Chapter 43:

When Ye Peitian woke up, he found himself lying on a strange bed, a strange bed sheet, and a strange pillow, but there was a familiar person beside him.
He didn’t know how long he hadn’t slept. Since leaving Chihiro and returning to the castle in the desert, he found that he could no longer stand the quiet environment shrouded in memories of the past, alone in the desert at night, night The night was burned by intense thoughts, and it was difficult to sleep.
He rushed back here early in the morning, smelled the familiar smell, heard a voice that made him feel at ease, his whole talent instantly relaxed. He can't even remember when he fell asleep.
There was a knock on the door, and the people beside him moved, got up and touched his head, and lifted the soft quilt to cover him.
"Don't worry, keep sleeping," the man said.
Ye Peitian opened his eyes, and the sunlight passed through the sheet in front of him, allowing him to clearly see the fine and dense cotton texture in front of him. Why is this quilt so soft? The touch on the skin makes him comfortable and nostalgic. He curled up in a small and reassuring space, not wanting to take care of anything outside.
"Chihiro, don't you go hunting for demon today?"
"Don't go, Sister Yan, I have a day off today."
The conversation between Gao Yan and Chu Qianxun came from the door.
Tiancai Ye Pei regained consciousness and knew where he was.
He actually slept on Chihiro's bed in Chihiro's house!
The door of the house was open, and Gao Yan was standing at the door, even though Qianxun reached out and broke the door leaf, blocking the door and blocking her.
Ye Peitian, who was lying in the quilt, blushed instantly, and hid his toes and head exposed outside the quilt into the quilt.
Chu Qianxun's room is very small, and you can see it clearly from the door.
Gao Yan saw the bulging quilt on the bed and the shaggy head that was digging into the quilt. She bit her lip and squinted at Chu Qianxun. Chu Qianxun had a thicker face, he happily sent her out, closed the door, and shut out the lively noise of the yard in the early morning.
She turned around, opened the quilt, and saw the head with red ears and buried her entire face in the pillow. She couldn't help but feel funny.
"You only slept for a few hours. Keep going for a while. I'll get some food."
After Chu Qianxun finished speaking and was about to leave, one hand stretched out from the bedding and took her hand. Ye Peitian's head was placed in the quilt, and he was looking at her with his eyelids slightly down.
The look he had just woke up was a little hazy, his slender eyelashes blinked, did not speak, and held Chu Qianxun not letting go.
He must be embarrassed to say such words, but Chu Qianxun understood it inexplicably. He wants to stay with him for a while.
Ye Peitian left for four or five days, and Starry Night returned, bringing back a pair of black double swords. He was accustomed to using one-handed weapons, and it was self-evident for whom he brought back the double knives.
Because Chu Qianxun was hurt in the battle, this man just kept it in his heart and hurried for four or five days without saying a word. He tired himself like this just to give her a pair of weapons.
Chu Qianxun's heart was a little warm and a little bit sour.
For so many years, she has become accustomed to walking alone in the wind and snow, and has almost forgotten the feeling of being cared for and taken care of by others. This feeling turned out to be so beautiful that her already deserted and cold heart pool was refilled with hot springs.
She suddenly felt that her contribution to Ye Peitian was actually very limited, but this man was returning to herself with wholehearted enthusiasm.
I should really spoil him a little bit more. Chu Qianxun thought so.
She stretched out her hand to open the bedding and lay down on the edge of the bed leaning on Ye Peitian.
"Go to sleep, I'll accompany you for a while." Both hands were held together in the warm quilt.
Ye Peitian moved his head closer to the person who made him most reassuring in the world, and quickly closed his eyes again. In his sleep, a soft hand stretched out and encircled him in a warm embrace. He couldn't help but curled up, leaning against the warmth again and again between half asleep and half awake.
"Chihiro. Chihiro." He whispered the person's name in his dream.
In a daze, the man dropped a warm kiss on his forehead and stretched out his hand to slowly pat his back.
The tight muscles all over his body relaxed, and the line of defense in his heart collapsed. Ye Peitian soaked in the tenderness that made him nostalgic, and fell into a peaceful sleep.
...
In the Kylin base, the members of the mercenary group huddled together, looking at Yu Tiancheng lying on the hospital bed, some of them couldn't believe the facts before them.
Yu Tiancheng's face was pale and weak, but compared with the appearance of a big hole in his chest a few days ago and he vomiting blood, it was many times better, and he finally took his life happily. The exaggerated blood hole in his chest was magically healed, and it was tightly wrapped with a white bandage.
"I still can't believe it is true. That Ye Peitian cured Tiancheng like this? I always thought he must have some conspiracy." said a young player.
"Me too. When I went to his castle to replace people with magic weapons with the deputy, I was ready to go to death. Who knows that nothing happened in the end. People took the magic weapons and kicked us out. I am blinded in vain. My nervousness is half-dead." Fire Saint Akai said with emotion.
"Brother Kai, tell us quickly, what does that yellow sand castle look like? Is it both ghastly and terrifying?"
"What nonsense, I said you should go and see it together. They are Emperor Huangsha, so the castle is magnificent and magnificent, and the castle is so big, he will live alone. Sleep in this room today, and sleep there tomorrow The rooms are not repetitive all year round. The floors in the castle are all paved with gold, and the walls are inlaid with bright night pearls..."
Lying on the bed, Yu Tiancheng coughed softly twice, preventing Akai's nonsense and nonsense.
"Everyone says that Ye Peitian is an indifferent murderous madman." Yu Tiancheng's voice was weak, but his spirit was excited. He couldn't help but talk to his comrades about the experience of being imprisoned in Huangsha Castle, "contact him After that, I discovered that these may be prejudices."
After spending a few days in the legendary magic cave, he finally returned to his partner, giving him a sense of happiness after the disaster.
"Tiancheng, Ye Peitian really didn't embarrass you, so he still uses his... to treat you?"
Yu Tiancheng lowered his eyelashes and acquiesced to this statement, "His flesh and blood can bring people back to life. This is the reason why he was forced to become a demon."
The size of the Qilin is less than that, almost equivalent to the corps station of the Qilin mercenary group.
Inside the base, there is a vast cemetery. Under those dense tombstones, countless members of the Kirin Corps who have died over the years are buried.
Xin Ziming stood alone in front of a tombstone with a bunch of flowers in his hands.
Buried here is the true head of Qilin and his best friend.
At the early stage of the arrival of the magic seed, everyone in the team was not at a high level. Under the leadership of the group leader Feng Chengyu, they went to hunt the demon in Gourd Town near the base. That time they met a speed saint with an improper mind. Under the man's weeping and bitter pleading, Xin Ziming felt soft and didn't hurt the killer, but expelled him from a distance.
Then they accidentally found a high-level fallen man in the shape of a centaur in the depths of the town. After an extremely difficult battle, the entire team was exhausted and scarred, and when they were about to win, the speed saint he let off attracted a large number of monsters.
He attracted a large number of monsters in an attempt to kill these innocent people, but only to fight for that rare monster.
Standing in front of the tombstone, Xin Ziming touched the black scale armor hanging on his neck.
Recalling the last moment, at that desperate moment, facing the swarming monsters, the head Feng Chengyu stuffed him and the two seriously injured players into a narrow gap. Casting his own powers turned the whole body into scales and blocked the entrance of the gap.
"Since you know, I will leave it to you my brothers from now on. It's not easy to be the head of the team, it's hard work...you."
This was the last word Feng Chengyu said to him. The man's abilities did not dissipate after death. With his flesh and blood body covered in black scale armor, he just sealed a small piece of living space for them.
When Ye Peitian appeared on the edge of the battlefield, Xin Ziming once thought that he was going to experience the grief of being robbed of the Demon Seed and his companion being killed again. But the demons in that person's population are much better than those who claim to be saints and the morals. He had embarrassed him several times, but he didn't mind letting go.
"Head, since you left, I no longer have any hope for humanity. Unexpectedly, it is the human demon, let me see the shadow of you."
"If it weren't for the immortal, fools like you, I guess they wouldn't be able to live long in this age."
Xin Ziming bent down and placed the flowers in his hand on the altar in front of the tombstone.
...
Ye Peitian slept three rods in the sun this night, and Chu Qianxun packed up a table of food and shook him from his sweet sleep.
His hair came out of the bedding with messy hair, and before he was too cramped, Chu Qianxun bent over and lifted his forehead, giving him a good morning kiss.
"Hungry? Get up and eat something."
After several days of hard work and lovesickness, all precipitated at this moment and turned into wine, poured into Ye Peitian's internal organs, which made him somewhat intoxicated.
He got out of the bed, opened his backpack, took out a pair of close-fitting soft armor made of thin black scale armor, together with the dumb black double knives, and held it in front of his sweetheart.
"Really it was for me?" Chu Qianxun smiled and took it, and with a swish, he pulled out the blade.
The pure black blade is dull in color, simple in shape, and inconspicuous, unlike a weapon forged with a high-level demon body. But Chu Qianxun held them in his hands, but was able to faintly perceive the magic weapon in his hand containing a powerful force about to move.
The armor is thin and dexterous to the touch. The black scales are arranged closely together, which can protect the vital parts of the body when worn next to the body without affecting the wearer's actions. Chu Qianxun's fingers displayed a sharp blade, pierced through the air with a small soft noise, bounced on the armor piece, and flew out of the window. Cut off the crown of a big tree in the distance. But looking down at the dim nail in his hand, there was no trace of damage.
Chu Qianxun was secretly surprised in her heart. Her fingers lightly tried on the black blade, but the dull thin blade cut her skin silently.
A drop of blood fell on the knife and was absorbed by the black blade.
"So sharp? What level of demon body is it made?" Chu Qianxun looked at the fingers that were bleeding after being cut in surprise. She is a fifth-order saint, and the skin's toughness is not comparable to that of ordinary humans. The weapon could scratch her finger when it was touched lightly, which really surprised her.
Ye Peitian pulled her finger over and put it in his own mouth.
"Tenth-order monsters have their own bleeding effect, you should be careful with them." He said vaguely.
Jiang Xiaojie, the strongest powerhouse in Spring City, is now the eighth-order saint in the city.
The ninth order, the highest known to mankind, is rare in number. Ye Peitian got her a weapon and armor made by a Tier 10 demon.
Chu Qianxun suddenly had a sense of unreality that he did not pick up a little pitiful that no one wanted, but came to a certain big money.