Let the Villain Go

The death of Qilin founder Feng Chengyu was a squash in Xin Ziming's heart. Old players who knew the situation back then did not dare to mention it easily in front of him.

But he had nothing to do with Jiang Xiaojie, the Lord of Spring City.

Jiang Xiaojie was also a member of the unicorn when he was young. After the death of Qilin's leader Feng Chengyu, he did not participate in the battle, full of grief and anger, young Qisheng and Xin Ziming disliked each other, and made a fuss. This independent portal.

At this moment, facing Jiang Xiaojie's provocation, Xin Ziming was angry, but his city was so deep that he couldn't be as simple and straightforward as Jiang Xiaojie. He couldn't even see too many emotional waves from his face, he just reached out and pushed his glasses and said lightly,

"Xiaojie, you are still the same as before, nothing has changed."

"I am the same as before, but the regimental deputy is very different from before. I am afraid that the unicorn will no longer be like the original unicorn."

"If you want to survive in this world, you have to pay a price." Xin Ziming stood in front of the window with his back facing the light, making it difficult to see the look under his glasses. "Xiaojie, are you still blaming me for harming me?" The head is dead."

Jiang Xiaojie turned his head away. In fact, he knew in his heart that he was too young and emotional at the time. In fact, he shouldn't transfer Captain Feng's death to others.

At that time, the Demon Seed first came, and he was only thirteen or four years old, and his father and mother were running, alone. Amidst the malice full of monsters and adults, he was frightened and lost all the way. He finally took root in Qilin. Qilin's head Feng Chengyu was a kind-hearted man. He sheltered him who was still very weak at the time, gave him shelter, and taught him to grow.

It's a pity that in those years, good people with a soft heart generally couldn't live long. The group leader who brought him warmth died soon. So that since then, Jiang Xiaojie has been persistent and frantically pursuing power. Even deliberately avoided former comrades in arms.

"Let's talk, what are you looking for with me." Jiang Xiaojie put his long legs down from the table, "If you still encircle people and demons, you don't need to mention it. Blizzard only accepts orders related to monsters."

"Tier ten monster. Are you interested?" Xin Ziming's mouth curled slightly, "executor."

Masters of rank eight and above are rare in this world. Although Jiang Xiaojie’s temper is stinky and long, his mind is simple and easy to understand compared to those who are deep and unprincipled, and Xin Ziming can truly trust him. One of the few masters.

"Punisher? Tier ten?" Jiang Xiaojie pondered for a moment, "This is too difficult. No one can withstand a Tier ten executioner in close combat. No, I don't want my brother to die in vain."

The executioner is a monster of a completely different type from the blasphemer they just wiped out in the cave.

A profaner who is less powerful than a group of individuals. This monster has always been alone in the deep mountains and forests. Its powerful and perverted ability makes all human powers retreat.

"I have a choice. If you can invite him, plus you and me, you don't have to take risks with the brothers below, and you can be sure of winning the monster."

Jiang Xiaojie laughed haha, "My regimental deputy, you haven't fought with the executioner? Are you familiar with what kind of enemy this is? Where in this world can you find someone who can secure the executioner?"

Xin Ziming's gaze penetrated the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows, betting on the bustling crowd on the streets of Spring City.

"I haven't invited this person. I hope you won't be too surprised when you see it."

...

Jiang Xiaojuan was walking in the lively market. In the winter, she had to wear a pair of large sunglasses to hide the embarrassing traces of bruising her face by the drunk man.

Old Zheng put his arms around her shoulders and shook her, "Alright, I promise this is the last time I will hit you. Be happy, and pick whatever you want to buy today."

Every time he did it, he promised to be the last after sober, but the next atrocities would only get worse.

And Jiang Xiaojuan, who gritted his teeth and was determined to break up, could always be picked casually by his words afterwards, which saved his heart from being broken.

Lao Zheng pushed her to the fragrant, dazzling array of food stalls, very generous and easy to talk, "See what you want to eat. I Lao Zheng never treats his own women wrongly."

In the mud on the side of the street, squatting a lot of skinny, naked female beggars. They held their bowls with envious eyes, looking pitifully at Jiang Xiaojuan, who was held in his arms by a man and could choose food at will.

Seeing those braving barbecues, frosted candied haws, and eye-catching big meat dumplings, Jiang Xiaojuan swallowed, and the grievances in her heart and physical pain seemed to disappear a lot.

She stretched out her hand again to pluck Lao Zheng's arm. Picked a bunch of very expensive, oily and meaty kebabs and waited for Old Zheng to pay himself the magic seed.

"What do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you." A thin voice came out of the noisy voice and entered Jiang Xiaojuan's ears.

She saw Chu Qianxun standing on the side of the street from the gap in the crowd,

Chu Qianxun held two golden candy paintings in his hand, teasing the man next to him,

"So I like to eat candy, just like a child." She held Ye Peitian to eat with the vividly outlined Panlong Feifeng, and threw a Tier 1 Demon Seed to the stall owner with the other hand.

The man who wore a silver hood and was cold in front of everyone, but bends the corner of his mouth, held her wrist, and ate the golden candy with her hand.

The woman in the sun laughed so freely and lived so freely. There is a good man standing side by side with her, contrasting with each other, and they don't have to please anyone.

Jiang Xiaojuan suddenly felt that the rare meat skewers in his hand had lost its original flavor.

Chu Qianxun and Ye Peitian walked the market holding hands with a golden sugar painting.

"Sister Chihiro." Someone called her.

A noodle restaurant on the side of the street was full of the core members of the Blizzard Mercenary Group.

Today, unlike in the past, a restaurant with a separate store instead of a street stall can be regarded as a high-end venue.

Eating beef noodles with slices of meat together is a big deal that only the top team in the city can afford.

Awei, who was sweating with the beef soup, suddenly heard the sentence "Sister Chihiro" from their head. He spouted the noodle soup.

The reactions of the other players were similar. Blizzard’s members are mostly very young, and many of them have been sheltered by the group leader since they were young, and have followed them all the way to the present. In their hearts, the 19-year-old head of the group was stalwart and arrogant, as if he hadn't called his brother or sister.

Chu Qianxun smiled and greeted them at the door, "City Lord Jiang, eat here."

Jiang Xiaojie patted Awei's head next to him, "What are you going to do, call someone. Lin brother, Chihiro sister. There is no courtesy at all."

Awei stood up in a daze and touched his head. The strong in this world are respected, not so much called age. Ah Wei is ranked 7th and is one of the best masters in Spring City, but since the boss has spoken, he stood up and shouted respectfully with all the team members without saying anything.

"Brother Lin, Sister Chihiro."

"Sister Chihiro, come in and eat together."

"Brother Lin, sit here."

The members of Blizzard rushed in and rescued their friends during the crisis and greeted them enthusiastically.

Jiang Xiaojie stood in front of Chu Qianxun, smiled brightly, and happily extended the invitation. He is still very young, he doesn't know how to put on the airs of a city lord, and he can express his enthusiasm for the people he likes and those who are grateful for.

Chu Qianxun smiled and declined, and when she left, she looked back moved heartily.

In the shadow beside Jiang Xiaojie sat a man. This man was wearing glasses and a white shirt. He looked a little gentle and weak. He seemed out of place with the bristly, tough and tough soldiers around him.

This one was also an acquaintance in Chu Qianxun's memory, where he was a smart and wise friend who often talked and laughed. But now his eyes are gloomy and his expression is indifferent, which is very different from what he remembered.

Xin Ziming looked at the two going away and asked Jiang Xiaojie next to him, "Who are those two?"

"That's my friend, who saved my life at risk."

Seeing the pair of back figures drifting away, Xin Ziming frowned slightly.

The woman is graceful and heroic, which makes people feel good. It’s just the back of the man next to her that always makes Xin Ziming feel inexplicably familiar, that is, the ordinary low-level long knife slung on his waist, seems to have seen it somewhere, just for a moment. Can't get up.

"How many levels are they? What kind of ability is it?"

"Rank six, wind and...speed."

In fact, on the day of the battle, Ye Peitian spent most of his time guarding outside the cave, and Jiang Xiaojie had no time to pay attention to his rank and ability. After coming back, I roughly inquired about it. I heard that it was a speed saint of the sixth rank of Red Wolf, and he didn't take it too seriously.

Xin Ziming shook his head, temporarily forgetting the doubts in his mind.

Chu Qianxun and Ye Peitian came to the Spring City Guild Hall. Chu Qianxun wanted to resell the demon body obtained from the battle here, and Ye Peitian also came over to check it out, quietly purchasing information on some high-level monsters suitable for him at a high price.

Recently, the city has wiped out the Devil's Cave in one fell swoop and won a big victory, which has boosted the morale of the city. Information on the sale of various high-end materials and weapons on the guild’s trading market is endless.

The blue knife in Ye Peitian's hand was made by Chu Qianxun and asked Lao Guo to do it in Baima Town. The style is bad, and the level is too low. Ye Peitian used it very carefully, and would easily refuse to draw the knife when it was not necessary, for fear of damage early.

Chu Qianxun thought about the Tier 10 double knives and armor that Ye Peitian had given him to help him in the battle without disadvantages, and felt very sad.

"Pei Tian, ​​I have a lot of magic seeds, I will buy you a better knife?"

"No, this one is good." Ye Peitian's hand gently stroked the knife handle lovingly. All the memories in White Horse Town are worthy of treasure for him.

"Well, when I get a set of suitable high-end materials by myself, I will find the best magic design master to make you a handy weapon."

A large crowd squeezed in front of the notice board of the guild, and they were discussing the newly posted red card announcement at the top of the list.

The title of this announcement is very horrifying: Tier 10 monsters, invite powerful teammates.

The content makes people see it in the cloud:

At the beginning, the tenth-order magic weapon was replaced by a brother.

Recently, I found out the location of a monster. Due to its weak ability, it is difficult to win it alone. You are invited to fight together again. If allowed, on the 28th, on a bright moon night, Moudang will go to your place to see you. Hope.

"What does this mean? There is no beginning and no end."

"What rank ten monster? Has a rank ten monster appeared in this world? It's rare to see a rank nine."

"That's right, it's probably just a gimmick, or a code name. The tenth-order monster is so easy to deal with, I'm afraid that the power of the whole city is not enough."

"Who is making fun of it?"

"Have fun? Do you know how much it costs for the red card to be placed on the top of the bulletin board? Not only in Spring City. Our caravan is in Balang and Qilin, and we all saw the same bulletin. The bulletin boards of the surrounding bases of various sizes are also red cards at the top. Who took such a big deal to convey such an inexplicable news."

"It's a pity, I only talked about the time, but didn't say the location, otherwise there will be a chance to see what the big guys are playing."

Ye Peitian in the crowd raised his head, silently watching the conspicuous notice hanging on the top of the notice board. He knew in his heart that this was a message to him, and someone was using this method to invite him to see him.

See or not?

Bright moon and light breeze, yellow sand thousands of miles.

The smooth sand dunes suddenly began to vibrate, and a castle of yellow sand, slowly rising from the ground under the moonlit night, appeared in the center of the desert.

Xin Ziming stood outside the gate of the castle and told of his invitation. The weird and indifferent Emperor Huangsha did not even let him enter the gate of the castle.

But he didn't take it seriously, the successful result is the key, and the process is not important to him.

Although he stood at the apex of a human saint, he clearly knew that along the way, he relied on a more proficient brain, not a powerful fighting ability. The mental attribute is greatly reduced when fighting against monsters with firm will and no emotion.

If he wants a tenth-order monster, one is to pile it up with his brother's life, and the other is to cooperate with reliable and powerful others.

But in this world, the eighth-nineth-order bosses can break a few fingers, and all are heavy-minded, dominating characters, and there is no one who is easy to get along with.

Wanting to share the results of the battle with them is no different than seeking skin with a tiger. In contrast, after thinking hard, he actually felt that this infamous human demon made him feel more relieved.

Ye Peitian's fighting ability is the most powerful pervert among human beings he knows.

Last time, Ye Peitian took away the demon seed and most of the demon body, but he kept his promise and healed his brother with his own flesh and blood, and left them half of the demon body.

Xin Zi found out secretly that this prestigious human demon actually had some soft heart.

Strong strength, soft heart, keeping promises, but also aloof.

Regardless of prejudice, Xin Ziming realized that this might be a strong man he could associate with. As for things like the reputation of making friends with humans and demons, to their Kylin Mercenary Group, it has never been a big deal.

"There are only three people going there. In addition to you and me, plus the city lord of Spring City, his ice power is very beneficial to the monsters swimming in the jungle."

"At present, there are only a few people who have reached the eighth level and above, and they are mutually exclusive and suspicious, and it is difficult to cooperate together. But the tenth level monsters are not so easy to deal with."

"The spoils are distributed by you. If you are willing to continue this relationship, we can continue in the future."

"Within a radius of twenty miles, my person is responsible for setting up the quarantine, and will not let any outsider come in, and will definitely not cause you trouble. You can try to trust me once."

"Ye Peitian, you've always been alone, don't you want to try to have comrades fighting side by side?"

The words of Xin Ziming's persuasion continued to spread into the castle,

Ye Peitian stood alone in the spacious hall, listening to him in silence.

If someone came to the door and said such ridiculous words not long ago, he might strangle that person with yellow sand.

But now, he suddenly found himself being moved.

He has always been like a bystander, the bystander Chihiro fighting, watching their comrades in arms, lively, supporting and relying on each other.

But that’s not my own excitement,

"I'll give you a chance, you can't afford the consequences of disappointing me."

The sound from the castle is colder than the wind in the winter desert.

But Xin Ziming, who was old about accidents, could hear a shyness from that arrogance.

The grumpy Jiang Xiaojie and the indifferent and arrogant Ye Peitian sighed helplessly when he realized that he had become an old mother leading the team.

This evening,

When Chu Qianxun saw the dinner, he cheered.

In this inland town to the northwest, yellow hairy crabs appeared on the dining table. For Chu Qianxun, who has lived in coastal cities since he was a child, but has not eaten seafood for several years, such happiness came too suddenly.

"Where did you get this, how could Spring City buy hairy crabs?" Chu Qianxun sat down on the table, broke the crab shells, and was full of crab roe, so beautiful that she couldn't even swallow her fingers together.

"There is a caravan going back and forth between Qingdun and here. I brought a basket when I arrived in the afternoon. I went there early and waited until I grabbed these few."

Ye Peitian ate very gracefully, he only ate a little symbolically, and spent most of the time helping Chu Qianxun break the crab shells. Of course, he hadn't dared to tell Chu Qianxun how many magic seeds he had spent in order to let others transfer these large miscellaneous crabs.

"How much does it cost? It's too prodigal." Chu Qianxun was already fussing with emotion, "Oh, but it's too delicious, I mean, I will make it for me in the future."

Ye Peitian paused with his fingers breaking the crab shell, lowered his eyelashes, and said softly, "Okay, I must cook it for you often."

"Don't give it to me, you eat it yourself." Chu Qianxun tilted his head to Ye Peitian's side. There was a fine light in his clear eyes, "Pei Tian, ​​why are you so good to me. You." Do you know that the girls in the building are envious of me."

Ye Peitian was silent.

I just want to be better for you.

I want to make you worry-free in this life, I want to protect you forever, I want to hold all the best things in the world in front of you.

Chihiro, I never wanted to make myself stronger like I do now.

In Ye Peitian's hands, there was a tenth-order demon seed, and he was already critical of the ninth order, and he had not made up his mind to break through the same order.

This time, he decided to raise his rank first before participating in the campaign to encircle and suppress the executed.

For every saint, the higher the order, it is a life and death junction.

At the moment of crossing the ranks, most people will part with their closest life. But Ye Peitian never spoke.

That night, Ye Peitian was unusually active, gentle and lingering, tireless, and constantly asking for it, as if he wanted to make happiness last forever to the end of time.

"Qianxun, Qianxun." His eyes were blurred, and he whispered Chu Qianxun's name. Let go of myself more enthusiastically than ever.

Chu Qianxun was so fascinated by his mystery that he dreamed of dawn after a hearty dream.

When I got up in the morning, the smell of him still lingered on the sheets, and Ye Peitian's people had disappeared.

The room was clean and tidy. There was a covered breakfast on the table, and a huge gift box with a beautiful ribbon tripped on it.

"This person is really." Chu Qianxun was very beautiful, she got up and drew the curtains to let the sun shine into the room. He picked up the note under the box.

The text on the note is simple: Chihiro, I will leave for a day or two, don't read it.

The sturdy handwriting penetrates the back of the paper.

It looks no different from the last time he left. The context is relaxed and concise, as if he was just dealing with small things that could be done in two or three days.

Chu Qianxun went out to hunt demons, and he might not be able to come back every day. He often needed to spend the night in the wilderness. Ye Peitian occasionally bought the news of high-level monsters in the guild, and going out to look for it would also delay a day or two. The short separation is not a big deal to them.

Opening the box tied with the bow, the crystal clear magic seed almost blinded Chu Qianxun in the morning light. The huge carton is full of high-level magic seeds lying on the ground!

The smile on Chu Qianxun’s face was gone.

She noticed that Ye Peitian had returned to his castle and put most of the high-level magic seeds there as gifts in her house.

It was not the first time Ye Peitian left her side, but she keenly discovered that this time was too right.

Where will he go? What to do?

Chu Qianxun thought a lot, suddenly raised his head, looking far away from the window, looking across the towering city wall on the horizon, and looking far in the direction of the desert.

In the vast desert,

In the center of the deserted sand dunes, the lonely castle rose again at some unknown time.

Ye Pei sits on the side of a table made of yellow sand. A small square handkerchief is spread flat on the empty table. The center of the handkerchief holds a round magic seed firmly.

He crossed his fingers against his chin, and quietly watched the green glow flowing in the transparent sphere.

The demon seed held in the handkerchief is like a small planet in the universe, with green ripples slowly rotating as if there is life in it, so dazzling and translucent, as if to inhale the soul of a stranger under long-sightedness among them.

Every saint who has experienced a step-by-step will deeply understand the horror of subduing the demon seed when stepping up.

In the past, Ye Peitian was not afraid of advancement, he didn't mind whether it was death or becoming a demon. He even hoped to get this kind of complete relief.

but now……

Ye Peitian clearly remembered the scene of meeting Chu Qianxun for the first time.

The warm coat, the warm man, took him out of the sea of ​​blood in the mountain of the dead. Cook him sweet porridge and feed him the first sugar in his life.

When he woke up from death, the man stood by his side and gently touched his head. When he couldn't bear to grasp the corner of her clothes, the man leaned down and gave him the first kiss.

He will always remember their first time, remember every memory that person left on his body.

He has been greedy and knows the taste, dreaming of keeping this happiness forever,

Longer than forever.

But after all, he couldn't let himself advance in front of Chihiro. If he fails to advance and turns into a rank ten monster, Chihiro may not be able to kill him. Then the people he loves, the lovely city he likes, will be destroyed by himself.

Chihiro is surrounded by friends and young admirers. Even though he became a monster in this desert and disappeared by her side ever since. She was able to survive after all.

The huge castle was empty and echoed with the sound of the desert wind. At this moment, strong thoughts flooded the man sitting alone in the sand castle like a tide. I really want to see her again.

Ye Peitian stretched out his hand and twisted the magic seed.