Let the Villain Go

Xin Ziming, who had been silent for a while, suddenly raised his head and stretched out his bloody fingers to hold Ye Peitian’s wrist.

“No, please don’t break it,” his voice was extremely hoarse.

Ye Peitian’s hand moved slightly. As long as he exerted a little force, he could easily break the scale.

“Please return it to me, this is the only relic of my friend. You can kill me, but please don’t break this.”

“Relic? Things that carry beautiful memories? Give them back, why?” Ye Peitian lifted up the enemy.

“All of you give me pain, and you want me to give you back beautiful things?”

He remembered the pain that this man had brought to him, and showed him all kinds of painful pictures.

At the end of those pictures, that person appeared.

Ye Peitian suddenly froze for a moment, his hand loosened, and the half-dead Xin Ziming fell to the ground.

He suddenly felt bored and threw the black scale on the bloody enemy.

Ye Peitian turned around and slowly left the blood on the ground. Behind him was filled with various wailing and painful moans.

He could have killed these people, wielded these weapons, and released his ability. All the people who wanted to kill him would have been crushed to death with yellow sand.

But somehow, he suddenly lost his mind.

Yes, he shouldn’t have come to such a lively place.

The collapsed rock moved a bit, and a gray-faced man got out of the rubble.

His eyes met Ye Peitian, his lips trembling, showing a look of fear.

Ye Peitian no longer looked at him, lifted his foot from the thick blood, and walked out of the alley step by step.

Most of the shops that bought steamed buns and porridge were destroyed in the battle. The boss who smiled was shrunk behind the collapsed kiln, and looked at him with horror as if looking at a demon.

The gray-haired mother, Wu, was pressed under a collapsed stone wall, moaning constantly.

Ye Peitian passed by blankly, and the yellow sand behind him rolled up, lifting up the huge stone wall. She dragged her injured leg and crawled into her shack at the fastest speed.

Two skinny little boys stretched their heads out of the gaps in the building and glanced out quietly.

Their mother’s skinny hands stretched out from behind, pulling them back into the shadows.

“Don’t go there, the man is a demon that doesn’t blink when killing,” the woman’s extremely small voice came from the gap.

Ye Peitian dragged his tired body, and slowly left the Shura hell soaked in blood.

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“Who was it?” Chu Qianxun sat on the window sill and ate meat buns with Gao Yan who had just returned.

She stared at the sycamore tree outside the window, thinking about her thoughts, and didn’t hear what Gao Yan said.

Gao Yan raised a finger to her mouth, “Hush, whisper, this is inside information.”

“You can say it.”

“That’s the one, the demon.” Gao Yan lowered her voice and whispered close to Chu Qianxun, “No one knows why he appeared in our Spring City. The city lord summoned the top masters in the city and invited the Kirin Mercenary Corps. There was a fight on the Black Street.”

She didn’t finish her words, and saw Chu Qianxun turn her head in surprise. She looked at her for a long while, threw the leftover half of the buns on the table, supported the window sill with one hand, and jumped from the window. With a few jumps, she ran towards the distance.

“Eh, where are you going? You haven’t finished eating yet! Can I eat it?” Gao Yan shouted but she was too late, and the not-so-tall figure had disappeared from the corner.

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