Let the Villain Go

Above the hill, Kong Haobo and several members were hidden in the dense forest, watching a battle from a distance.

There, a canopy fell down, and a cloud of dust rose from the dense shrubbery. A young female saint was fighting alone with a half-skeletal demon. On the edge of the battlefield, stood a young man holding a long sword with a silver mask.

“Isn’t that the girl Sir Kong knows? What was her name, Qianxun?”

“In Baima Town, I’ve seen her fight against demons. She has good skills. Although her rank isn’t high, her fighting consciousness and knife skills are good. Sir Kong, what level do you think she is?”

“She…” Kong Haobo gaped. He realized that when the girl said she was only second order, it was just a defense against strangers.

“She is probably fifth-order, but she has a very good understanding and control of wind power. It’s really rare among the warriors of her rank,” a seventh-order wind saint in the team said.

“If she could rise in rank, she will be a powerful warrior.”

Holding a double-edged blade, Chu Qianxun faced the demon in front of her who was several times her size. The demon’s rank was one stage higher than hers, and the battle was very dangerous.

All the cells in her whole body were activated and ignited in such a life-and-death struggle. Fear stimulated her adrenaline release and the pain made her more excited.

She felt that she gradually entered a very mysterious state. Around the skin, almost every pore could perceive the subtle air flow in the air. If she could capture, control these airflows, she could manipulate and control the wind to make them her most powerful weapons.

Throughout the sky was the demon’s huge and dull face. Dozens of small but powerful wind blades like silver butterflies lingered around the demon, and the decaying skin of the demon splashed everywhere.

The demon raised a large, festering hand, trying to swing away the wind blades that were constantly cutting its body.

Chu Qianxun jumped in the air, and a broad wind blade up to more than ten meters carrying the thunder, leaving smoke and dust all the way, went straight to the demon. A knife cut the pale demon in two. The demon’s body split in the middle, and the huge wind blade wasn’t cast off. It cut off the crown of the demon all the way up then it disappeared into the sky.

Chu Qianxun came to the ground. Her arm was trembling faintly, and there was a sense of exhaustion as if she was near her limit.

But she couldn’t breathe a sigh of relief.

Numerous slimy threads were formed between the demon body that had been split into two. As if glued together, the split demon body stood up again and was close together.

The demon was divided to both sides, and the dull eyes rolled around and moved again. With several decaying arms, it rumbled from high up to Chu Qianxun.

Ye Peitian drew out the long blade in his arms. The blade was blue like a gentle lake water, but a long red scarlet was smeared at the handle. It was a weapon that Qianxun specially created for him. Although his rank order was particularly high, he always cherished it.

He threw his long blade into the battlefield.

Chu Qianxun stretched out her hand to stop him, “No, this is my fight, don’t interfere.”

In that long dream, she watched countless battles. She knew what kind of effort each successful strongman had ever made.

She also knew how much she might grow.

Only experiencing life and death situations would be the best way to break through her boundaries.

She, Chu Qianxun, would one day be able to return to that peak.

Ye Peitian stopped. Although he was worried, he respected Qianxun’s ideas and understood her will to strengthen.

He looked at the person who fought the enemy without hesitation. Faced with a powerful demon, her figure sprinted, flew, and she raised her sword.

Her eyes flashed with excitement. She was enjoying the passion of fighting. The burning blood splashed in the air, and the crystal sweat flowed into her neck along her flushed cheeks.

Ye Peitian’s heart was both sad and joyful.

Although Qianxun wasn’t as good as him, Ye Peitian always felt that she was more powerful from the inside out than him in battle.

Qianxun was undoubtedly gentle. She was gentle and considerate, she gently soothed his sore heart.

Qianxun was powerful. She was beautiful and powerful, and her cool posture on the battlefield attracted him.

There was an inexplicable heat in Ye Peitian’s body.

His gaze followed the figure on the battlefield. He remembered that day he had been pressed on the bed by this girl and was kissed.

He remembered the absurd dream he had.

If Qianxun really wanted to do it, he was willing.

He restrained himself and dared not think further.

Seeing the girl on the battlefield injured and bleeding but still fighting hard, Kong Haobo grabbed the hilt and stood up.

The gray-haired middle-aged man beside him grabbed his shoulders and shook his head, “She still has the energy to fight and her companion didn’t interfere yet. It would be considered impolite for you to intervene in other people’s battles like this. They may even mistake that we are trying to rob the demon.”

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Miao sees her weight 

Idi: U gained weight, u need a diet to lose it.

Miao: (sad music) A diet? 

Idi: No kofi for u? 

Miao: (sadder music) Really? 

*Idi nods* (it’s all for me) 

Miao sees idi’s inner thoughts …. 

(Saddest music) 

SNAP Miao: (U CAN’T FOOL MIAO) 

Idi: okay u can exercise and lose the gained weight.

Miao: (stretches) I’ll just poop out the gained weight

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