After spending a few days in the legendary castle, he finally returned to his partner, giving him a sense of happiness for the rest of his life.

“Tiancheng, Ye Peitian really didn’t embarrass you or treat you badly?”

Yu Tiancheng lowered his eyes and said, “His flesh and blood can bring people back to life. That’s why he was forced to become a demon.”

The size of Qilin was almost equivalent to the garrison of the Qilin Mercenary Corps.

Inside the base, there was a vast cemetery. Under the dense tombstones, there were countless members of the Qilin Corps who had been sacrificed over the years.

Xin Ziming stood alone in front of a tombstone, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

Buried there was the real head of Qilin, his best friend.

In the early days of the advent of the demons, the rank of everyone in the team wasn’t high. Under the leadership of the head of the team, Feng Chengyu went to Hulu Town near the base to hunt for demons. At that time, they met a saint with a high speed. Under the man’s crying and begging, Xin Ziming let him go.

Then they accidentally found a human-shaped high-level depraved man deep in the town. After an extremely difficult battle, the team was exhausted. When he was about to win, the saint who was released by him with the speed ability attracted a large number of demons.

He attracted a large number of demons in an attempt to kill these innocent fellows.

Xin Ziming stood in front of the tombstone and touched the black scale armor hanging on his neck.

He recalled his last moment. In that desperate moment, facing the swarm of demons, the leader Feng Chengyu stuffed him and two seriously injured saints into a narrow gap. Casting his own ability to scale the whole body, he blocked the entrance of the gap.“Ziming, I will hand our brothers over to you in the future. I was not a good leader to…you.”

That was the last thing Feng Chengyu said to him. The man’s abilities didn’t dissipate after his death. He covered his flesh and blood with black scale armor, and sealed a small living space for them.

When Ye Peitian appeared on the edge of the battlefield, Xin Ziming once thought that he would experience the tragic indignation of getting the demon robbed and his companions killed. But the devil wasn’t as worse as those who professed to be saints. He had embarrassed him several times, but instead Ye Peitian let him off.

“Leader, since you left, I no longer had any hope for human beings. I couldn’t believe that I saw your shadow in that half-human demon.”

“If it weren’t for that saint, you would be able to live long.”

Xin Ziming bent down and put the flowers in his hands on the altar in front of the tombstone,

…

Ye Peitian fell asleep till three pm of the day. Chu Qianxun set up a table of food and woke him from a sweet sleep.

He got out of the bed with messy hair, and before he got sober, Chu Qianxun bent down and gave him a good morning kiss on his forehead.

“Are you hungry? Get up and eat something.”

After a few days of hard work, the pain of love, all precipitated into fine wine at the moment, poured into Ye Peitian’s internal organs, making him a little enchanted.

He got out of bed, opened his backpack, and took out a pair of thin soft armor made of thin black scales, accompanied by the pair of black knives, and held it in front of his sweetheart.“Is it really for me?” Chu Qianxun took it with a smile and swiped them.

The pure black knives were dull in color and simple in shape, and looked unremarkable, unlike a weapon forged by a high-end demons’ body. But when Chu Qianxun held them in her hands, she could perceive that the weapon contained a powerful force.

The armor was light and dexterous. The black scales were closely arranged together. When worn close to the body, it could protect the vital parts of the body without affecting the wearer’s actions. Chu Qianxun made a soft sound when breaking through the sky, she took the knives and flew out of the window. Then cut off the crown of a big tree in the distance. But when she looked down at them, she saw no trace of damage.

Chu Qianxun was secretly surprised. She slightly put her finger on one of the knives’ black blade, but the thin, flat blade cut her skin.

A drop of blood dropped on the knife and was absorbed into it.

“So sharp? In the end, what kind of order was the blade made of?” Chu Qianxun looked at the finger that bled continuously after being cut. She was a fifth-order saint. Her skin’s toughness wasn’t comparable to that of ordinary humans. The weapon actually scratched her finger when it was lightly touched, which really surprised her.

Ye Peitian pulled her finger over and put it in his mouth.

“Tenth-order demon. It has its own bleeding effect. You need to be careful,” he said vaguely.

General Jiang, the strongest ability holder in the Spring City, was currently the eighth-order saint.

Humankind was known to have the highest equal order of ninth order, and the number of people with that rank were rare. Ye Peitian brought her a weapon and armor made by a tenth-order demon’s body.

Chu Qianxun suddenly had a feeling that she didn’t pick up a little thing that no one wanted, but one that gave her big returns.

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