Chapter 734: Escape from death
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I Am a Magic Sword
- Worry-Free Dance
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- 2021-01-30 08:22:29
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It didn't take long for the two villagers who followed Deng Yifei to fall, and Deng Yifei was stabbed in the back.
It was this knife that calmed down.
He looked back, all behind him were mobs, Xu Wuchang, his two subordinates, Cheng Xuelei, and even Bao Pengcheng were gone. He was surrounded by the mob.
what happened?
How could it be surrounded by mobs?
Deng Yifei clearly remembered that he blocked this pass and did not let a mob pass!
Could it be that something happened to someone else?
Deng Yifei can't believe it. Among the six, his strength is at the bottom!
Deng Yi was a little panicked in his heart. His left hand wiped his waist, and the wet ones were all his warm blood.
After repelling the two refugees, Deng Yifei found out that he didn't know when he was in front of him. There were two more Qiqi mobs. Even if these Qiqi mobs were not as strong as him, Deng Yifei still had a hard time solving them.
"Boy, let's just grab it! Your companion is dead!"
The mob repelled by Deng Yifei cracked with a grinning yellow tooth.
Hearing this sentence, Deng Yifei's first reaction was impossible.
Xu Wuchang sits in the airy sea, who can kill him among the mob?
However, even if Deng Yifei didn't believe it anymore, when he found that there were still influxes of refugees behind him, and after he was raged and looted in the village, he still believed the mob.
Even if Xu Wuchang didn't die, it would definitely happen!
Otherwise, how could their defensive position collapse?
If nothing happens, they cannot allow so many refugees to come in.
Thinking of this, Deng Yifei felt a cold heart and had the urge to escape.
He doesn't want to die yet!
He can't die yet!
"Thunder Sword Technique!"
A sword swept through, forcing back the two condensed-martial warriors around him.
"Thunderbolt!"
Deng Yifei no longer saved Zhenyuan, Zhenyuan exploded with all his strength, killed a mob, and then struck his body, knocked down countless thin refugees and rushed out of Baishan Village.
With the exception of a few of the mobsters in the Qi Mo, no one could stop Deng Yifei who was running away.
And the mob did not plan to keep him, what the mob wanted was food.
The two mobsters in Condensed Gas had wanted to chase them, but they were also blocked by the mob tide, because this was slightly blocked, and they no longer had the idea of chasing Deng Yifei.
The two mobs knew very well that, with their strength, they were probably not Deng Yifei's opponents. They caught up and might have been killed.
They attacked this small village for food, not for murder!
Now that the other party has run away, they have no reason to chase it down.
Chen Hao noticed that just after Deng Yifei discovered that something was wrong and ran 50 meters against the flow of people, the real martial arts warrior turned from the other side.
The real warrior looked at the mob coming to him, and then glanced at Deng Yifei, who ran wildly outside the village, and left without much stay.
Obviously, he is not very interested in Deng Yifei.
Running out of Baishan Village, Deng Yifei ran another mile and saw no refugees around him, so he stopped.
He wiped the blood and han water from his face, tore off his coat, felt a pill bottle from his body, poured out a black elixir, and after crushing, twisted his body and carefully sprinkled it on the wound, then from his underwear Tear off a piece of cloth and make a simple bandage for the wound.
Just in his effort to bandage the wound, the screams in Baishan Village never stopped.
He looked at the direction of Baishan Village, licked his lips and asked in a low voice: "Master Jianling, did Xu Wuchang have an accident?"
All the people stationed in Baishan Village were dead, including Bao Pengcheng. Deng Yifei was farther away, responding faster, and luckily escaped his life.
However, this matter Chen Hao will definitely not say, if he tells the sword master everything, afterwards the sword master is okay, if he looks for him, shouldn’t he be annoyed?
"I don't know, I didn't pay attention, it's too far!" Chen Hao made an excuse and casually said again, "I can only sense the killing intentions against you, other things are not easy to sense."
Looking at the fire in Baishan Village, Deng Yifei looked very ugly.
He should think of his village again.
But Deng Yifei never dared to step into Baishan Village.
It wasn't until the next morning that the mob that broke through Baishan Village left with big and small bags, and Deng Yifei dared to slowly approach Baishan Village.
At this time, there was no living person in Baishan Village, and even the corpses of the villagers could not be found.
Most of the well-preserved ones are the bony corpses of the refugees.
The air is filled with a strange smell of barbecue.
Deng Yifei could see the bones scattered on the table in the room through the broken window.
He endured disgust, held his anger, and followed the memory of last night, came to the place where the mob had the most bodies, and found the special sign on the tattered military uniform of Xu Wuchang who was torn, and there was nothing else. .
The village was quiet, with no dog barking.
Quiet enough to hear the crackling sound of the flames burning.
Deng Yifei froze with a cold face, looking at the direction of the refugees' departure. Without much stay, he ran towards Shang Jiucheng.
Xu Ming's death is unjustified.
The entire Baishan Village was dead, and Xu Ming could not die.
Xu Ming is a warrior in Qihai!
He came back from the army after retiring. He has rich battlefield experience and powerful strength.
The strongest of the mob, a few early martial arts warriors, how could Xu Ming support shorter than Deng Yifei himself?
There are too many doubts, and even Deng Yifei is a little worried.
When Deng Yifei returned to Shang Jiucheng, he found that the refugees outside the city had been reduced by half, and the city guards stationed at the gate of the city were also frighteningly cold.
Deng Yishi's identity certificate was handed to the city guards who defended the city, which was sent to him by the city guards.
The city guard took the voucher and saw Deng Yifei covered in blood, with a bandage wrapped around his waist, and lowered his voice and asked, "Brother, where are you stationed?"
"Baishan Village!"
"Is captured by the mob?"
Deng Yifei wondered: "How do you know?"
"In addition to Baishan Village, in the past two days, there have been five small towns in Shangjiu City. Thirty-seven villages have been breached. How come I don't know? If you can come back, you will be lucky!"
"This is how the same thing?"
"Come in!" The city guards spread out a way and did not answer Deng Yifei's question.
In the city of Shangjiu, it was also quiet, no longer the prosperity and hustle and bustle of Deng Yifei when he left, and there were many passers-by who whispered on the road. They also noticed Deng Yifei, but did not dare to step forward, maybe the village and town of Shangjiu was destroyed. Has spread to the city.
He rushed to the city guard camp and just wanted to clean his wounds. The city guard young officer who was responsible for arranging his mission appeared again.