Let the Villain Go

“Hellfire Red Lotus?”

In the distance, Chu Qianxun looked back at the flames that were out. In another world, he was a very good friend who was very committed, and that person’s great fame was the hellfire red lotus.

It was a pity that there was no such a friend in the world, only the moves he created were left in the world.

At that time, she was in the same place with these strong men, not behind them. But at this moment, she could only stay away from the battlefield of these people. She had no qualifications to participate.

At lunch, Chu Qianxun finally bid farewell to Ye Peitian.

“I will go back in the afternoon,” Chu Qianxun grinned reluctantly.

For lunch, Ye Peitian made chestnut chicken. The chicken were cooked in crispy and delicious chestnuts in a casserole. They rolled in the tender and juicy chicken nuggets. The soup was delicious, and it was Chu Qianxun’s favorite dish. Ye Peitian had few words, but he was a very attentive man. Within a few days, he had been able to know Chu Qianxun’s taste.

When she returns to Spring city, where could she find such delicious food? Chu Qianxun thought of the black cake and bean porridge that she ate every day, and she was even more frustrated.

A pair of black chopsticks picked a piece of chicken with rich sauce, hesitated in the air, and finally put it into Chu Qianxun’s bowl.

Chu Qianxun had a meal and the man sitting on the opposite side was silently serving her food.

“Spring is not far from here, I will come back to see you often,” Chu Qianxun said.

Ye Peitian, who had not spoken for a while, raised his head. His eyes glowed, her lips separated, and he gently asked, “Really?”

He said it very lightly, but Chu Qianxun felt a little uncomfortable.

She couldn’t stay in this castle all the time. Ye Peitian probably wouldn’t want to go to Spring again. Even if they could get along like friends, it wasn’t convenient to meet him often. Chu Qianxun had spent the past five years learning selfishness and indifference, but now she was willing to learn from others, and was willing to think more about this suffering man.

“Really, I promise.” She said, “As long as I haven’t gone out to hunt demons, I will come to you.”

Chu Qianxun reached out and shook hands with Ye Peitian on the dining table.

Those hands were always cold in her warm palm. The cold fingers moved a little, but no response was made.

Chu Qianxun left the castle made of yellow sand. Her boots stepped on the desert, making a thin noise and leaving a long trail of footprints behind her. She went a long way, and couldn’t help but look back.

In the vast desert, the huge castle appeared lonely and small, and the gate of the castle was still open. It was too far away. She didn’t know if the man in the castle was still standing and staring at her back.

Back in the Spring City, the bustle and noise rushed to her ears. Chu Qianxun stayed in a very quiet place for a few days. She was almost upset by this too rich smell.

The old man selling bean cake rid his small broken tricycle, and passed by the outside gate of the Tube Building, shouting loudly with his unique vocal tune, “Bean cake, selling bean cake, freshly baked bean cake.”

The “mad woman” who lived downstairs was standing on the first floor to collect debts and slammed the door of that house.

Chu Qianxun drilled from under the wet clothes hanging densely on the corridor, and a few drops of water on the clothes reached her neck, and cold drops drilled down the collar.

When a man with short hair and in a vest, with his hands in his pockets saw Chu Qianxun, he poked a toothpick in his mouth, and said in a greasy tone, “Hey, who is the beautiful girl. Will she do it with three crystals?”

Gao Yan hit him from the back with a kick, and then scolded, “You want to die. Qianxun is a fourth-order saint. Don’t piss her off or see it for yourself.”

“Even if you don’t want to, you don’t have to be harsh,” the man faced the two fourth-order saints, and murmured.

Gao Yan grabbed Chu Qianxun’s hand and walked upstairs, “Where did you go Qianxun? That day, you ran suddenly and I didn’t see you for a few days.”

The two returned to Chu Qianxun’s room. Gao Yan sat on the side of the bed, “Honestly explain, what are you doing? Your skin has become so good. I can’t even see the scars on your hands.”

Chu Qianxun raised her hand in doubt and looked at it. She had been on the battlefield all the time, and it left all kinds of old and new scars on her hand. She didn’t know when these scars were gone. The skin of her hands was smooth, white and delicate.

Only then did she realize what Ye Peitian did in her sleep.

Chu Qianxun took out the fifth-order magic crystal she got on the battlefield, put it in her palm, looked at it for a long while, and looked up at Gao Yan,

“Sister Yan. I’m ready to advance. You guard me.”

All saints, once they decided to upgrade, had only two destinies waiting for them, stepping into the next rank to become stronger, or failing and becoming a demon that eats people. They become the target of hunting by their companion.

Because the probability was very high, most people would invite their most trusted friends to guard them during the advance. If it fails, the friend would cut off their head, giving them the chance to die as a human.

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