The flame gradually moved closer. It was a woman with a slim figure and a short braid. Judging from the sensitivity of her movement, she was just a very weak low-level saint.

The man approached carefully, and his clear eyes reflected the light of flames in the night, with a cautious look at Ye Peitian who was in a pool of blood.

Ye Peitian felt a sense of humiliation, he turned his face away,

It seems that his reputation is not strong enough. Even such a weak ant dares to covet his flesh and blood while he is weak.

The woman seemed to hesitate for a long time, inserted the torch in her hand to the ground, took out a jar from her backpack, and squatted down beside him.

"Sorry, I have been looking for it in North Town for a long time, but I haven't bought that... potion. My friend is about to die, sorry."

She apologized in a low voice and carefully took a can of blood from Ye Peitian's bleeding wound.

But it is another villain who is slogan of righteousness and performs despicable things. When he can move, he will immediately kill you.

Ye Peitian sneered in his heart.

Chu Qianxun put the bottle cap on her back and stood up. She looked at the person soaked in the dirty blood with a complicated expression.

She searched in Beizhen for a long time and couldn't find the holy medicine she wanted, so she had to venture to come to this battlefield to try her luck. She was lucky, but for some reason, her heart felt a pain that made her almost suffocate.

The man lying in a pool of blood, his slightly curly short hair was stained with blood, covering his eyebrows and eyes in a mess.

The eyes that emerged from the messy hair were dead silent, cold, as sharp as a knife.

Ye Peitian, who is in another world, has a pure and gentle look in his eyes, and always has a few stars.

Although they have exactly the same face, they are two completely different people.

Chu Qianxun knew that the man in front of him hated this world and hated everyone, including himself. For Gao Yan, he also did what he hated the most.

After five years of hard work in such a cruel era, Chu Qianxun's heart has been trained to be hard and cold. She is confident that she can do anything cruel to her needs like other people living in this era.

She gritted her teeth, bent down and reached for the torch on the ground, ready to leave.

The man's eyes almost stuck to the flames in her hands.

By the way, Ye Peitian was afraid of the darkness. Chu Qianxun thought about it.

When the demon seed arrived, he was locked in a dark warehouse by his parents and was with monsters for three months before he was discovered. I guess his dark phobia was even more serious than him in another world.

At this moment, he didn't say a word, but just stared at the torch in Chu Qianxun's hand with his eyes.

Chu Qianxun's heart, like ice, was cut into a hole by that look. The scorching and hot magma came out of the hole and rolled a few times on the ice field in her heart, making her sour and painful.

***

Ye Peitian looked at the little bit of light in the night with nostalgia.

The woman stretched out her hand and held the torch. Ye Peitian knew that this person was leaving. She would take away this only light and let herself fall into the darkness again.

He even began to hope that the other party would take more of his flesh and blood and stay for a while, no matter what the person wanted to take away, as long as she could leave this bright light to herself.

He doesn't want to be left in the darkness.

But his thoughts are irrelevant, and no one in the world has ever cared about his thoughts.

The hand holding the torch in the dark seemed to hear the sound in his heart, and suddenly stopped. The hand tightened and loosened several times.

The sound of clothes tilting out in the air, and a thick coat, covered with a full body temperature, was covered with his body.

It's very cold in late autumn.

The blood in Ye Peitian's body had almost dried up, and it was so cold that it was almost numb.

The hot temperature did not give him a chance to resist, instantly wrapped around his frozen body, and quickly drilled in from his shoulders, neck, cervical spine, abdomen... from every inch of his exposed skin, and unexpectedly penetrated into his empty hole, where he stormed a few turns.

The woman didn't give up yet, reached around his shoulder, carefully avoided his broken arm, and hugged him from the pool of blood.

Chu Qianxun was surprised when he picked up Ye Peitian.

Too thin.

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, and the shoulder blades behind her hit her arms. The white neck leaning against her shoulders pulsating with blue blood vessels, and the collarbone underneath was protruding and conspicuous.

The famous Ye Peitian should not be short of food, so why did he lose himself like this?

After the advancement, as the level of the saint increases, various body functions will be comprehensively improved. Whether it is speed or strength, various functions in the whole body will be comprehensively improved.

The fourth-level Chu Qianxun picked up Ye Peitian without affecting his actions at all.

She quickly left the place and turned to enter the jungle on the edge of the battlefield.

Ye Peitian's ears were whistling wind. The woman holding him was a wind-type saint, and the level was very low. However, he could also use the wind power to accelerate his movements. When he ran, he jumped high in the air along the wind power, and he felt a sense of pursing the wind forward.

This woman may have been reluctant to get only a little bit in the end and decided to take her whole body away.

But she was not like those people before, tied herself up and dragged her away, but with a little care, she avoided all her serious wounds, wrapped him in a warm coat, and hugged her little wings in her arms.

Ye Peitian lives in a divorced and reorganized family. His father has not been concerned about him since he was a child, and his stepmother is very cold to him. In his memory of childhood, he has never been held in such a shameful posture.

The jungle was so thick that he could not be dissolved. He was captured by the darkness, like a drowning person who had sunk into the abyss, unable to independently stiffen his whole body and could hardly breathe. He used all his strength to force himself not to tremble too violently, so as not to be discovered by the woman holding him.

Ye Peitian can be chased by the world and scolded by the world, but he will never show his weak side and be ridiculed and sympathized by others.

Fortunately, this person leaned his head against her shoulder, and the temperature of the human body came from the contact surface of the skin. Ye Peitian could even clearly hear her heartbeat that was getting strong because of running.

This made him feel a little better because he knew he was not the only living human in the darkness.

Chu Qianxun ran very fast, ran a long way, and ran all the way from Beizhen back to the vicinity of Chuncheng.

She was a little anxious. She stayed in Beizhen for too long and had not been able to buy the legendary potion. In the end, she had to take the risk to find Ye Peitian himself and get a "healing medicine" from him regardless of his wishes.

Despite this, time had been delayed for too long. She was worried that when she went back, only Gao Yan's cold body was waiting for her.

Chu Qianxun found an abandoned building in the wilderness outside the base. After the arrival of the demon species, the plants on the earth seemed to be nourished by monsters and grew rapidly with unusually vigorous vitality. To this day, it has almost covered most of the traces left by humans in the Golden Age.

The small building has also been covered with green vines.

Chu Qianxun pushed away the green vines and crawled in. He carefully placed Ye Peitian on the ground.

The man in her arms maintained a completely stiff position, motionless and silent.

"Wait a minute," Chu Qianxun said, pulling out a night light from his backpack and turning off the switch on the base.

The soft light poured out in an instant, driving away the darkness in the house.

This is just a cheap plastic product that is not much bigger than a table tennis ball. The monotonous shell is a little aging. In the golden age, such a small lamp was only sold for one yuan on street stalls, but it is not easy to get. It is very practical and can be bright for a long time. Chu Qianxun cherishes it on weekdays.

At this moment, she took it out, lit it, and gently placed it in front of Ye Peitian.

The man lying on the ground seemed like a drowning person who could suddenly breathe. He opened his mouth and gasped for a few times, and his stiff body obviously relaxed.

Chu Qianxun took out his kettle and the only dry food he carried, opened the lid and packaged it, and placed it in front of Ye Peitian with the night lamp.

"Sorry. I have to leave." she said.

Before lifting up the dense vines to get out, Chu Qianxun looked back again.

The figure lay motionless on the ground, but his eyes were open, and his eyes were always on the light that was slightly glowing.ぷ999小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小

His eyes reflected in the tiny lights, and he looked less dead and more like Chu Qianxun’s memory.
Chapter completed!