Let the Villain Go

Chapter 41

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Chu Qianxun suddenly remembered a big dog raised at home when he was a child, and he always likes to lick her on the ground, just like Ye Peitian is now.

"Okay, okay, I'm so itchy." Chu Qianxun struggled with a smile.

However, Ye Peitian imprisoned her and refused to let go. Her lips were hot, her tongue was soft and moist, and her increasingly hot breath hit Chu Qianxun's cheeks and behind her ears.

The scorching hot touch climbed up her neck all the way along the base of her ears,

The worst thing was that Chu Qianxun found that a strange feeling began to rise in her heart, it was crisp, numb, sour and swollen, making her almost unable to exert her strength.

If the man wanted to go further, she was willing too. Chu Qianxun thought so, although she prefers to take the initiative on her own.

Ye Peitian's hot kiss suddenly stopped.

He raised his arms and looked down at Chu Qianxun's shoulder injury.

Unlike the slight corrosive wound on the skin on the face, it was completely penetrated by the sharp claws of the monster, and there were a few hideous blood holes on the slender and small shoulders, which were only covered with a bandage. Clothes stuck.

Chu Qianxun couldn't see Ye Peitian's facial expression, only the lips under the silver mask were pursed tightly for a long time.

Ye Peitian pulled out a dagger he carried with him, carefully cut the clothes on Chu Qianxun's shoulders, and carefully uncovered the blood-soaked cloth.

Then he didn't care about reaching out and grabbed the sharp blade of Xue Liang, and pulled the blade from the palm of his hand fiercely.

Chu Qianxun was taken aback and wanted to sit up from the ground, but Ye Peitian pressed him down. Warm hands pressed her cheeks and side neck, her strong and powerful body imprisoned her body. Let her move, the bloody palm carefully supported her shoulder and began to deal with her wound.

For the first time, Chu Qianxun clearly realized how huge the gap in strength between this man and himself was.

She had to lie on the ground and let Ye Peitian carefully apply a layer of "special medicine" to her wound, and then bandage it tightly.

"Ah, the effect is really good, it doesn't seem to hurt much anymore."

After treating the wound, Chu Qianxun sat up and gently moved his shoulders, which were covered with snow-white gauze.

She pulled up Ye Peitian's bloody palm and looked back and forth, only to see a bone-deep hole in the palm and four fingers.

"Why do you draw so deeply? It hurts to see it."

Ye Peitian turned his head, his jaw was stretched with blue veins, and he opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't speak.

Chu Qianxun sat cross-legged on the ground, with his elbows drooping on his knees, he apologized to Ye Peitian in a good-natured manner, "I'm sorry, I know it hurts you too. I will be more careful in the future."

How could this man be angry with himself

He is very cute when he is soft and soft, and it seems more interesting to have a small temper. If it wasn't for seeing him hurt for himself, Chu Qianxun couldn't help but want to tease this angry man again.

Ye Peitian picked up the sparerib soup on the table, raised his spoon and scraped it along the edge of the bowl.

"No need," Chu Qianxun stretched out his hand to pick it up a little embarrassedly, "I still have a good hand."

Ye Peitian raised the bowl and avoided her hand,

"You were like that when I was hurt." His voice was a little hoarse.

Only then did Chu Qianxun know that this man was really suffering. She put away her giggling attitude, not expecting that her injury, which was not too serious, would make him sad.

So Chu Qianxun's heart softened, and he took care of her at Ye Peitian's will.

Ye Peitian took care of her after dinner, called warm water again, twisted the towel, held her face and hands, and wiped the dust off her hands and face carefully.

Chu Qianxun sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the busy head with its head lowered in front of him, and wanted to do something wrong. With a sudden force, she twisted Ye Peitian's hand and pressed his backhand on the bed.

Ye Peitian wanted to struggle, but Chu Qianxun bit his ear against his back, "Don't move, my hand hurts."

As expected, he didn't dare to move, and just lay down obediently, letting Chu Qianxun bite and lick the tips of his red ears from behind.

Gao Yan had just returned to the house when she heard the depressed and hoarse voice of a man next door coming from the thin wall.

"Don't… don't do this."

Then Chu Qianxun came over with a playful voice, "Don't do anything? Tell me."

Then the ping ping and pong knocked over the water basin.

"Damn, dead woman, you started throwing dog food before it got dark." Gao Yan scolded angrily, closed the door and went out again.

Early in the morning, Chu Qianxun and Gao Yan walked downstairs side by side,

"Chihiro, do you want to go out to hunt demons again? You've been working non-stop every day, don't you take a break? The injury isn't healed yet."

"It's been treated, it's fully recovered, and it won't affect the movement." Chu Qianxun turned his shoulders to show Gao Yan, "Are you going, Sister Yan?"

Gao Yan's heart swayed between the high-risk battle and the generous reward, "Where's Lin Fei? Why don't you call him along, he's a sixth-order saint anyway."

"He has his own business, and he will be away for a day or two. Besides, why do we have to take him with us when we hunt demons."

Gao Yan weighed left and right, and finally gritted her teeth, "Okay! I'll go with you."

Just as they were talking, a couple of couples holding hands walked into the door of Tongzilou.

She took the man's arm and stepped into the door, and when she saw Chu Qianxun, she rolled her eyes with a look of disdain on her face.

This woman's name is Xiaojuan, a third-order water element. Unlike Gao Yan's bright and sassy Chu Qianxun, she has a feminine face in the traditional sense, and her life style is relatively open. There are a large number of suitors in the tower.

Earlier, Xiaojuan fell in love with Lin Sheng, who lived in the building. In order to win the man, she even sneaked into the man's room many times at night. Unexpectedly, the inferiority of human beings is particularly prominent in Lin Sheng, but he does not cherish those who are easy to obtain, eating Xiaojuan in the bowl and looking at Chihiro in the pot.

When Chu Qianxun successfully broke through the threshold of the fourth rank, the man impatiently shook off Xiaojuan and pursued Chu Qianxun wholeheartedly. This matter made Xiaojuan lose face greatly, and what made her even more angry was that Chu Qianxun didn't look down on that man Lin Sheng at all.

Today Xiaojuan is holding a team leader of the Red Wolf Mercenary Group, known as Lao Zheng, a sixth-order metal saint. Although he is a little older, he is still an official captain of the corps with a monthly salary. Xiaojuan felt that she was holding a man full of gold in her hand, and she finally won over Chu Qianxun, so when passing by, her nose was not her nose, her eyes were not her eyes, and she glanced at Chu Qianxun, and walked inward with her chin high.

"Wait a minute, isn't this Qianxun?" Lao Zheng next to Xiaojuan suddenly stopped and greeted Chu Qianxun enthusiastically.

Chu Qianxun was a little puzzled. Although they were both members of the Red Wolf, Chu Qianxun had never had any contact with this squad leader, and their friendship was limited to the extent of knowing that there was such a person.

"Team Zheng?"

"Hey, Chihiro. I've been looking for you for the past two days, but I never met you."

Old Zheng had gray hair, and was already a man in his fifties. He was talking to others with the young Xiaojuan in his arms, and he didn't look embarrassed at all.

"Your team unfortunately left a few days ago. I wanted to ask you if you are interested in coming to our team."

"That's right, I'll listen to the arrangement of the head of the regiment." Chu Qianxun replied with a smile, but did not explicitly accept his invitation.

Lao Zheng wanted to try harder.

Xiaojuan tugged at the corner of his clothes and pouted and said: "Let's talk about this kind of thing later, let's go back to other people's house first, the breakfast prepared by them will be cold."

Lao Zheng shook off her hand, put his face down and scolded: "Your man is talking about serious business, why are you interrupting!"

Then he turned to Chu Qianxun and said with a smile, "I haven't been trained yet, I'm ignorant, I'll make you laugh."

Xiaojuan, who was thrown aside, did not dare to speak, clutching the corner of her clothes, her face turned blue and white.

When Lao Zheng and Qianxun spoke, they didn't have the frivolous look they had when they treated him. He looked at Chu Qianxun with eager eyes, not the way a man looked at a woman, but the way a captain looked when he saw the talent he wanted to win over.

He treats Chu Qianxun as a person equal to himself, but treats himself as something that can be vented at will.

Xiaojuan clenched her hand tightly, her body trembling slightly. She was accustomed to the attitude of men towards her. What made her unacceptable was that a woman like her could be treated completely differently by men.

When walking out of the gate of the base, Gao Yan was still smiling,

"Look at you, Juanzi is shaking with anger."

Chu Qianxun pulled out the knife in his hand and walked towards the ruins of tall buildings in front of him.

"Everyone has the right to choose which path to take. Some people are willing to depend on others' charity for their lives, and make their path narrower and narrower, and they can't blame others."

With a flick of her knife, she said this while walking forward.

Gao Yan looked at the back who stepped on the grass and went deep into the battlefield without hesitation. Suddenly, I felt that I wanted to catch up, living a full and free life like Chihiro, not relying on others, and taking charge of my own life and living the life I wanted to live.

In a ruin far from here,

A dark monster stood on the stairs of the building that had collapsed.

It is not tall, similar in appearance to ordinary human males, with a firm body and knotted muscles, but the whole body has a dull and irrelevant matte black, with a long sharp horn protruding from its forehead, and its eyes are cold. No emotional waves.

Compared with those monsters that are often several stories high, this monster is small and compact, and has no deterrent effect.

But at this moment, almost all the masters in the Qilin mercenary group were ambushed around it. Everyone was nervous, staring at the pitch-black monster in front of them, daring not to show any slack.

"Tuanfu, I'm afraid it won't work, Tiancheng can't hold it anymore. The brothers' abilities also cost about the same." A team member couldn't help but speak to Xin Ziming beside him.

Xin Ziming, the head of the unicorn, had a solemn expression. He looked at the battle situation in front of him and thought over and over again in his heart. The most powerful defensive warrior in the corps, Yu Tiancheng, stood in front of the monsters. He was already scarred and could not last any longer. They carefully planned for a long time, and finally surrounded the tenth-order monster in front of them, and paid a heavy price to fight to this level. Do they still have to give up halfway in the end

"Stupid humans, just ants like you are not qualified to ask for my demon seed." The monster's low and strange voice sounded. Its body rattled, and its body changed to grow sharp spikes and scales.

"No, this is its true maddening mode. Yu Tiancheng, retreat!" Xin Ziming shouted.

Yu Tiancheng retreated in response, and Kankan avoided a huge blow from the Demon Seed. The speed of the monster that entered the state of madness nearly doubled, and Yu Tiancheng, who wanted to escape, was pursued by it, and he was injured one after another and could not escape.

The team members around them gave all their abilities to support, and the phantom-like monsters rampaged on the battlefield. In just a few breaths, several lives were harvested and several people were seriously injured.

The battle entered the most dangerous moment.

Suddenly there was a soft sneer from the edge of the battlefield.

This laughter was not deliberately raised, but it was clearly heard by everyone on the battlefield.

They looked up and saw a man sitting quietly on the top of a tall building covered with vines not far away. The man was backed by the bright moon, with long legs hanging leisurely in the air, his chin resting in one hand, and looking down at the battlefield, his slightly curly short hair swayed in the night wind, revealing a face that terrified everyone.

"God, it's a human demon, a human demon Ye Peitian."