Chapter 83 Healing the Doomsday Villain 6

As soon as he said this, Xingjian saw the man running towards an alley with a huge package on his back.

Looking at the innocent child in front of him, Xu Xiangwan patiently advised, "Little friend, you can't buy the materials for this kind of mutant beast here, especially for only 50 crystals. Don't be greedy."

Xing Jian nodded as if he understood, and when Xu Xiangwan touched his head, he saw the man walking towards another road.

He raised his hand and flicked the hair on his head, as if there was something dirty.

"What a coincidence! I've already met another protagonist so soon." Xing Jian muttered to himself. When will I meet the villain? That must be very interesting.

However, this time Xingjian did not follow Xu Xiangwan, but turned and walked towards the alley where the peddler escaped. The peddler had the curse mark left by Xingjian on his body, and soon he stopped at the door of a house that looked like a tent.

Looking at the area in front of him, Xing Jian couldn't help but frown. Compared with the tall buildings he saw when he just entered the city, the rows of small tents in front of him didn't seem to exist in the same world, and now they were only two streets apart.

Perhaps it was because the clothes Xingjian wore were too clean and out of tune with the surrounding environment, so he attracted a lot of people's attention in a short while.

Even the peddler in the tent was attracted by the noise outside. As soon as he opened the door, he saw the young man he had just cheated. The peddler wanted to close the door guiltily, but was stopped by Xingjian. Xingjian was so strong that he held the door frame. The peddler in the house was pulling the door tightly, but he couldn't move it at all.

"What do you want to do? Didn't I sell that thing to you?" The peddler saw that he could not compete with the young man in front of him, so he simply gave up and let go of his hand. Not wanting to be stared at by people outside, Xingjian walked into the tent.

Squinting his eyes, he said to the person in front of him, "I just want to see where the mutant beast's heart can be made."

“Cough cough cough…”

A cough came from deep inside the tent, and Xingjian noticed that the peddler was not the only one in the small tent. There was also a thin figure wrapped in the quilt.

Hearing the cough, the vendor hurriedly poured half a cup of water from his glass and handed it to the woman: "Wife, drink slowly."

Xing Jian clearly saw that the water handed to the woman on the bed was very turbid and did not look like drinkable water at all.

He reached into the small bag he was carrying and pulled out fifty crystals, placing them on the only table in the tent. He then said to the man, "I want the green heart."

Seeing the crystal on the table, the man's eyes were almost glued to it, and his words became incoherent: "Oh my God, you are my benefactor, my great benefactor. How many hearts do you want? I have others here, red, white, and purple. Are you a god from heaven?"

God? Xing Jian frowned. If there were gods in this world, why didn't someone as pious as the man before him receive God's favor?

However, Xingjian saw that the man's greedy eyes were not only fixed on the crystal he placed on the table, but his gaze would occasionally sweep into his pocket containing the crystal.

After getting the green heart, Xingjian was about to turn around and leave. He deliberately slowed down his pace and waited to see what the man behind him wanted to do.

Chen Shang behind him only had the bag of crystals in his mind. As long as he had that bag of crystals, his wife would be saved. It was he who insisted on walking into the tent area and it was he who insisted on revealing the bag of crystals in front of him, so he deserved to lose his life.

Lying on the bed, Ye Xinlian saw her husband slowly squatting down and picking up the shovel on the ground, and she understood what her husband was going to do. She struggled to stand up, opening her mouth wide, but she was too weak to make any sound. She could only watch Chen Shang go to his death.

The moment the shovel fell, Chen Shang closed his eyes. The hot blood he imagined did not splash on his face. Chen Shang slowly opened his eyes and saw the shovel in his hand hit the ground. The boy who was originally standing in front of him was no longer there.

Suddenly, Chen Shang felt a chill on his neck. He turned his head and saw a long sword placed on his neck. The sharp blade had left a bloody mark on Chen Shang's neck.

Chen Shang looked at the young man who was holding a sword and squinting at him. His face turned pale and for a moment he couldn't even utter the words to beg for mercy.

With a "thump", Chen Shang's gaze passed over Xing Jian and saw his wife falling off the narrow bed.

Seeing his lover crawling towards him with her sick body, Chen Shang forgot his fear for a moment. He ran directly towards Ye Xinlian. The two of them half-knelt on the ground, hugged each other and cried bitterly.

Chen Shang, his face covered in tears and snot, roared at Xing Jian, "Kill us, kill us! I've had enough of this kind of life! Please, benefactor, kill us!"

The sword pointed at the two people in front of him who were hugging each other and crying. There was a rare hint of doubt in Xingjian's eyes. Why?

Just now, he did everything to survive, so how could he suddenly seek death? Xing Jian couldn't understand why he was so unwilling to abandon that burden with such superb skills and even willing to die for that woman. At this moment, Xing Jian forgot about killing the two people in front of him and only wanted to find the answer to this question.

The sword in his hand disappeared in an instant. Xingjian rummaged through the crystals in his pocket and found a top-grade crystal. He placed it on the table and tilted his head to look at the two people who were still crying.

Only when he became impatient with the crying did Xing Jian speak up: "Hey, stop crying, your ears are going to get calluses."

Xingjian scratched his ears subconsciously, and Chen Shang, who was crying uncontrollably, raised his head and saw Xingjian's impatient look and the crystal on the table.

"Well... benefactor, what are you doing?" Chen Shang looked at the crystal on the table in disbelief. He couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes. He had clearly made up his mind to leave with Xinlian just now, but he saw this hope again.

"Take it and use it, but I have a condition." Xingjian reached out and took the crystal back, holding it in his hand and playing with it.

Chen Shang's attention was completely drawn to the crystal at this moment. He was willing to agree to anything the young man said, "Benefactor, I'm willing to accept any conditions. As long as you give me the crystal and can save Xinlian, I'm willing to do anything you ask me to do."

Xing Jian threw the crystal in his hand to Chen Shang, and drew strange symbols in the air with his hands: "What's your name?"