Let the Villain Go

Mu Jia woke up from a semi-comatose state and saw a back kneeling on the ground. Only she knew how straight and stubborn that back was once, even in those days when there was nothing left. He has never been bent over his life.

Now he is kneeling on the ground in front of so many people for himself, bending into the dust.

Mu Jia felt sour in her heart. She stretched out her hand forward with tears and called out the name of her lover, "You Ming."

Han Youming turned his head, showing a struggling look, after all, he walked a few steps back and took his wife's hand.

"You Ming, the whole life of a person is not about length. I can be with you in this life, and there is no regret." Mu Jia smiled softly, "You have always followed me in everything. Now is the last time. You, Do you listen to me? I love beauty so much, I really don’t want to be such a monster."

She was originally a gentle beauty, and this sad request before she died made many tough guys onlookers unable to look away.

"What are you talking about, that kind of hardship has come over. Now you are going to take me halfway with such a thing?" Han Youming carefully embraced his dying wife in his arms, "Isn't it half demonized? What you have become, you are my Han Youming's wife."

His eyes were red, his voice was choked, and he buried his head deeply: "You just bear it for me, don't say leave, don't leave me. Can you?"

Mu Jia stretched out her hand to hug him, and the sad cry of her weeping came from her husband's arms.

Ye Peitian moved forward,

Xin Ziming grabbed his arm from behind and shook his head slowly towards him.

"Don't do stupid things, it's not worth it."

For Xin Ziming, he most annoys this kind of virgin fool. Because he knows that in this era, such people generally cannot live long, just like his leader Feng Chengyu, who saved a wolf-hearted guy at the beginning, and finally was deliberately taken by those people at the critical moment of capturing the demon seed. Attracting monsters to death.

After getting along these days, he has already discovered that most of the **** legends about Ye Peitian are fake. In this seemingly cold man, there is a good old man softer than Feng Chengyu inside. He will no longer sit back and watch a friend follow Cheng Yu's old path.

"Do you know how many patients are out there? How many people are coveting the Holy Blood inside?" He lowered his voice and said word by word, "If you expose your identity in this place and lose a lot of blood and lose the ability to fight, how dangerous is it? Haven't considered it?

The man in front of him, his brows and eyes were hidden by the silver cover, but his mouth was a little smile, and he gently and firmly pulled his hand out.

Xin Ziming was furious: "After eating so much, why is my heart so soft? These are just irrelevant people. What's worth it for you to do this!"

"Old Xin, I understand what you mean," Ye Peitian looked down at his arm that had just been pulled away, "My hands were once covered with blood. I also gave up the emotion of being a human. One day, when I was soaked in a sea of ​​blood on a dead mountain, a man came to me with a torch."

Speaking of that memory, he looked up at Chu Qianxun over the crowd, and found that Qianxun was also looking at him.

"At that time, I only had murder in my heart, and I had a murderous intent on her. If it weren't for the little softness in my heart at the time, and didn't become a cold-blooded machine, then I wouldn't be standing here at all today."

"Good and evil are determined in my heart. Whether it is worth seeing is not in front of me. I have decided and I am willing to bear the consequences. Thank you for worrying about me."

Mu Jia's delicate face has been shrouded in a layer of black air. Although the concentration of the demon blood she took is so low that she did not die immediately, she still cannot last long as an ordinary person.

Han Youming could only pray desperately in his heart. He didn't dare to ask for more. He even felt that even if his wife was half demonized, as long as he was conscious, he would still be alive.

He never believed in any gods, for the first time in his heart pleaded for God's favor,

A man came to him, took out the dagger he had pierced on the ground, squatted in front of him, and suddenly cut the palm of his hand with a knife.

The person's speed was so fast that before he could react, he opened Mu Jia's mouth with one hand, and dripped the blood from his palm into Mu Jia's mouth with the other hand.

After the blood line dripped in, the black energy on Mu Jia's face quickly withdrew, and the painful expression began to ease, revealing the old face.

It was like taking a magical medicine, she was getting better obviously!

Han Youming looked up dumbfounded.

The man retracted his palm, and the **** wound on his palm was half healed in front of Han Youming within a few seconds.

Afterwards, the man reached out his hand and took off the face covering his face. A clear and gentle face appeared.

A scary face that has been deeply carved into everyone's memory.

Emperor Huangsha, the human demon Ye Peitian, personally saved his wife with his own blood.

There were sounds of cold breathing from the audience one after another, and several people even knocked down tables and chairs in excessive panic.

"Ye... Ye Peitian?"

"Gosh. Ye Peitian."

"People...? No, no, Emperor Huangsha."

"He actually got in."

"What is he doing? Is he saving people?"

"Why does this guy come to save people?"

Ye Peitian stood up in a whisper. Calmly face all the sights of all kinds of exploration.

A warm hand stretched out from behind and took his palm. Chu Qianxun stood firmly by his side.

For Chu Qianxun, she couldn't bear Ye Peitian making such a decision, but since Ye Peitian had already decided to do so, she would firmly support him.

She has always known that this man's heart is too gentle and kind.

In this world, everyone in their consciousness no longer thinks that kindness is a good thing. A person's kind heart also means that he has weaknesses, can be oppressed, and even becomes a quality of ridicule by others.

But in fact, I was attracted by this man who was clearly in the deepest darkness, but still kept the light in his heart. Moved by his being able to treat others tenderly after his own torture. This is obviously a kind that deserves praise, needs care, and the most precious parallel. It should not be disappointed or destroyed.

What I can do now is to stand by his side and guard his untainted heart.

"Chairman Gu, I am here, please organize and treat the poisoned people with holy blood." Ye Peitian turned to the meeting organizer Gu Zhengqing and said.

Even a person like Gu Zhengqing, who is known as a city government, can't help himself for a while.

But he quickly calmed down, and wanted to understand the powerful relationship and the space that he could manipulate, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Ye... Brother Ye, you are so willing to make such a sacrifice, it is really admirable. It can be seen that everyone has misunderstood you. The situation is urgent, I will arrange a clean room for you immediately. In addition, I will send someone to notify the critical illness. Of people come to receive the Holy Blood?"

He quickly pinpointed his position, greeted him warmly, and began to arrange things methodically.

But a cold voice interrupted him, "It doesn't have to be the case. Since the situation is urgent, it is not convenient for so many people to squeeze in. I suggest setting up a relief shed directly outdoors, and the real patients are brought directly over and treated on the spot. "

It was Xin Ziming, the city lord of Qilin who spoke.

He separated from the crowd, looked at Gu Zhengqing with a smile that was not a smile, and said something to poke his heart.

"This also saves someone from pretending to be collars, reselling, and making moves that can't make it to the table. Now there are more people than the legendary humans and demons."

"What does City Lord Xin mean?" Gu Zhengqing's self-cultivation was very good, and he didn't directly get angry.

But he was very annoyed in his heart. For him, if the organization and distribution of the holy blood were arranged by him, the benefits that could be secretly obtained during that period would be too great.

Gu Zhengqing is a very capable leader, and he is not without principles and bottom line. For him, he will not sit idly by when he encounters such a wide range of diseases, but he will also not give up the benefits that can be obtained from it. , Whether it is prestige money or some kind of greater possibility.

Among the people present, the most taboo Gu Zhengqing was actually Xin Ziming of Qilin. This man was very similar to himself, as smart, calm and ruthless.

With Xin Ziming's intervention, Gu Zhengqing knew that the cooked duck was about to fly.

Sure enough, Xin Ziming spoke with a venomous tongue: "Besides, President Gu, you said, people have made such a big sacrifice. Anyway, I have to let everyone see who has done a good job. You can wash away the grievances of the past. Innocent name. Chairman Gu made people hide in the house, isn't it appropriate? Maybe in the end, ordinary people thought it was the medicine you created."

Gu Zhengqing was very angry, but he still laughed twice on his face, "Lao Xin, you just have a bad tongue. You ruined my kindness by saying that."

"Since you are kind, please broadcast your videos to the outside world, so that the public will know what good things God’s love has done, understand the reason for this illness, and don’t misunderstand why Brother Ye smashed God’s love in the first place. Keep the base." Xin Ziming also said with a smile, "This is also a good opportunity to attack God's love, isn't it?"

He said these words not to discuss, but to inform. Beizhen does not belong to any forces. He and Jiang Xiaojie both bring a lot of manpower to come here for the meeting, and they don't need any ward at all. With a command, various abilities were unfolded, and a large tent opened on all sides was quickly set up in the open space outside the auditorium, and the patients who were in danger began to be treated.

"Old Xin..." Ye Peitian called out the gloomy Xin Ziming from behind.

"Okay, I don't want to talk to an idiot like you now." Xin Ziming didn't suppress his temper, and was almost irritable than Jiang Xiaojie. In the end, he endured, stopped, turned his head and said in a low voice, gnashing his teeth, "I know What do you think, you ask Gu Zhengqing to be responsible for this, because you are afraid that after you reveal your identity, you will be less involved in Blizzard and Kirin in case of an accident. But have you ever thought that the one that should be involved is already involved. I can only support you now. , What else can I do?"

Ye Peitian was silent for a moment, then smiled softly, "Thank you, brother."

Jiang Xiaojie came up from behind, took Ye Peitian's shoulder with one hand, and walked forward together, "What are you talking about, Brother Ye? We are in a life-to-death, life-long friendship, who is not standing at this time?"

Many patients who drank the well water and experienced symptoms and were in desperate situation. Hearing that the free treatment was provided here, they came from a desperate situation. They were overjoyed and gathered with the help of their families. Among these people, there are young men, young girls, elders, and children. There are powerful saints as well as ordinary people who have no ability at all.

Regardless of high or low, they were all infected by the well water with devil blood, and their lives were in the middle of the night.

The crowd rushed to make Chu Qianxun's heart startled.

With so many patients, how much blood does it take to cure? Besides, I am afraid that there are still many groups in the city who have not had an outbreak of illness.

Even if Ye Peitian had an immortal body, how could he bear to see him suffer such a crime.

Ye Peitian held Chu Qianxun's hand, and he found Chu Qianxun's always warm palm, cold and sweaty at this moment, his backhand gripped tightly when he held it.

"It's okay Chihiro. I won't be okay. Look at this place, so many people are all lives. I am here, with this ability, and I can't just watch them all go to death."

"Please wait a minute." Zhong Hongfei rushed in at this moment holding the medicine box and took out the vacuum blood collection tube and blood bag from the box. "I have blood drawing equipment here. Don't use a knife to let blood out like that. Your physique will cause wounds. It’s too hard to keep healing."

"If you want, I will collect blood for you." Zhong Hongfei took the initiative to sit down beside Ye Peitian. As a doctor, when Ye Peitian stood up and willing ordinary people to dedicate himself, he had wiped out the rumors of human beings from his heart. Instead, he admires this man from the heart, admires and understands this man who can hold the faith in his heart just like him.

"I just monitored it briefly. The proportion of magic blood in the well water is not high. I speculate that the medicine distributed to patients can also be diluted to a certain extent." Zhong Hongfei tightened the blood vessels of Ye Peitian's arm while saying To.

"Really? Doctor Zhong?" Chu Qianxun was overjoyed when he heard the news. If the dilution works, things will be much better for Pei Tian. Not only can it reduce the total amount of blood donated by Ye Peitian, but also because the holy blood after multiple dilutions no longer has an advantageous effect on other injuries. In the process of distribution, it will not be hidden, falsely claimed or even snatched.

"Yes, I have come into contact with many cases of black blood, and I am very sure about it. It's just that I need to test how much the dilution factor is. Fortunately, there are many patients, and the results can be obtained immediately from several sets of data."

A large amount of the diluted holy blood was distributed to the patients who rushed over. At the same time, a large screen was set up on the square, scrolling through the various crimes of God’s love, narrating the root cause of the disaster and the twisted and perverted history of God’s love.

Seeing the inhumane guinea pigs seen in the video, and thinking of the disease in the city, it was too late to treat the dead or demonized compatriots. The rest of their lives and their relatives and friends embraced each other and wept with joy.

In the dim windows of the auditorium, several figures were quietly observing the situation here.

"If they do it like this, we won't have anything? The diluted holy blood is useless. Even if we make people pretend to be a leader, it is useless. The boss thinks of a way, a rare opportunity."

"What's the rush, look again, look at how many times Ye Peitian has drawn blood, he is also a human after all, and there are always times when he can't hold it."

"You guys go to Gu Zhengqing, and then contact others to see if these old foxes have any ideas to do it with us. After all, that person is a human demon, and his reputation is stinking early. How many people can really help him in a crisis?"