Let the villain go - chapter 222

When Xiaoyan opened her eyes, she saw the dark night sky and twinkling stars.　　

In the spring night, insects chirped, and water gurgled.　　

The memory gathered back, and she remembered that she burned herself at the last moment, which was a magic potion she had been applying to feathers. At the moment of crisis, she could ignite a hot flame to force the enemy away and give her a chance to escape. 　

But she thought that she would die in that flame.

She touched her heart. The wound there was not deep and was healing. She sat up blankly. An empty bottle of holy blood rolled down. It fell on the cobblestone ground, and hit a person lying there.　　

In the dark, Ah Xiao laid there. He was aging. His skin all over collapsed, and he smelled rotten.　　

He was as old as a corpse that had been buried in the ground for a thousand years, and no longer looked like a human. If it weren’t for those muddy eyes that were still open, and occasional movements, no one would know that he was still alive.

“Ah Xiao!” Xiao Yan crawled to Zhong Lixiao’s side, “How did you become like this, drink holy blood. Holy blood?”

She groaned for a long time, panicking and despairing. In the end, she could only carefully use her wings to hold him up. She was afraid that the body in front of her would completely collapse.

“Did you give me the last holy blood? What would you do? I didn’t want it, oh, why did you do that?”

Ah Xiao looked at the fine and shining stars above the sky with his turbid eyes, “It’s so beautiful, I haven’t seen it for a long time. The people who lived in the gutter also have the right to look up at the stars.” 

He seemed to smile a little. Something was falling off his body a little bit, “Xiaoyan, don’t you like the happy prince in that fairy tale?”

Xiaoyan choked in panic. The body resting on her wings was becoming lighter.

“I don’t like him.” Zhong Lixiao said softly, “He shouldn’t let his swallow die at his feet for his own ideals. Fortunately, I’m not like him.”　　

“No, it’s not. You can’t die, Ah Xiao, you have to survive. One day, the world will become better and accept us, and we will live together until that time.”

“Is there really such a world?” Zhong Lixiao smiled bitterly, “Even if there is, people like me are not worthy of living there. Don’t cry, death is a relief for me.”　　

“Those things that I haven’t finished, just forget it. You have to live, live a happier life for me.”

“Ah Xiao? Ah Xiao!”

Xiaoyan’s sad voice echoed in the open mountain stream, but the person who could respond to her was no longer there.

Chu Qianxun and others found them after hearing the sound. They only saw the girl crying by the creek.

The corpse on the black wings gradually weathered and disappeared, leaving a pile of pale ashes.

The night wind blew up, as if to take away the handful of ash.

The girl cried and gathered her wings, hiding the white ashes into her space.

…..

Ye Peitian annihilated the enemy and returned to the Beizhen with a heavy heart. He was silent all the way and did not say a word.

Chu Qianxun took his hand and accompanied him quietly. She could only wait for him to slowly digest the wounds in his heart.

Companionship was the best comfort at this time.

The situation in Beizhen had basically stabilized, because the solubility of black blood in the well was not high, and many residents who drank the well water had survived this level with their own resistance. Coupled with the timely availability of sufficient potions, a catastrophe that would’ve wiped out the city finally was controlled. They managed to control the number of deaths and demons to as few as possible.

Doctor Zhong, who was staying at the base, seemed to have not slept all night, but there was an excited light on his face, “You come with me, I will show you something.”

Zhong Hongfei led everyone to an optical microscope with a smear of blood under the lens.

Dr. Zhong, who had always been calm and gentle, took out a thin glass slide with a little unexcitable excitement, and said to Ye Peitian, “Work hard, drop a drop of blood on it.”

Ye Peitian pierced his fingertips and dripped a drop of red blood on the thin glass. Zhong Hongfei’s palm gave off the white light peculiar to the healing saints, carefully caged on the drop of red blood, and then added distilled water to the blood to make a smear of human blood that could be used for microscopic observation.

He carefully placed it on the microscope table, adjusted the magnification, and urged everyone to come forward and check.　　

Under the lens, one could clearly see that the flat and round red blood cells were very active, and were slowly dividing into two and more.　

“This is?” Ye Peitian raised his head in surprise.　　

His regeneration ability was very strong, but as long as it left the body, this activity of the blood would quickly weaken. His blood was called a special effect medicine, whether it was made into plasma or isolated red blood cells could have a powerful healing effect on others.

But if one added another medium to dilute in advance, the effect would be greatly reduced. So the dilute holy blood could no longer have the magical effect. This was also one of the causes of his pain.　　

He was familiar with these, due to the repeated research of Shennai.　　

But this drop of blood under the microscope left his body for a long time and was diluted and stained, but still able to split under the lens?

“I have been thinking about this problem since yesterday. Your blood has such a strong healing ability. If it can be widely used, it is simply the treasure of all mankind.” Zhong Hongfei rubbed his hands excitedly, “I just wanted to try it, see if after it leaves your body, it can still retain its vitality.”　

He gestured, “I have been thinking repeatedly about how to make them dilute with other solutions, and still maintain the original healing effect by maintaining a strong splitting and regeneration ability. Then I accidentally used my power. You know that I am already an eighth-order healer. My ability could regenerate the body, maybe because of that, when I use my power on the diluted blood, I found there really seem to be some different effects.”

“Is this true? Dr. Zhong? Is it possible?” Chu Qianxun was overjoyed and grabbed Zhong Hongfei’s hand, “You mean it’s possible to reproduce the holy blood in bulk?”

“Of course, this is just a preliminary speculation of mine. It will take a long time to achieve.” Zhong Hongfei was as excited as she was, “At present, my ability is not enough, but when I rise to the ninth-order, or tenth-order, I am confident that I will be able to succeed. If you are willing, I will move to Spring City to settle down next month and do my best to carry out this research.”　　

“Yes, of course you can.”

Chu Qianxun looked back excitedly at Ye Peitian, and saw the relief in each other’s eyes.