Xiaoyan stood behind him, looking at the man who was lying on the bed and laughing painfully, with a sad expression.

Ah Xiao wanted to stand up, but his knees softened and he fell down again. The smooth skin on his arms and face shrank and gradually became wrinkled like dry bark. Even his silver hair became gray and dry. He instantly aged for decades and turned into a droopy old man.

Xiaoyan hurriedly helped him lie down on the bed and put him on various life-sustaining equipment.

“I collected some of Ye Peitian’s blood, should I inject it?”

Ah Xiao shook his head and closed his turbid eyes, “No need to waste it. What does it matter when I am not fighting?”

…

When Chu Qianxun and Ye Peitian left Xiaozhou Village, they accidentally saw Dan Qin who came to see them off.

The girl, wearing a plain dress and a cap on her head, silently stood under a red maple tree at the entrance of the village.

She was just an ordinary person who had no power, but was doing what most saints had no courage to do.

“Ah Xiao has left. From now on, no outsiders would disturb us. Everyone works very hard. I hope they will keep the quietness in this small village from now on. I want to thank you for helping me.”

Chu Qianxun held her hand, “Dan Qin, you are someone I admire.”

Dan Qin lowered her head slightly and pulled a strand of hair behind her ear, “I used to be a member of Shennai, and like those people, I cruelly regarded them as lifeless guinea pigs.”

“Now, I am just redeeming the sins I have committed.” She looked up at Ye Peitian and Chu Qianxun, “I don’t want those who have been hurt to forgive, but I hope they can forgive themselves. Get rid of the past and live a normal life again.”

Ye Peitian looked at her in silence for a moment, took out a small bag of magical crystals and put it in her hand,

“Work hard and take care of them.”

He left this sentence, without giving Gan Qin the time to refuse, turned and took the lead to leave.

“Goodbye, Dan Qin, if there is anything you need, come to Spring City to find us,” Chu Qianxun chased forward and waved her hand back while walking.

…

After a day of walking on the mountain road, Ye Peitian and Chu Qianxun stayed overnight in a small cave in the deep forest.

Ye Peitian had just slaughtered a small mountain deer. The deer’s belly was stuffed with all kinds of collected nuts, the surface was covered with mud shell. He buried it in the fire and cooked it.

After breaking apart the mud shell, the enclosed aroma scrambled out. The meat inside was roasted and tender, the oil was overflowing, and the place was full of fragrance.Although it wasn’t snowing, the weather was already very cold. In this wild season, not only could they sit by the fire, eat meat, but she didn’t even need to move her finger to do anything.

Chu Qianxun felt that she was about to turn into a dodder flower by Ye Peitian.

She had met a sixth-order demon in the cold forest in the afternoon. When she rushed up and had a little bit of fun, Ye Peitian insisted that he wouldn’t let her move.

Ye Peitian made the dinner and checked the safety situation outside the cave. He walked around the entrance of the cave and spread fine grains of sand on the ground that couldn’t be seen. If there were enemies or animals close by, these grains of sand could effectively convey information to remind him of their arrival.

And Chu Qianxun only needed to sit on the dry straw. She held the oily leg meat, and ate it without worry.

Although Ye Peitian seemed to depend on her a lot of times, Chu Qianxun found that she was getting used to this man more.

Ye Peitian arranged everything outside the cave and came in. He bent down and reached out to a low stone wall outside the cave to sit next to Chu Qianxun.

The night of the mountain forest was particularly quiet. One could hear the solitude of the beast from time to time in the depths of the dark forest.

The sky outside the cave, the moon and the stars, the air was splendid.

The more lonely and cold it was outside, the more warm and comfortable it looked inside with a small bonfire.

Ye Peitian took off the silver mask and glanced at Chu Qianxun. His eyes flickered and were fixed in the lower left corner.

Chu Qianxun ate enough food and was in a good mood.

“What’s wrong? What do you want?”

Ye Peitian blushed.