Let the Villain Go

“You don’t have to stick to me like this all day. I saved you at the time because you are a woman, and I don’t have the habit to let a woman die in front of me. It wasn’t that I thought of you,” Meng San said very loudly, almost everyone in the courtyard could hear his manly voice.

“Eh?” Wu Lili responded gently, “Then I won’t come tomorrow.”

She walked to the door of the courtyard, turned and waved at him with a smile.

Meng San wanted to shout, but couldn’t make up his mind. 

After scratching his ears for a long time, he saw that Wu Lili had disappeared long ago, so he had stomped his feet with a sigh and grieved the wound.

He saw Ye Peitian sitting in the courtyard.

The man, with a silver mask on his face, sat in the afternoon sun with his hands on his slender thighs. His head was bowed as he was thinking about something.

There was a small backpack at the foot of Ye Peitian. He would leave quietly with Chu Qianxun that day. Although he had only lived in this yard for a few days, it had brought warmth to him repeatedly. He had nostalgia in the place and just wanted to see more before leaving.

“Look, women nowadays really have no empathy at all. She just went away.” 

Meng San sat next to Ye Peitian and touched his elbow, “Brother Lin. How is Sister Qianxun to you? She must be particularly tender and considerate, right?”  

Ye Peitian remembered something and his face under the silver mask flushed.

Fortunately, the nervous Meng San’s didn’t pay attention, “I heard that you were also seriously injured, so you laid in the house these days.”

“On that day, where did you and Sister Qianxun go? Do you know…” Meng San said very mysteriously, lowering his voice and leaning towards him, “That night, Ye Peitian walked past our gate.”

Then he patted his thigh annoyedly, “How could I faint at that time, otherwise I might have a chance to see what the demon looked like.”

Ye Peitian turned his head and glanced at him.

Thinking of what happened that night, Meng San gritted his teeth and cursed, “What kind of shit Shennai people are? They are more terrifying than the devil. We have so many people in Baima Town, all of them were harmed. I wish Ye Peitian is more aggressive and destroys Shennai as soon as possible. As long as he can destroy Shennai, he can walk through our West Lane every day, and Lao Tzu will do whatever he wants.”

“Eh, what are you smiling at? You and Sister Qianxun weren’t on the scene and didn’t see how those people who didn’t see the fart behave abnormally.”

Meng San got up and returned to the house. The door of the corner of the courtyard opened, and a little girl holding a blind stick slowly walked out of it.

The little girl groped and walked to Ye Peitian’s side. A small scar on her little face made her eyes lose light.

“Big brother, I am a saint with healing ability. I heard that you have a neck injury. Would you like to show it to me?” 

She added a little embarrassedly, “Although I’m only first order, my brother said I am very powerful.”

Ye Peitain’s deep voice sounded,” You are not afraid of me?”

The girl and her brother, Xiao Mu, were at the scene, so like Old Guo, they already knew the real identity of Ye Peitain.

“You are a good person, you saved my brother, a very good person. I’m not afraid of you.” 

The girl stretched out her little hands, touched Ye Peitian’s neck which was bandaged and tried her best to send a little white light from her little hands. 

The healing ability of the first-order healers were minimal, and it had no practical effect on injuries like his own.

But when the little girl took her hands away from his neck, he still thanked her sincerely, “Thank you, I feel much better.”

The little girl laughed brightly, “Is it really effective? My brother is right. As long as I practice hard, I will one day be able to heal my eyes.”

The brother (Ye Peitian) on the opposite side reached out and touched her head. Two cold, wet fingers applied a warm liquid to her eyes.

“Sister, you, what did you do to my sister?” Xiao Mu, who came in from outside the courtyard, was surprised to see his sister standing with Ye Peitian.

The younger sister had blood on her face and stood innocently in front of the Yellow Sand Emperor. 

At that moment, all kinds of legends about him flooded into his heart. Xiao Mu couldn’t care about the fear in his heart, he stepped forward, pulled away his sister with blood, panicked and alertly stared at the blood.

“Brother,” his sister tugged at his clothing corner with one hand and rubbed her eyes with one hand, “Look, I can see you, brother.”

“What?” Xiao Mu turned his face in disbelief, “You, you are saying that you can see?”

“Really?” He hurriedly wiped his sister’s blood-stained face with his sleeves, and he was surprised and delighted to see the eyes that had lost their light for a long time regain their brightness.

When he recovered from his ecstasy, the man who had just sat in front of him was gone.

…

Ye Peitian walked towards the iron shop of Old Guo with his bag on his back.

Qianxun was already standing at the door of the shop, holding her newly acquired long knife and soft armor. 

She waved excitedly to him.

“Wait, wait a minute,” someone called him.

Ye Peitian turned around. Xiao Mu hurriedly chased him, looked at him for a long time, and finally didn’t speak, but bowed deeply to him.

Support us by posting comments or buying Miao a coffee to motivate us for more releases. (●ᴗ●)/

1 KO-FI= 1 EXTRA CHAPTER