Let the Villain Go

Ye Peitian walked fast. He felt like a ridiculous clown, and escaped from the bustling city of Spring.

It seemed that he could still hear the horrified cursing in his ears.

“Demon, murderous demon.”

“Get out of our town.”

“Demon, demon, why are you here?”

Ye Peitian rubbed his pale knuckles sorely.

There seemed to be endless blood flowing from his body, dripping constantly on the ground, leaving behind a string of long blood footprints behind his rapidly moving body.

In the distance, a few greedy peepers vaguely followed. They thought they had concealed their whereabouts, and quietly followed behind him. They snatched the blood left on the ground.

Ye Peitian was too lazy to take care of these ants. He just wanted to go back to the castle in the desert a little bit faster, where it was so quiet and so peaceful. Not as full of irritating murmurs.

His feet stepped on the edge of the desert, and the annoying voices behind him gradually disappeared. No one dared to provoke or follow him as the Yellow Sand Emperor in a desert.

Ye Peitian walked for a long time and came to the center.

The moonlight was bright tonight scattered on the rolling sand dunes. The silvery white sand was blown by the breeze and rippled on the undulating sand.

He stretched out his crumbling arm.

The earth began to sway, huge sand dunes were arched in the desert, quicksands rolled down from the top, and a castle buried under the ground slowly rose from the gravel.

The huge building appeared in the moonlight, and the sand attached to it quickly ran away like a stream of water, revealing a clean sand castle.

In the past long years, Ye Peitian was alone living in this yellow sand cage day every day. This was the prison of the demon, and the most reassuring place.

He stretched out his hand, held onto the threshold of the castle. He heard fine footsteps behind him.

There were always those greedy people who didn’t not know death, and wanted to put their lives in his hands.

Ye Peitian sneered and turned his face.

Thick blood ran down from the top of his head and slipped over his eyelids. Through the gap in the blood flow, he suddenly saw a familiar face appear on the edge of the desert.

A face that appeared countless times in his memory.

The girl seemed a little nervous.

The two faced each other across a barren grit.

Ye Peitian suddenly had a grievance.

When he was expelled by the same kind and robbed by countless people, his feelings of grievance hadn’t even risen in his numb heart, but suddenly surged into his heart at this moment.

Without a word, Ye Peitian turned his face away and pushed open the gate of the castle. His blood-stained hands supported the yellow sand wall as he walked into the dim castle step by step.

He was like a bruised beast, walking back to his den alone with grievances. But his spirit was tense, ears upright to hear the thin footsteps behind him.

The voice didn’t move away, carefully approaching a little bit.

He was in a mess, not knowing whether he should rejoice or refuse, but the string at the bottom of his heart was loose. His body wobbled, and finally he fell down.

Behind him came the sound of a blast of wind, and a soft palm caught him in time.

The girl caught his body full of blood and picked him up.

He allowed his consciousness to dissipate and no longer struggled with rebellious thoughts.

This castle was like a huge and hard shell, used to store his soft and broken flesh. After numerous injuries, he licked the wounded nest alone.

He never let anyone other than himself enter the castle.

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