Let the Villain Go

Chapter 83

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Zhong Hongfei pulled out the needle on Ye Peitian's arm, stopped the bleeding for him, and subconsciously cleaned it with iodine, only to find that the needle eye on his skin had long since disappeared.

Ye Peitian: "Is the measurement enough?"

Zhong Hongfei glanced at the man in front of him, his face was pale, and the blood on his lips faded, but his back was still sitting straight, his eyes were clear, and he even patted the hand of the girl who was standing beside him. , for comfort.

"This is too much. If it is a normal person, even a saint, this amount of blood loss is enough to die several times." Zhong Hongfei put away his equipment and said, "You need to rest now, I am a doctor, you must listen to me. ."

Ye Peitian looked at the increasing crowd outside the tent.

There was a father who squeezed to the tent with his young child, and knelt down with a plop. The little boy in his arms was unconscious, and a small sharp horn had grown on his forehead.

"Save him, please save my child." The burly and tall father cried with snot and tears on his face.

"Oh, this child is already half-demonized."

"Even if you save your life, I heard that you won't be able to go back."

"Let's leave this to others first. After all, holy blood is also very precious. Ye... Mr. Ye sacrificed a lot."

Many people watched the child and whispered, because considering that Ye Peitian could hear him, some people flattered him by the way.

"No, no, he is my child, no matter what he looks like, he is my son. Please, save him. I can do whatever I want, I kowtow to Emperor Huangsha. ." The man held the child in both hands and kowtowed frantically on the slate floor.

The Blizzard member responsible for maintaining order stepped forward and gave him a diluted dose of medicine. The boy drank the medicine, and his dark complexion gradually returned to normal.

He opened his eyes, reached out and touched the corner of his forehead with a small hand, showing a scared expression, but seeing his father's face full of tears, he didn't care about his fear, and raised his tender little hand to wipe his father's tears.

"Dad, don't cry. Did I turn into a monster that scared you?"

"No, Dad is happy. As long as you live, it's good to live." The boy's father hugged him tightly, leaned on the ground and kowtowed a few times in the direction of the tent.

"Thank you, thank you," he choked out.

The treated patients and their families expressed their gratitude in the direction of the tent. They got their hands and drank the potion in their stomachs, with an alarming light red color. It is not the "Holy Blood" whose ingredients cannot be seen after being refined by God's love, but actually comes from the body of the man sitting in the tent. He is using his own blood to save countless strangers here.

The big screen outside the square is still scrolling and playing all the cruel experiments that God's love has done.

The man who was once named as a man and a demon, sat there, regardless of whether it was high or low, no matter whether it was strong or weak, and gave the real holy blood to them who had never known each other.

It was only then that people remembered how many people who had enjoyed the favor of "Holy Blood" a long time ago, unscrupulously insulted those who provided the Holy Blood in their mouths.

The old man regained his vitality, got up and bowed deeply in the direction of the tent. Middle-aged women carried cooked food, and young children brought a large bouquet of spring flowers, which were brought in by someone from a distance. They are still afraid of the man who used to be known as the devil. But it did not prevent them from expressing their gratitude to their loved ones for being rescued.

More young people joined the ranks of carrying patients and checking water sources. And those saints who have saved their lives from the disease have organized together to start a city-wide search for the culprit who committed such a bad deed.

For many, this may be the first free aid they have received since the Wasteland Age.

Many people in this era no longer believe in the kindness in human nature, and even habitually laugh at kind and selfless people. But at this time, only after receiving help did they understand the value of selflessness. Under the influence of this atmosphere, many people are also willing to make a little effort to help others.

Zhong Hongfei hung a bottle of glucose containing blood iron supplement for Ye Peitian, "You can rest assured. I will arrange medication for emergency patients first according to the situation. If the medicine is not enough later, I will tell you."

On the spot, he diluted the blood twenty times and put it into a potion bottle, lowered the curtain of the tent, nodded to Chu Qianxun, and left the tent with a large amount of potion, so that Ye Peitian could rest peacefully.

Today, most of the medicines produced in the civilized era have passed their shelf life and are hard to find again. Today, even a bottle of ordinary iodine or a basic medicine such as glucose injection is a very rare medicine, but he has no regrets. better treatment.

Zhong Hongfei has done a simple test, and the solubility of the contaminated water sources containing demonic blood is very low. However, experiments have shown that the solubility of the holy blood to cure it can only be diluted to twenty times at most, and if it is diluted further, it will be difficult to achieve an effective therapeutic effect.

It is often easy to inflict malice and unleash destruction, but rescue and repair cost many times over.

Zhong Hongfei walked out of the tent, handed the diluted and dispensed potions to the personnel of the Blizzard mercenary group who were helping to maintain order, and walked to Xin Ziming, who was guarding nearby. As the highest-level healer among the known human beings, he has a wide range of people, and almost no city lord does not know him.

Xin Ziming's eyes were glowing with white light, and the totem of the eyes hanging high above his head slowly turned.

Zhong Hongfei asked: "Have you found it? We must find the culprit. The population of Beizhen is so small, and Ye Pei Tianken happens to sacrifice himself like this. If he changes the base next time, the consequences will be disastrous."

"I can't find it for the time being. He must have known that we would find him after such a big commotion. He has long avoided it." Xin Ziming withdrew his power and put on his glasses, "This person is hard to catch, and there is a person beside him. With a very special space system ability, it can not only sense our arrival, but also have its own space domain."

Jiang Xiaojie, who was beside him, spat on the ground, "I don't want to see this happen again. Let me catch this pervert, and I will crush him to death with my own hands."

"City Lord Xin, City Lord Jiang, Doctor Zhong." A saint ran over panting, "We found a monster with a human face and a bird body in the far north. I'm afraid that the grass will startle the snake, and I want to ask you to help me."

Xin Ziming pondered for a moment, pushed his glasses, and whispered to Jiang Xiaojie, "I'll take a look, you stay here and don't leave without a single step."

Inside the tent, Chu Qianxun looked at Ye Peitian's bloodless face, and his eyes were red with distress.

"I have to catch that bastard," she said.

"You don't have to worry about that. It really doesn't matter to me." Ye Peitian took her hand and dropped a kiss on her forehead.

Chu Qianxun's heart was almost melted by his kiss.

Some people go to decay in the dark, only this man clearly walks through the eternal night, but he is full of light.

The curtain of the tent was lifted by a ray of spring breeze, and it was brought into a room with a bright spring.

In a dim window not far away, a few shadows passed through the gaps in the curtains, looking at the two people in the tent.

"Xin Ziming has left. Ye Peitian is weak, and there is only one woman by his side. If you want to get the holy blood, this is the best chance."

"After entering the account, don't say a word. When my powers bind Ye Peitian, you will immediately take action to subdue him as planned."

"Remember that you can't be merciful at the bottom of your hand, and you are not afraid of how ruthless you can be. That person is a tenth-order immortal."

"Lao Gu, you are responding outside. Once we catch him, we will immediately leave Beizhen and return to Xuyang."

Inside the tent, Ye Peitian was indeed a little tired. He closed his eyes and planned to take a short rest.

Chu Qianxun suddenly became alert and turned his head to take out his sword, "Who is that?"

A few unfamiliar men lifted the curtain of the tent and walked in. The man at the head was burly with a square face. He was in his thirties, with a wide smile on his face. The people behind him were holding snacks and food, and some gift boxes,

"Brother Ye is really working hard. I'm here to condolences and condolences on behalf of everyone."

This person is Wen Tongji, the master of Xuyang City, and he walked towards Ye Peitian with a smile on his face.

Xu Yang is far away from here, and Wen Tongji hasn't made a move in front of people for many years. No one knows a trick he has been hiding all along. As long as he can get close to the enemy within a certain distance, he has plant-based abilities and planted it in his body. The blood vine can instantly burst out from the wrist and plunge into the opponent's body, like a bone gangrene that penetrates into the enemy's flesh and blood, binding the enemy tightly.

No matter how high the level is, it is difficult to break free in a short period of time.

The people who followed him and entered the tent were all carefully selected by him, and they were the top experts who could cooperate with him to display this ability. Arresting Ye Peitian was determined to win.

Others may not have clearly recognized the value of Ye Peitian. As he has been secretly communicating with the Holy Father of God's Love, he knows how much Ye Peitian can bring to him. Seeing that Ye Peitian foolishly put himself in a weak position, he finally couldn't help but urge the president of Creation to attack the blood source provider of the holy blood together.

Very good, Ye Peitian sat up from the reclining chair in surprise, and did not use his yellow sand ability to block himself. Not to mention the woman next to him. That is just a woman of about seventh rank, and it is not enough to be afraid of.

Gu Zhengqing stood at the window of the auditorium, silently watching what was happening in the tent not far away. His heart is tormented at this moment, and the image of creation that he has maintained for a long time may collapse today when he robs Ye Peitian. He is not a person who has no concept of right and wrong, so he will feel pain at this moment.

But the benefits that the Holy Blood can bring are too great, and he too wants to strengthen Chuangshi's strength and make Chuangshi a big guild that truly responds.

Let yourself be able to show your strength in this world, so that your ambitions and ideals can be realized. This is also for the future of all mankind. Gu Zhengqing convinces himself in his heart, what can ordinary people say for a while? This world speaks with fists, and only the strong have the right to speak.

Gu Zhengqing clenched his fist, but it was a personal sacrifice, it was all worth it for the future.

Wen Tongji in the tent continued to smile and approached Ye Peitian. In order to show his sincerity, he didn't even wear a powerful weapon.

No one is embarrassed, and no one has the ability to push away a guest like him with a smile on his face and a gift.

Soon, as long as he takes two more steps, he can touch Ye Peitian's arm. Wen Tongji's mouth showed a sincere smile.

The woman standing beside Ye Peitian suddenly pulled out a water mist gun and shot at them.

What use can a gun do in this day and age? When this thought flashed through Wen Tongji's mind, a large canopy of thin mist was already under the control of the wind, covering him and the people behind him.

Touch, touch, touch a few loud noises.

The busy people looked up, the curtains of the tent were flying, and Wen Tongji, the city lord of Xuyang, and several men were kicked out of the tent mercilessly. The most embarrassing thing is that after they fell to the ground, they couldn't get up. Whether they were stuck on a tree branch with their heads down, or stuck their butts against the corner of the wall, they could only maintain a ridiculous posture and couldn't move.

The saints who were guarding the Xuyang base outside hurried over and helped their city lord up.

Gu Zhengqing, who was watching all this from a distance, was darker than the bottom of the pot for a while. He hesitated for a moment, and finally walked towards the tent with the hands of the people lurking nearby.

The men and horses brought by Wen Tongji were all Xu Yang's elite troops. At this time, the powerful and numerous saints outside the tent had already swarmed up and surrounded the tent.

The tent curtain was lifted, and a woman with a waist and two blades walked out from inside, confronting them with a cold face.

Wen Tongji, who was helped up by his subordinates, was ashamed and angry. He had been sitting aloofly in the position of the city lord for so many years. How could he ever lose such a person. But this woman was using a potion of unknown order, which actually made him unable to move at the eighth order.

He could only scolded: "You crazy woman, I kindly sent someone to visit, how dare you be so unreasonable for no reason!"

Chu Qianxun sneered, if someone else came in, she couldn't judge for a while, but she knew Wen Tongji too well. This is a mercenary real villain. Under such circumstances, Chu Qianxun didn't even have to guess what he wanted to bring someone in to give gifts.

She stretched out her hand to stop Ye Peitian who had just come out, and said loudly: "City Lord Wen, you are too unkind. So many people in Beizhen are sick, and Pei Tian came forward for everyone. You came in quietly to let him and you. Going to Xuyang together, is it reasonable? Have you asked the other city lords here?"

"you!"

Wen Tongji was stunned, almost vomited blood by the woman in front of him.

When did he say such a thing

Although he did think so in his heart, he hadn't said a word yet. The shit pot was buckled by this shameless woman.

"Other city lords also have the same opinion." At this time, the organizer of this meeting, Gu Zhengqing, the president of Creation, led his cronies and walked in from the crowd, "Ye Peitian used to be a murderer, although he did it today. A little bit of good things, I want to change the evil and return to the righteous, but I still can't be reassured. Unless he is under the supervision of me and City Lord Wen. It is also an explanation for everyone. "

After he finished saying these words shamelessly, the saints behind him who were armed with sharp armour gathered fiercely one by one.

Chu Qianxun stood alone at the door, and slowly drew out his black double knives.

"Want to supervise me? It depends on whether you have the ability." A cold and clear voice sounded, Ye Peitian put his chin on Chu Qianxun's shoulder, and a few slender fingers stretched out over Chu Qianxun's shoulder .

The fingers were well-proportioned, excessively pale from the loss of blood. They just snapped their fingers in the air, the sky darkened and the earth shook.

Everyone subconsciously took a half step back. Although they are numerous and powerful, the fear that has been shrouded in the hearts of people and demons for many years cannot be easily dissipated.

The earth swayed again and again, shaking violently in the rumbling roar.

The earth cracked, heads as tall as several floors of buildings rose from the ground, the surrounding land continued to collapse, and huge heads appeared little by little. Climb out of a yellow sand troll as high as a mountain.

This is Ye Peitian's strength.

If you want to catch this man, even in a weak state, he must face such a terrifying battle. Gu Zhengqing and Wen Tongji exchanged glances and saw the helplessness hidden in each other's eyes, but they had no way out.

"I led someone to guard the front to prevent that monster Zhong Lixiao from making trouble. It was our own nest who started the mess first." Jiang Xiaojie led Blizzard's team members to open the curtain of the tent and filed out. He pressed Ye Peitian's shoulder and pushed him back.

"Brother Ye, rest first, I'm suffocating my stomach, let me move my muscles and bones first." Jiang Xiaojie raised his hand without saying a word, and the ice ridges sprinted all the way in the shape of a huge fan. Standing upright, pointing directly at the nose tip of Gu Zhengqing and others. The ice-type saints who had risen to the ninth rank were so cold that they had to take a step back.

"Jiang Xiaojie, you have to think about it. You only have a small Spring City. How can you compete with a guild like me and City Lord Wen that hold more than ten important cities?" Gu Zhengqing's eyes narrowed.

Jiang Xiaojie rubbed his fists loudly: "I never like nonsense. No matter who he is, if I don't like it, he will beat him up. Whoever gets beaten down first will lose. It's useless to talk again."

"For the sake of a human demon, you don't hesitate to ruin the reputation of your entire Blizzard Corps, then you can't blame me." Gu Zhengqing waved, "Do it!"

"Wait a minute." It was Han Youming who stopped in his tracks. He walked over with the people from Winter City and stood beside Jiang Xiaojie, also blocking Ye Peitian's body.

"Brother Han, you can't be fooled by a little favor from the devil. When we catch him, how much holy blood the brothers and sisters need, can't they just take it?" Wen Tongji was anxious.

He was sprayed with the tenth-order Executioner's Tears. After taking a bunch of antidote, he still couldn't move. He was held by his subordinates. It was as embarrassing as it was, but he still couldn't help but let people carry him out to persuade Han Youming, who had been living next to him all the time.

Han Youming sneered, "No more words, I said I owe him a life. Anyone who wants to touch Ye Peitian today must step on my Han Youming's body first."

The Xu Yang saints around Wen Tongji couldn't help but feel a little nervous in their hearts. They live next to each other in the Winter City of Xu Yang and Han Youming. They are most familiar with each other. This Han City Lord rose in the later period, and he was born from the grassroots. He is now desperately trying to stand by Ye Peitian, which makes these old rivals secretly want to retreat.

"You southerners are insidious. We northerners can't stand it. Why do people donate blood to save people in the front, and you all think that you are making yin in the back." Su Wen of the Wind Corps said this. Light. He has a good relationship with Jiang Xiaojie, and has been guarding the border of the northernmost ice field. The soldiers in the team are all five-five and three-bear-like, and they do things and speak with the ease of a man in an extremely cold place. When he stood up, his aura overwhelmed the opponent.

"Why do you want to catch Brother Ye, his blood just saved my mother's life." A boy from Beizhen squeezed into the crowd and threw a stone at Gu Chengqing. The stone missed, and the boy was dragged back hastily by his father. They were just ordinary people and couldn't afford to offend these big men.

"When God loves to bully us people, you don't do anything. When I drink dirty water and turn into a monster, you people who teach or know don't care whether we live or die. I took the blood and used it as medicine to drink it. But you are taking advantage of other people's weakness to come and snatch holy blood! I am an old orphan, and I will fight with you scum today!"

A gray-haired old woman slammed her cane and threw a stone out.

Of course, the stone fell weakly on the way, and it didn't hit Gu Zhengqing and Wen Tongji at all.

But stone after stone smashed out of the crowd.

Gu Zhengqing really couldn't understand. In this bloodthirsty and cruel world, he has climbed to his current position step by step, and he knows the laws of this world of the weak.

But what happened today was beyond his expectations.

Those who stand up against him are all weaker than him.

For a Ye Peitian. Even those people living at the bottom of society who have always been submissive in front of the strong, despite being oppressed, dared to make a sound of resistance. He knew that he should retire, but he was very unwilling.

Until a giant silver eye totem rises into the sky.

Everyone who stood on Gu Zhengqing's side felt a huge pain like a needle stick in their minds. Some low-level ability users can't even resist and fall into a coma on the ground.

This is a spiritual saint who is attacking them.

Xin Ziming, the highest-ranking spiritual saint of mankind, appeared beside Ye Peitian.

Gu Zhengqing had to retreat with someone. When fighting monsters, spiritual saints of the same rank are not as good as combat saints, but in the confrontation between humans, spiritual attacks often have the powerful ability to reverse the situation.

Ye Peitian stood there, staring blankly at the gradually retreating enemy.

These people were wearing bright clothes and bright armor, and under the banner of the Defender of Demons, they had encircled and suppressed him countless times. In the desert and yellow sand, in the Gobi barren mountains, he has always been alone, cold heart, cold blood, turning himself into a demon, and fighting these enemies with fangs and claws.

I don't know when it started, but there is another person by his side. That person is obviously not very strong, but he can always stand firmly by his side like now, supporting him in everything.

Gradually, the number of people around him began to increase.

Xiaojie, Xin Ziming, Blizzard's comrade-in-arms, Qilin's comrade-in-arms, Red Wolf's comrade-in-arms,...

He hadn't even shot, the enemy with claws and claws had already caught their tails and receded like locusts.

When was there so many people standing in front of him,

So many companions stood in front of him, in order to protect him.

From then on, the human demon returns to the human world, and he becomes a real human with lovers, friends, and companions.

He will no longer be alone, because he is guarded by those he loves,

He will become stronger and stronger, in order to protect everything he loves.