Let the Villain Go

Chapter 49

Gao Yan looked at Chu Qianxun lying on the bed. Her hair was stuck to her face with sweat, and she was curled up in a ball because of the pain.

In Gao Yans memory, Chu Qianxuns temperament was a bit cold, and she acted decisively, giving the impression of being tough and strong.

At this moment, she discovered that this friend who was lying on the bed was not too tall, and even had a girl-like slender limbs.

Just like her, Gao Yan was a soft and fragile woman. It was only because she was living in such a troubled world that she had to put a layer of hard shell on herself so that she could stand in the ground and benefit from those demons.

Gao Yan couldnt help but recall that before the advent of the demons, at that time, she had many friends and a milder personality than she had now. As they descended, cannibalistic demons went rampant in the world. Those friends died, demonized, dispersed, and betrayed each other.

How many died because of demons, and how many peoples heads were cut off by her? She couldnt remember. The deeper her feelings were, the more painful it was when they died. So she gradually tried to reject people.

On Chu Qianxuns white neck, there was a scary green pattern, and the bloody green lines bulged under her skin, pulsating, intertwined and spread to the cheeks.

The scapula on her back even got a butterfly-like film. The transparent film was drilled out of the collar, and it was trembling in the air. It should be a pair of huge wings.

This was a sign of the beginning of demonization. If she couldnt hold it, the friend on the bed who was still talking with her before, would be completely transformed into a cannibalistic demon.

Gao Yan stretched her hand toward the hilt and found that her palm was sweaty and so sticky that she couldnt even hold the hilt.

She wiped her palms desperately on the clothes and she was almost crying.

She had been lonely for too long. This was her only friend, as she finally made friends.

Gao Yan pulled out the long sword in her hand. Her sword was thin and long, It glowed with blue light, and the sharp blue blade rested on Chu Qianxuns neck.

Chu Qianxun, wake up, otherwise I will cut your head off! The sight in front of her was blurred by something. She didnt know whether it was tears or sweat. Gao Yan wiped her face, Do you hear me? Dead woman! I want you to wake up!

The white neck was motionless under her blade.

Huh?

Gao Yan wiped her eyes, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the green veins entwined in Chu Qianxuns neck had begun to subside, and the film bulging from the back began to shrink and crumpled.

Chu Qianxun opened her eyes and looked at her, Noisynoisy.

Gao Yan hugged Chu Qianxun, who barely got up, Dead woman, I know you could pass this level.

Chu Qianxuns chin rested on Gao Yans shoulders. Her five senses and consciousness had just upgraded and were extremely sharp, but her body still had a little strength.

Sister Yan, are you crying.

Nonsense, you think too much. Who would cry for something like this? I have many friends other than you.

It feels good to have friends. Its really boring to be alone. Chu Qianxun closed her eyes, I seem to hear you crying, you and another person crying. I really didnt want to see you cry, so I woke up.

The news that Chu Qianxun was promoted to the fifth order quickly spread in the building.

After all, in such a small building, the fifth order was already considered to be big.

In the Spring City, ordinary people or those who were low-level and helpless saints mostly came together in the chaotic and disorderly areas of Black Street.

A large number of middle- and low-level fighters such as Chu Qianxun and Gao Yan were much better than those. According to their respective abilities, they had the opportunity to live in a small independent space in such a brick-concrete building. 

Most of the people who lived in this building were middle- and low-level saints of the third to fifth order. Although everyones order wasnt much different. But they all knew, the fourth order was a difficult hurdle to pass. Passing it meant that this person may have unlimited possibilities in the future. It was always right to make friends with them at this time.

Therefore, these two days, whether they were familiar or unfamiliar with her, they went to  congratulate her. Even the mad woman who lived downstairs, holding a small bag of biscuits, visited her.

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