The firelight gradually moved closer. It was a woman with a slender body and short braids. Judging from the sensitivity of her actions, she was just a very weak and low-level saint.
The man approached cautiously, a pair of clear eyes in the night reflecting the brilliance of the flames, with a cautious look up and down Ye Peitian, who was devastated in a pool of blood.
Ye Peitian felt a kind of humiliation, he turned his face away,
It seems that his prestige is not strong enough, even such a weak ant dares to take advantage of his weakness to covet his flesh and blood.
The woman seemed to hesitate for a long time, put the torch in her hand on the ground, pulled out a jar from her backpack, and squatted beside him.
"Sorry, I've been searching in Beizhen for a long time, but I can't find that... potion. My friend is going to die soon, sorry."
She apologized in a low voice and carefully took a jar of blood from Ye Peitian's bleeding wound.
However, it is another villain who is slogan of righteousness and doing despicable things. When he can move, he will kill you immediately.
Ye Peitian sneered in his heart.
Chu Qianxun put the bottle cap on and stood up. She looked at the man soaked in blood with a complicated expression.
She searched for a long time in Beizhen, but couldn't find the holy medicine she wanted, so she had to venture to this battlefield to try her luck. She was lucky, but for some reason, her heart felt a pain that almost suffocated her.
The man lying in a pool of blood had his short curly hair stained with blood, and his eyebrows and eyes were messily covered.
The eyes from the messy hair are dead, cold, and sharp as a knife.
In another world, Ye Peitian's eyes are pure and gentle, always flickering with a little starlight.
Although they have the same face, they are two completely different people.
Chu Qianxun knew that the man in front of him hated the world and everyone, including himself. For Gao Yan's sake, he also did what he hated the most.
After struggling for five years in such a cruel era, Chu Qianxun's heart has long been tempered hard and cold, and she is confident that she can do whatever cruelty is for her needs, just like other people living in this era. thing.
She gritted her teeth, bent down and reached for the torches on the ground, ready to leave.
The man's eyes were almost glued to the flame in her hand.
By the way, Ye Peitian is afraid of the dark. Chu Qianxun thought about it.
At the beginning of the arrival of the Demon Seed, he was locked in a dark warehouse by his parents, and he was in the company of monsters. It took three months for him to be discovered. Presumably his dark phobia is more serious than that of him in another world.
At this moment, he didn't say a word, just stared at the torch in Chu Qianxun's hand.
Chu Qianxun's ice-like heart was cut open by that look, and hot magma poured out from the opening, rolling on the ice field in her heart a few times, making her sour and painful.
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Ye Peitian looked at the little bit of light in the dark night with nostalgia.
The woman's hand reached down and held the torch. Ye Peitian knew that this person was leaving, and she would take away the only light and plunge herself into darkness again.
He even began to hope that the other party would take more of his own flesh and blood and stay for a while longer, no matter what the person wanted to take away, as long as she could keep this bright light for herself.
He didn't want to be left in the dark.
But his thoughts don't matter, no one in this world ever cares what he thinks.
In the dark night, the hand holding the torch seemed to hear the voice in his heart, and suddenly stopped, the hand clenched and loosened several times.
There was a sound of clothes flipping in the air, and a thick coat, full of body temperature, was draped over him.
Late autumn nights are cold,
Ye Peitian's whole body was almost drained of blood, and the cold was almost numb.
The scorching heat didn't give him a chance to resist, and instantly wrapped his frozen body, from his shoulders, neck, cervical spine, abdomen... From every inch of his exposed skin, he quickly got in, and he was caught off guard. Entering him empty into a hole in the heart, where he played a few reckless turns.
The woman didn't give up, she stretched out her hand around his shoulder, carefully avoiding his broken arm, and picked him up from the pool of blood.
Chu Qianxun was taken aback when he picked up Ye Peitian.
too skinny.
This was her first feeling, she couldn't feel the weight that an adult man should have.
The waist that was held in her arms was too slender, the shoulder blades behind her reached her arms, the white neck leaning against her shoulders was pulsing with blue blood vessels, and the clavicle under it was prominent and conspicuous.
Ye Peitian, who is famous and famous, should not be short of food, why did he thin himself like this.
The saints after entering the step, with the increase of the level, the various body functions will be fully improved, whether it is speed or strength, the various functions of the whole body will be fully improved.
Fourth-rank Chu Qianxun hugged Ye Peitian without affecting his actions at all.
She quickly left the place, turned and burrowed into the jungle on the edge of the battlefield.
Ye Peitian's ears were whirring. The woman holding him is a wind-type saint with a very low level. However, you can also use the wind to speed up your actions. When running, you can jump high in the air along the wind, and there is a kind of pleasure in riding the wind.
This woman may not be reconciled to only get a little bit in the end, and decides to take her whole person away.
But she was not like those people before, who tied herself up and dragged her to run away, but with a little care, she avoided all her serious wounds, and wrapped him in a warm coat with little wings. hold in his arms.
Ye Peitian lives in a divorced and reorganized family. Since he was a child, his father did not care much about him, and his stepmother was also very indifferent to him. In his childhood memories, it seems that he has never been held in such a shameful posture.
The jungle was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved. He was captured by the darkness, like a drowning person who sank into the abyss. He couldn't help but stiffen his entire body and could barely breathe. He used all his strength to force himself not to tremble too violently, lest the woman holding him find his weakness.
He, Ye Peitian, can be chased and killed by the world and reviled by the world, but he never wants to show his weak side and be ridiculed and pitied by others.
Fortunately, this person leaned his head on her shoulder, and the temperature of the human body came from the contact surface of the skin, and Ye Peitian could even clearly hear her heartbeat that was strong because of running.
It made him feel slightly better because he knew he wasn't the only human being alive in the dark.
Chu Qianxun ran very fast and ran a long distance, all the way from Beizhen to the vicinity of Spring City.
She was a little anxious in her heart. She stayed in Beizhen for too long and was unable to buy the legendary potion. In the end, she had to take a risk, find Ye Peitian himself, and get a "healing medicine" directly from him regardless of his wishes.
Even so, the time had been delayed for too long, and she was worried that when she went back, only Gao Yan's icy corpse was waiting for her.
Chu Qianxun found an abandoned building in the wilderness outside the base. After the arrival of the Demon Seed, the plants on the earth seemed to be nourished by the monsters and grew rapidly with abnormal vitality. Today, they have almost covered most of the traces left by humans in the Golden Age.
This small building has also been tightly covered by green vines.
Chu Qianxun pushed aside the green vines and got in. Put Ye Peitian carefully on the ground.
The man in her arms maintained a completely rigid posture, motionless and silent.
"Wait a minute." Chu Qianxun said, pulling out a small night light from his backpack and flipping the switch on the base.
The soft dim light poured out in an instant, driving out the darkness in the room.
It's just a cheap piece of plastic not much bigger than a ping-pong ball, and the drab casing is a little bit old. In the golden age, such a small lamp was only sold for one yuan apiece at a street stall, but it was not easy to obtain. It was very practical and could be lit for a long time. Chu Qianxun cherished it on weekdays.
At this moment, she took it out, lit it, and placed it gently in front of Ye Peitian.
The man lying on the ground was like a drowning man who was suddenly able to breathe. He opened his mouth and gasped for a few breaths, and his stiff body was obviously relaxed.
Chu Qianxun took out his water bottle and the only dry food he carried, opened the lid and package, and placed it in front of Ye Peitian together with the night light.
"Sorry. I have to go," she said.
Before raising the dense vines and preparing to drill out, Chu Qianxun glanced back again.
The figure lay motionless on the ground, but his eyes were open, and his eyes kept falling on the small light that was glowing slightly.
His eyes were reflected in the shredded lights, and he no longer seemed so lifeless, and had the appearance that Chu Qianxun remembered.