Before long, two villagers who followed Deng Yifei fell down and Deng Yifei was stabbed in the back.
It's this knife that calms me down.
When he looked back, there were mobs behind him. Xu Wuchang, his two subordinates, Cheng Xuelei and even Bao Pengcheng disappeared. He was surrounded by mobs.
What's going on?
How could they be surrounded by mobs?
Deng Yifei clearly remembers that he blocked the pass and did not let a mob pass!
Is something wrong with someone else?
Deng Yifei can't believe it. Among the six, his strength is at the bottom!
Deng Yi was a little flustered. He wiped his back waist with his left hand. It was all his warm blood.
After repelling the two refugees, Deng Yifei found that he had two more mobs in front of him. Even though these mobs were not as powerful as him, he could hardly solve them in a short time.
"Boy, let's go! Your companion is dead
The mob who was defeated by Deng Yifei cracked his yellow teeth and said with a ferocious smile.
Hearing this, Deng Yifei's first reaction was that it was impossible.
Xu Wuchang is in charge. Who can kill him among the mobs?
However, even if Deng Yifei didn't believe it any more, he still believed the mob's words when he found that there was a steady stream of refugees behind him, burning, killing and looting in the village.
Even if Wu Chang Xu didn't die, there was definitely something wrong!
Otherwise, how can their defensive position collapse?
If nothing had happened, they would not have allowed so many refugees to come in.
Think of here, Deng Yifei feel a cool heart, there is an impulse to escape.
He doesn't want to die yet!
He can't die yet!
"Thunder sword technique!"
With one sword, he pushed back the two fighters around him.
"Thunder step!"
Deng Yifei no longer saves Zhenyuan. Zhenyuan bursts out and kills a mob. Then, with his body, he knocks down countless thin refugees and rushes out of Baishan village.
In addition to a few of the mob in the condensate gas environment, no one can stop Deng Yifei who is determined to escape.
And the mobs didn't plan to keep him. They wanted food.
The two mobs in the gas field wanted to catch up, but they were also blocked by the mob tide, because they didn't have the idea of chasing Deng Yifei any more.
The two mobs are very clear that with their strength, they may not be Deng Yifei's opponents. If they catch up, they may be killed.
They stormed the village for food, not for murder!
Now that the other side has run away, they have no reason to pursue them.
Chen Hao noticed that just after Deng Yifei found something wrong and ran 50 meters against the crowd, the real yuanjingwu turned out from the other side.
The real yuanjingwu man looks at the mob coming to him and at Deng Yifei, who is running away from the village. He leaves without stopping.
Obviously, he has little interest in Deng Yifei.
After running out of Baishan village, Deng Yifei ran another mile. Seeing that there were no refugees around, he stopped.
He wiped off the blood and water on his face, tore off his coat, took out a medicine bottle from his body, poured out a black pill, crushed it, twisted his body and carefully sprinkled it on the wound, and then tore a piece of cloth from his underwear to make a simple bandage for the wound.
Just as he was dressing up the wound, the scream from Baishan village never stopped.
Looking at the direction of Baishan village, he licked his lips and asked in a low voice, "Lord Jianling, have they had an accident?"
All the people stationed in Baishan village died, including Bao Pengcheng and Deng Yifei. They were far away, quick to respond and escaped by chance.
However, Chen Hao certainly won't say anything about it. If he tells the sword master everything, he will find him if he has anything to do in the future. Won't he be bored to death?
"I don't know. I didn't notice. It's too far away!" Chen Hao found an excuse, casually perfunctory sentence and said, "I can only sense the intention to kill you, other want to sense is not easy."
Looking at the fire in Baishan village, Deng Yifei's face was not good-looking.
He should think of his village again.
However, Deng Yifei did not dare to step into Baishan village.
It was not until the next morning that the mobs who conquered Baishan village left with big and small bags of things that Deng Yifei dared to approach Baishan village slowly.
At this time, there was no living person in Baishan village, and even the completed bodies of villagers could not be found.
Most of the survivors are the skinny bodies of the refugees.
In the air, filled with a strange smell of barbecue.
Through the broken window, Deng Yifei could see the bones scattered on the table in the room.He endured nausea and held back his anger. According to the memory of last night, he came to the place where there were the most mob bodies and found the special mark on the tattered uniform of commander Xu. Apart from that, he had nothing.
The village is so quiet that there is no dog barking.
It was so quiet that only the crackle of flames could be heard.
Deng Yifei cold face, looking at the direction of the refugees to leave, did not do more stay, toward the nine city is still running.
There is no reason for Xu Ming's death.
The whole Baishan village is dead, so is Xu Ming.
Xu Ming is a warrior in the sea of Qi!
He came back from the retirement of the army with rich battlefield experience and strong strength.
Among the mobs, the strongest are just a few fighters in the early stage of condensate gas field. How can Xu Ming hold up for less time than Deng Yifei himself?
There are so many doubts that even Deng Yifei is worried.
When Deng Yifei returned to Shangjiu City, he found that the number of refugees outside the city had been reduced by half, and the faces of the city guards stationed at the gate of the city were cold and frightening.
Deng Yishi's identity certificate was handed over to the city guard, who gave it to him.
The city guard took over the certificate and saw that Deng Yifei was covered with blood, and the blood bandage wrapped around his waist was embarrassed. He lowered his voice and asked, "brother, where are you stationed?"
"Baishan village!"
"Captured by the mob?"
"How do you know?" said Deng Yifei
"Plus Baishan village, in the last two days, there have been five small towns in Shangjiu City, and 37 villages have been broken down. How can I not know? If you can come back, you will be lucky! "
"What's the matter?"
"Go in!" The city guards dispersed and did not answer Deng Yifei's question.
Shangjiu city is also quiet. It is no longer as prosperous and noisy as when Deng Yifei left. Many passers-by whispered on the road. They also noticed Deng Yifei, but they didn't dare to talk to him. Maybe the destruction of Shangjiu village and town has spread to the city.
When he arrived at the camp of the city guard, he just wanted to clean the wound. The young officer of the city guard, who was responsible for arranging his task, appeared again.
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