Chapter 57:

Thousands of miles of deserted sand dunes, the deathly silence of vitality. The isolated sandcastle in the sand dunes seems fragile and lonely without any defense.
In fact, all the movements on the sandy surface tens of miles around the castle can be clearly perceived by Ye Peitian in the castle. Anyone stepping on this piece of yellow sand is equivalent to entering the attack range of humans and demons. The desert is the world of the Yellow Sand Emperor. Unless there is a large number of people walking with him, few people dare to step on this sand dune alone where Ye Peitian exists.
Ye Peitian had just twisted the Tier 10 Demon Seed, suddenly raised his head in surprise and looked out of the gate.
A wave that he was too familiar with was approaching here quickly and straight.
He was a little hesitant, and more of an uncontrollable surprise.
The man ran all the way, getting closer and closer.
Ye Peitian's heartbeat speeded up, and even his breathing became sweet.
That kind of joy, joy gradually came up, and I couldn't hide it, I couldn't tuck it, it was bursting, overflowing everywhere. Overwhelm all reason and deliberation.
The door of the castle was kicked open with a slam. Chu Qianxun held the door frame with one hand, bent over and panted desperately. The sun shone from behind her, leaving a silhouette staring at Ye Peitian angrily.
Ye Peitian stood up in a daze, opened his mouth slightly, blinked, and could not speak.
Chu Qianxun ran all the way wildly, breathless for a while, but at a glance he saw the magic seed in Ye Peitian's hand, the small crystal that looked like a planet, bright, clear, and the dark inside flowing, beautiful and dazzling Chu Qianxun Hardly dare to judge its rank.
But there was a thud in her heart, and she instantly understood what Ye Peitian wanted to do.
"You..." Chu Qianxun walked to the table and looked at the rare demon seed in his hand with doubts, "Are you planning to advance?"
Ye Peitian turned the magic seed between three slender fingers, put it back on the handkerchief on the table, and nodded by default.
"But why are you avoiding me? You have to know that you secretly do this, in case something happens, I..."
"Qianxun, there are almost no tenth-order saints in this world." Ye Peitian raised his face and looked into Chu Qianxun's eyes. "If I fail, you might not even kill me."
He lowered his eyelashes, "I can't put you in such a danger."
Chu Qianxun stretched out a palm and touched his beautiful face, "Since we met, you have always treated me well and made me enjoy every day. Only once, you have made me so angry. Can't let it go."
"Chihiro, I..."
"In Baima Town, on the day the monsters invaded, I fought for a whole night, finally repelled all the monsters, and returned to Lao Guo's basement with joy to see you." Chu Qianxun's voice was low, but he spoke very well weight,
"Can you imagine my mood at the time? In that dim basement, I walked down the stairs with joy, but suddenly saw a bloodless, lifeless corpse. The cold corpse is the most precious in my heart. People. I thought at the time, when he woke up, I would leave immediately, and I wouldn’t care about this who didn’t even cherish and didn’t discuss anything with me anymore.

She put her hand down and took a step back.
Ye Peitian pulled her back, circled her, and hugged her hard in her arms, almost wishing to rub her whole body into his body.
"No, Chihiro. Don't say that, I can't live without you." His voice was dumb, "I... can't live without you."
The arm full of strength hooped himself so tightly, Chu Qianxun pressed against the strong and generous chest, even through the clothes, he could feel the toughness and temperature of the skin there.
"Pei Tian, ​​I understand your intentions. But I may not have told you that I am the same as you." She closed her eyes and stretched out her hand around Ye Peitian's tight waist, "Neither can I lose you. ."
I don't know how long it took, Ye Peitian's moist breath blew on her shoulders and let out a soft voice: "Yeah."
"We still have a long way to go and we will encounter many things. I may also be scared and sometimes timid, but I hope to face everything with you. Although I am not as strong as you, I I don’t like that kind of compulsion to do me well, and I don’t want to be someone who is deprived of the right to choose and stays behind."
Chu Qianxun patted his back lightly, "Can you promise me?"
"I'm not strong." Ye Peitian's head lifted from Chu Qianxun's shoulders, "There are many people in this world who fear me, fearing my external ability. In fact, before meeting you, I only But a cowardly person."
He stretched out his hand to caress the temples beside Chu Qianxun's ears cherishedly, scatter them, drive off the sand on them, raised his hand and lifted a strand to kiss his lips.
"I used to fight desperately with monsters, devouring the demon seed to upgrade my level. I made myself the emperor of the Yellow Sand that everyone feared. No one knew that it was just because I was afraid, afraid of all the people in this world and their maliciousness. I just want to use a strong body to hide my weakness."
"Until I met you, I gradually had a heart that belongs to the strong." He looked at Chu Qianxun's eyes, and seemed to have made a lot of determination, "I'm sorry Chihiro, I promise you, never like this again. Up."
"Please be my guardian. For you and myself, I will succeed."
Chu Qianxun's eyes lit up. This is her man, handsome and confident, strong and gentle. It's so fascinating.
She slowly moved closer, bit her lower lip, and brought herself a warm gaze, moving from the Adam's apple down to the tight waist, all the way to the body leaning on the edge of the table, and hitting her straight slender legs. A turn.
As she wished, she noticed that the person tightened herself in her sight.
She is like an agile cheetah, hunting her own food on the small square table, and she is firmly imprisoned and will not let go.
A wisp of yellow sand rolled across the ground happily, quietly closing the gates of the castle and the wide windows.
Time lost the meaning of measurement at this moment, until the other party was moved and fell deeply into it, Chu Qianxun raised his head in the dim and unclear light, and ended this distracted kiss.
Ye Peitian sighed dissatisfiedly, reaching out to pull her back.
"This is as a punishment for leaving without saying goodbye. I owe it first." Chu Qianxun lightly bowed his head and pecked the person's spring-stained eyebrows, and whispered in his flushed ears, "Wait for you to advance successfully. , And give you the rest."
There are some things, no matter how sensible you think about it, how frankly you say it, only when you really experience it personally, you know the hardship and suffering.
Ye Peitian on the bed arched his back, curled up, making a sound. The clothes on his back were torn apart, the shoulder blades on his back continued to bulge and put away a pair of black protrusions, a small pitch-black corner protruded from the center of the eyebrows, and the neck began to turn densely with black scales.
Chu Qianxun sat on the windowsill, holding his knife in silence. Watching his beloved struggling on the edge of life and death.
At this moment, she truly realized the pain that Ye Peitian suffered when guarding her advancement. I want to replace it with my own body, but after all I can only endure helplessly.
At dawn, Ye Peitian woke up in the first rays of light breaking through the darkness.
With a thin blanket over his body, he got out of it and saw the man guarding the bed.
"Wake up?" The man touched his head, "I'm all in sweat. I have boiled hot water. Do you want to take a bath?"
Under the lead of the man, he was placed in a bathtub with pleasant water temperature, a pair of soft hands stretched out to massage his head, rubbed soap bubbles on his head, and rinsed his sweaty hair.
"Qianxun," Ye Peitian lay on his back in the bathtub, with his head resting on Chu Qianxun's hands. The warm water vapor and fragrant bath shampoo relaxed his newly reborn body. His complexion was reddish, and he couldn't help but look for some topic, "I accepted Xin Ziming's invitation to go hunting with him and the lord of Spring City Jiang Xiaojie."
"Who are you talking about?" Chu Qianxun was surprised.
"The head of the Qilin, Xin Ziming." Ye Peitian said, "You may not like this person. But compared to those hypocrites who are inconsistent and unprincipled, he at least has his own bottom line. More important Yes, he is still the top magic weapon designer today. The highest spiritual power controls the saints. I may have a lot of things in the future and need his help."
Chu Qianxun didn't know how to answer. In fact, Chu Qianxun's feelings for Xin Ziming were a little complicated. He was a friend who had a deep relationship with another world, and it was also an enemy who hurt Ye Peitian from this world.
Because of the repeated verification of the true overlap of the many characters in the two worlds, Chu Qianxun could no longer regard that dream as a virtual world. Everyone I saw there has truly left traces of their lives in another world.
"I want to try to believe them once, Chihiro, I... I want friends, I want more people to know me. I want to take off my mask one day and live with you in the sun."
"Then you can go with peace of mind." Chu Qianxun scooped up the water and washed the foam on his hair for him, "If something happens, you will wait patiently. I will definitely find you, and then You bring it back."
Ye Peitian, who successfully reached the tenth step and almost became the strongest saint of mankind, took a bath and changed clothes, and walked down the stairs refreshingly.
Chu Qianxun smiled and sat on the square table in the hall waiting for him.
Ye Peitian suddenly panicked, his eyes shook, and he was double-headed, but after all he patiently walked over slowly.
Powerful, aloof, invincible in the world; shy, soft, compliant.
Want to refuse yet welcome, eyes waved in ecstasy.
Because of a contradiction, so more charming.
The flustered yellow sand rolled on the ground, trying to cover the wide doors and windows on all sides.
A gust of wind swept through, dispelling their shy attempts.
On the empty desert, the orange-red light of the sun shines through the wide-open doors and windows into the wide and bright castle hall.
"Chihiro, don't... don't be here."
"It's about to be here, you can yell, and no one will come to rescue you when you cry out."
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