I Am a Magic Sword

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"You young people who are just fledglings, just lack experience!" The innate warrior put forward the predecessor's frame, and some words said with a long heart, "When you have more experience, you will no longer sympathize with the refugees."

"Senior, can't you really get out of the way?"

In the end, Deng Yifei still couldn't get through that hurdle.

"No, you go down, I want to rest!"

The innate warrior did not expect that Deng Yifei had not yet understood what he meant, and some angry waves let him go out.

Deng Yifei dared not persevere again because of the order made by the passengers. He launched the room of the innate warrior and left after saying hello to the mayor and the captain of the militia.

Passing the group of controlled refugees, hesitating last night's riots, the young and strong among the refugees died a lot, most of the remaining are women and children and the elderly, their thin bodies shrunk tightly, huddled together tightly, trying to get away from others Keep warm on people.

Although spring is coming, the weather is still cold.

The refugees almost dangled their heads when they saw Deng Yifei, because he was stained with too much blood.

"Master Jianling, can't you really save them?"

"Of course not. If you are stronger, maybe the innate warrior will let go!" Chen Hao whispered. "If you have money and a large number of spirit stones, you might still be able to buy him, believe it or not?" "

Deng Yifei glanced at the refugees, lowered his head, and stopped talking.

For these refugees, he can do nothing.

He is not strong enough to save them.

"Have you thought about, if you can really save them, how would you plan to place them?" Chen Hao asked again, "Or, you save them, and then let them starve to death?"

"I... never thought about it!"

"It's okay!" Chen Hao said generously. "You must know that in this world, human power is limited. You can't save all people, nor can you kill all evil people, do what you can. That's right!"

"Ok!"

"By the way, the little girl you rescued, are you going to see it? I suspect she might be hiding under the bed!"

"This is really possible!"

Deng Yifei quickly changed direction and ran towards the girl's house.

The room in that family was still messy, with corpses everywhere, blood stained on the ground, and almost nowhere to go.

Last night, the riots affected the entire town. After suppressing the refugees, the militiamen, in addition to controlling the refugees, were also busy putting out the fire to rescue the injured. They had just started to clean up the corpses in the town, and they hadn’t had time to come here.

Deng Yifei stepped on the body and arrived in the bedroom. He patted the bed gently, and there was no movement under the bed.

He knelt down and looked inside, just to see a pair of horrified eyes.

The girl shrank desperately towards the inside, and Deng Yifei heard the suppressed crying faintly.

"Come out, should you know me? I saved it last night." Deng Yifei said in a gentle voice as much as possible.

Under the bed, the girl's crying stopped, and her eyes opened again, watching Deng Yifei vigilantly.

"Those... the mob were killed by the militia, you are now safe, come out!"

Deng Yifei handed it out.

After a long time, Deng Yifei felt his hand and was caught by a pair of cold and trembling hands.

He gently pulled the little girl out.

The little girl looked smaller than Deng Yifei. Her clothes and trousers were ripped apart, her face was dusty, and a black tear mark extended from the corner of her left eye to the temple.

Probably because of the cold, when Deng Yifei came out, she half-bowed and kept swinging.

Her gaze glanced over the surrounding corpses and looked directly at the female corpse at the door. Tears flowed out again.

Deng Yifei lowered his head and felt extremely uncomfortable.

What happened to this little girl also happened to him.

He wouldn't coax the girl, he just wrapped her bed sheet covered with mob blood on her: "Come with me!"

With that said, he couldn't help but say, took the little girl's hand and took her to the street. The little girl didn't do any resistance, but was dragged away mechanically.

As soon as they were pulled into the street, the townspeople discovered the two.

"Xiaolian, are you okay?"

An old lady hurried over and asked.

She gave Deng Yifei a very alert look, but she didn't dare to say anything.

After all, the red blood on Deng Yifei looked very bluffing.

"Do you know her?"

"Of course I know, there are no people in this town I don't know!"

"Then take care of her!" Deng Yifei thrust Xiaolian's hand into the old woman's hand. "When I rescued her yesterday, all of her family died!"

Listening to Deng Yifei's words, the old lady's eyes suddenly became kind.

After all, this teenager helped them to town last night!

But immediately, she spit in the direction of the refugees, "The beasts who killed thousands of swords should be slashed!"

"Relax, I will take care of her, Xiaolian is a diligent girl!"

"that's OK!"

After Deng Yifei finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Lord Sword Spirit is right in saying something, help others, and do what you can. You should have helped him. He has done his best and has a clear conscience.

Xiaolian stared blankly as his back faded away, and tears shed again.

In the inn, Deng Yifei took a bath, washed his blood-stained clothes on his body, and left the town after leaving.

His martial art uniform, previously placed in a bag, was already torn to pieces by the crazy refugees.

Deng Yifei walked along the official road and headed all the way to Shang Jiucheng. He met many refugees, but those refugees who saw him were young and strong, and they did not dare to approach them.

In addition to this, Deng Yifei was able to find dead bodies killed by the road every ten meters.

Some are single, some are consecutive, because the weather has not warmed up, and the corpses have not rotted, which looks particularly terrible.

At the mouth of some corpses, Deng Yifei could still see some dry grass leaves.

There were also refugees lying on the side of the road, motionless, out of breath, less air intake, staring at the sky with their eyes open.

As Deng Yifei passed by, their eyes followed Deng Yifei's unconscious rotation...these were people who were waiting to die!

Some people who dragged their mouths encouraged the family to say weakly: "Walk and wait until the next town, maybe we can find something to eat!"

"Really? Father, I want to eat steamed buns...No, I want to eat frogs, like the ones I ate a few days ago!"

"Of course it is true, I don't lie, I'll hunt for you over there, and I can eat whatever I want!!!"

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