I Am a Magic Sword

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update I am the latest chapter of a magic sword!"So I hope you can leave here and avoid being caught!"

After Deng Yifei said these words, he looked at the expressions on the faces of the refugees earnestly, looking forward to their response.

"Why are we leaving? We are not those mobs!"

"Yes, we are not those mobs!"

"..."

The refugees who are close to Deng Yifei and still have the strength to speak, do not think that Shang Jiucheng's actions to suppress the mob will have anything to do with them.

"Everyone be quiet, be quiet!" Deng Yifei said with a throat, "The mob does not look different from you. I just hope you can stay a little bit further away to avoid being affected. I am just kind!"

Some still-minded refugees have frowned, as if thinking about something.

Deng Yifei's words are relatively cryptic, but a slightly smarter refugee should be able to understand the other meanings in his words.

As long as one person understands what he means and spreads the news a little bit, it is up to these refugees to decide what to do, whether to stay or not!

He can't stand in front of the city guards and say that the city guards will treat you as a mob and kill them together!

With that said, tear off the fig leaf of Shang Jiucheng, the city guards might turn his face on the spot!

And when he said this, he glanced at the city guards stationed at the city gate.

A city guard is staring at him with warning eyes...

"Captain, don't you stop him?" a city guard asked in a low voice.

The captain of the city guard shook his head: "That kid is not talking nonsense. We have indeed ordered the suppression of the mob. The news has spread in the city long ago!"

Deng Yifei rushed to the other three gates of Shangjiu City again, and after taking all the words to him, he suddenly felt a lot easier.

Shang Jiucheng wiped out the refugees. The refugees at the gate of the city were the biggest targets, and they were also the most dangerous.

He had just walked out of the refugee camp when someone stopped him from behind.

"My lord, can we follow you?"

Deng Yifei turned around. Behind him was a thin middle-aged man. Some of the tattered clothes on the thin man looked very fat, as if hanging on him.

"you guys?"

Deng Yifei frowned, he had no plans to take these refugees away.

Deng Yifei knew how many catties he had.

He only has more than a hundred catties of meat, but he will not turn into food to bind these refugees!

"Yes, it's us!"

"how many people?"

The middle-aged man whispered: "More than one hundred!"

"More than a hundred? How come there are so many?"

"More than one hundred people, all of whom are in my village, fled south for three months, they all listened to me!" The middle-aged man whispered helplessly, "I think you should not lie, your lord, it should be reminded by kindness. Ours, so I hope the adults can protect us a little bit. After all, most of us are already very weak, and it is difficult for them to get out of the scope of Shang Jiucheng."

Deng Yifei looked at the man in admiration and felt that the man might not be strong, but he did have some abilities.

"No, there are too many of you, my strength is low, it is impossible to take care of you!"

Seeing the man lost his eyes, Deng Yifei leaned close to his ear, lowered his voice and said, "Shang Jiucheng has this kind of action, and it is estimated that the city guards in the nearby cities will follow suit!"

"Then...what should I do?"

Deng Yifei shook his head and said, "Actually, it is not necessary to escape from Shangjiu City. You can find a remote place to hide for a while, as long as you can survive for a while..."

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up and he immediately said gratefully: "Thank you for your suggestions, thank you for your suggestions!"

"Whether you can survive or not depends on your luck!"

Deng Yifei said nothing, turned his head and left.

He was telling the truth. If you really can't leave the boundary of Shangjiu City within two days, hiding in the remote mountain forest is the best way.

The city guards killed the mob, even if they send out the martial artists of the Innate Realm and Breaking Realm, they will only be allowed to follow the large forces to prevent those who are secretly messing up. It should not be possible for such masters to go to the mountains and the wilds to search every corner. .

As for whether they can escape, it depends on fate!

After leaving Shangjiu City, Deng Yifei rushed towards Tianyunmen without any haste.

Along the way, if he encounters refugees, he will mention it a little bit. If he encounters mobs robbing food, he will not hesitate to kill these villains.

Gradually, Deng Yifei found that he had matured a lot.

He also believes that Lord Sword Spirit is right, and villains are people who do evil things, and can no longer go into the details of why villains do bad things. As the master of the holy sword, distinguishing villains should only look at the result, regardless of the reason!

After all, Lord Sword Spirit said something very right: If you really go into it, maybe the nine villains in the world are all justifiable!

Like those mobs who slaughtered innocent villagers!

He shouldn't think too much, only use blood and corpses to shock!

While passing by a small city, another thing happened that made Deng Yifei angry. A young warrior in gorgeous clothes kicked a coachman to death in his anger.

It's just that the coachman's horse stepped on the puddle and soiled the warrior's white warrior suit!

After the city guards arrived, Deng Yifei thought that the city guards should be able to uphold justice, but what he never dreamed was that the city guards blatantly favored the warrior, and he nodded and bowed to the young warrior to greet him, and then He released...

I heard from passers-by that the coachman was dead in vain, because the man who killed him was the youngest son of the city lord!

Deng Yifei buckled his fingers into the palm of his palm, but he still didn't dare to do it!

Because the opponent is strong!

At this moment, Chen Hao sensed his anger and whispered in Deng Yifei’s ear: “Some villains cannot be killed with your current strength. You need to forbearance. When you have the strength, you will beat them. Go to hell...I suggest you prepare a small notebook first, write down the names of those villains, and wait until you have enough strength, then come back and kill them!"

Deng Yifei took a deep breath, tried to keep himself calm, turned around and found a shop selling pen and ink, cut out a few stacks of paper, and asked the shop to bind him into a booklet, and then seriously wrote on the booklet. The next line of slanted small characters: "On the fifth day of February in the spring of 5321 in the Chinese calendar, Wen Yinqing, the youngest son of the lord of Wuxian City in the Western Qin State, killed a carriage driver in the street of Wuxian City!"

The Chinese calendar is the year of the human race. It is also used in the southern region, but it is not very popular.

Deng Yifei feels that the Chinese calendar is more formal.

Wen Yinqing's name was heard by Deng Yifei in the city, it should be correct!

Deng Yifei hesitated and wrote a line of small characters on it again: "On November 17, the winter of 5320 in the Chinese calendar, the wolf village in Luqiu City of the Western Qin State slaughtered Dengjia Village. This hatred cannot be shared!"