I Am a Magic Sword

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update I am the latest chapter of a magic sword!Deng Yifei kept hearing similar words, but he dared not say anything.

If you don't have the ability, you will definitely not go hungry. As a disciple of the Tianyunmen, Deng Yifei knows very well that in the last millennium, not only the number of monsters in the Southern Territory has been reduced on a large scale, but also the number of ordinary beasts.

As the number of victims increases, they are like locusts. The beasts in the mountains and the wild will be eaten clean by them, and they will not last long!

Moreover, with their current physical stamina, whether they can run past the beast is a problem.

As for finding food, it is even more impossible.

Autumn has passed long ago, and winter has also passed. There are almost no crops in the world.

Even if it is begging, there is little hope.

If it is a person, there may be well-meaning people willing to give something to eat, but if it is a large group, hundreds of thousands...

The city gate will not be open to them either!

"Master Sword Spirit, do they really have no way to survive?"

"Look at the Western Qin Kingdom, look at the aristocratic families in different places, there is no other way!" Chen Hao said affirmatively, "Although the Western Qin Kingdom has been recruiting a large number of troops in recent years, there should still be food storage. They also have food in their hands, especially the big family, which controls a large part of the land. If these forces do not show up, they can only die, or rely on stealing or grabbing!"

If it's the plane of Chen Hao's previous life, Chen Hao can still say that these people can rebel and raise the flag...

But the problem is that the world's military power is too strong, and the martial arts are far above ordinary people!

Due to the monopoly of high-level cultivation techniques and cultivation resources, the vast majority of martial arts powerhouses are gathered in the hands of major forces. In casual cultivation, there are few masters.

Even if hundreds of thousands or millions of refugees gather together to face the world-breaking realm, supernatural power realm of the family, sect, imperial court, and even domain realm powerhouses, it is only for the slaughter!

Therefore, gathering crowds to rebel, to unveil the uprising, in this world, it was just a joke, just like the riot in that small town, it was quickly put out.

Unless there is a family or sect who is willing to jump out and take the lead in making trouble!

However, Chen Hao has seen a lot of things like aristocratic families and sects, and there is no benefit. They will never stand up.

There is no sign of collapse in the West Qin State.

"But now they have..."

Chen Hao said softly: "So, no one cares about their life and death for the time being!"

"Ok!"

"Don't worry, the West Qin State should take care of it, but it will take a while. Whether it can survive that time depends on their luck!"

Deng Yifei talked for three days and finally arrived at Shang Jiucheng.

Before arriving in Shangjiu City, Deng Yifei saw the densely packed refugees outside Shangjiu City and smelled a strong smell of blood.

The gate of Shang Jiucheng was not completely closed, but half open.

Two neatly dressed city guards guarded both sides of the city gate with blood-stained swords, watching the refugees indifferently.

More than a hundred corpses fell under their feet.

The gate was empty, and no one entered or left the gate at all.

Outside the city gate, there were three small porridge stalls, and Deng Yifei could see the heat coming out of the big barrel.

The refugees lined up long, each stall, there are more than a dozen warriors guarding the porridge, maintaining the order of the refugees, under their feet, there are also a few dead bodies.

When Deng Yifei rushed to the vicinity of the city, there was another white and fat man in his forties with a kind smile and thirteen warriors walked out of the city gate. He beat the city guards. He greeted him, came outside the city gate, glanced at the refugees, and shouted: "We Zhou Guo need to recruit some maids, as long as children from ten to thirteen years old, ten men and women each, need to sign a deed. If you want, you can come to me!"

The refugees became a sensation in an instant, and even the refugees who were waiting in line for the porridge left the queue.

Almost all parents with children rushed to the middle-aged man.

The first person to rush in front of the middle-aged man pushed the child in front of him: "Sir, what do I think of my son? He is very smart and can do everything he can!"

A refugee raised his daughter over his head and shouted: "My lord, my daughter is very well-behaved and very obedient. You can buy her!"

Others stretched out their dirty hands and spread out two gold coins and shouted: "My lord, this is my last little money. I will give you all. As long as you take my child away and give him a bite of food... …"

"..."

The warrior behind the middle-aged man stopped these refugees, but the noisy voice and the smell coming from his face made the middle-aged man frown.

"You all get out of my way, line up, come one by one, don't be crowded, or I won't accept any of them!" The middle-aged man is not weak in cultivation, he is a warrior in the real yuan realm, and he shouted, strong All the refugees immediately calmed down, "The rules stand here first. Those who don’t follow the rules, don’t line up, kill them, don’t plan to sell them, just leave me alone!"

The city guards glanced over there, indifferent.

The refugees pushed and shoved, and they lined up quickly.

"This kid is ten years old? How do I think he is only seven or eight years old?"

"My lord, he is ten years old, but he's too hungry. You can feed him a few days and he will grow taller!"

"No, the next one!" The middle-aged man rubbed his eyebrows, called the martial artist around him, and ordered, "You should select it first. The boy is not one meter six and the girl is not one meter five. Don't bring it to me!"

Not all children from ten to thirteen years old meet this requirement, but middle-aged men still want to screen it again, otherwise, this group of refugees will definitely deceive him.

Anyway, there are so many people, and there are still a lot of people left after screening.

Deng Yifei stopped and watched for a while, watching them choose a boy and a girl like animals, and finally walked to the gate of the city.

He can't control this matter.

What's more, selling oneself to become a domestic servant is better than starving to death outside!

"Stop, who are you?" Deng Yifei was stopped by the city guards.

"I'm a Tianyunmen disciple, here to do the task!" Deng Yifei took out the Tianyunmen identity plate and handed it to the city guard who stopped him. The city guard glanced at him and nodded at him, "Go in," After entering the door, go straight to the right, and at the end is the camp of our city guard. When you get there, tell them that you are here to do the task, and someone will arrange you!"

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome!"

The city guard said very politely.

Entering Shangjiu City, Deng Yifei felt as if he had entered another world.

There are indeed a lot of beggars on the street, but the pedestrians and street vendors still make Shang Jiucheng look a bit prosperous, incompatible with the scene outside the city.

Deng Yifei found the camp of the city guard according to the instructions of the city guard. After he revealed his identity, he registered his name and sect. He was taken into the camp by his host and handed it to a city guard in his twenties. Army soldier.

The city guard had a stern face and looked serious. He saw Deng Yifei and immediately asked:

"What's your name and which school do you come from?"

"Tianyunmen outer disciple, Deng Yifei!"

Hearing that it was a disciple of the Tianyunmen, the young city guard's expression suddenly eased a little: "Have you eaten yet, it's very hard to come all the way?"