Chapter 730

"You fledgling young people just lack experience!" The congenital warrior put on the posture of his predecessors, and some said earnestly, "when you have more experience, you will no longer sympathize with those refugees."

"Elder, can't you really forgive me?"

After all, Deng Yifei still couldn't get over that ridge in his heart.

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

Tiantian wuzhe didn't expect that Deng Yifei didn't understand what he meant, and waved him out angrily.

The expulsion order was so obvious that Deng Yifei didn't dare to insist anymore. He pushed out the room of the congenital warrior, greeted the mayor and the militia captain and left.

Passing by the group of controlled refugees, hesitating about the riots last night, many young people among the refugees died, and most of the rest were women, children and old people. Their thin bodies were shivering and tightly crowded together, trying to get warm from others.

Although spring is coming, the weather is still cold.

The refugees almost hung their heads when they saw Deng Yifei, because his body was stained with too much blood.

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

"Of course not. If you are stronger, maybe the innate martial artist will let you go!" Chen Hao whispered, "if you have money and a lot of spirit stones, you may still buy him out. Do you believe it?"

Deng Yifei glanced at the refugees, bowed his head, and did not speak again.

There is nothing he can do about these refugees.

He is not strong enough to save them.

"Have you ever thought about how you plan to settle them if you can really save them?" Chen Hao asked again, "or do you save them and then let them starve to death?"

"I... never thought about it!"

"Nothing!" Chen Hao said magnanimously, "you know, in this world, human power is limited. You can't save all people or kill all villains. Do what you can and be worthy of your heart, that's right!"

"Yes!"

"By the way, the little girl you saved, do you want to have a look? I doubt that she may still hide under the bed!"

"It's really possible!"

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

The room of that family was still in a mess, with bodies everywhere. The ground was red with blood, and there was almost nowhere to go.

Last night, the riot spread to the whole town. After suppressing the refugees, the militia, in addition to controlling the refugees, were also busy fighting fires and rescuing the injured. They had just begun to clean up the bodies in the town and had not had time to come here.

Deng Yifei stepped on the body and went to the bedroom. He patted the bed gently. There was no movement under the bed.

He knelt down and looked inside, just in time to see a pair of frightened eyes.

The girl desperately shrank in, and Deng Yifei faintly heard the suppressed cry.

"Come out, you should know me? Last night, I saved it." Deng Yifei tried to say in a gentle voice.

Under the bed, the girl's crying stopped, and her eyes opened again, looking at Deng Yifei with vigilance.

"Those... Mobs have been killed by the militia. You are safe now. Come out!"

Deng Yifei handed his hand out.

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

He pulled the little girl out with a gentle pull.

The little girl looked a little smaller than Deng Yifei. Her clothes and trousers were torn to pieces, and her face was covered with dust. A black tear mark stretched from the corner of her left eye to her temples.

Maybe it was because of the cold. When Deng Yi flew out, she half bowed and kept swinging.

Her eyes glanced at the corpses around her 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 the little girl happened to him, too.

He won't coax the girl. He just wrapped the sheets on the bed full of mob blood on her: "come with me!"

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

As soon as they were pulled to the street, the townspeople found the two men.

"Xiaolian, are you all right?"

An old woman hurried over and asked.

She also looked at Deng Yifei with great vigilance, but did not dare to say anything more.

After all, the Yan red blood on Deng Yifei looks frightening.

"Do you know her?"

"Of course I do. There are no people I don't know in this town!"

"Then take care of her!" Deng Yifei put Xiaolian's hand into the old woman's hand, "when I saved her yesterday, her family died!"

Hearing Deng Yifei's words, the old woman's eyes suddenly became kind.

After all, the boy helped their town last night!

But then she spit fiercely in the direction of the refugees: "those beasts who killed thousands of knives should be cut thousands of knives!"

"Don't worry, I'll take care of her. Xiaolian is a diligent girl!"

"Well, that's good!"

Deng Yifei said the words, turned around and left.

Lord Jianling is right in saying that you should do what you can to help others. He has helped those who should help. He has done his utmost and has a clear conscience.

Xiaolian stared at his back gradually disappearing, and her tears flowed down again.

In the inn, Deng Yifei took a bath, washed his blood stained clothes and put them on his body. He left the town.

His sect uniform, previously placed in the bag, had long been torn to pieces by the crazy refugees.

Deng Yifei followed the official road and went all the way to Shangjiu city. He met many refugees, but those refugees did not dare to approach him when they saw that he was young and strong and with Li Ren.

In addition, every more than ten meters away, Deng Yifei can find the bodies that fell dead on the roadside.

Some are alone, some are several in succession, because the weather has not warmed up, and the bodies have not rotted, which looks particularly terrible.

Deng Yifei could still see some dry grass leaves near the mouths of some corpses.

There were also refugees lying on the roadside, motionless, with more air out and less air in, staring at the sky with open eyes.

When Deng Yifei passed by, their eyes followed Deng Yifei's unconscious rotation... These are people waiting to die!

Some people with families weakly encouraged their families and said, "walk again until the next town, maybe we can find something to eat!"

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

"Of course it's true. I'm not lying. I'll hunt for you there and eat whatever you want!!!"

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