Chapter 787

"Didn't you persuade them to change their local martial arts competition?"

"They don't listen to me... No way!"

"Then you killed them all?"

"These villains, living in this world, are simply a waste of air!" Deng Yifei said in righteous words.

Wu Zhe, who asked Deng Yifei what he said, observed the expression on Deng Yifei's face. He didn't see any guilt or regret. All he could see was firmness and persistence.

It happened that such "firmness and persistence" made him take a breath!

Such people are terrible.

He asked tentatively, "aren't you afraid of who and AI's family coming to trouble you?"

"I will reason with them and explain to them why I want to kill he Qiyuan and AI Jiaming!"

"Are you kidding? People will listen to your explanation patiently? People will definitely revenge you directly!"

"If they don't listen!" Deng Yifei said in a deep voice, "that proves that they are unreasonable, or they are also villains... Villains should be killed!"

Wu zhe heard Deng Yifei's answer, and his heart was inexplicably cold.

It's really terrible!

How can there be such a warrior in this world!

How can martial artists who have this kind of cognition live to this day?

"I'm leaving!"

The last warrior hurried away.

Deng Yifei put the two bodies of he Qiyuan and AI Jiaming side by side on the white magic cliff, then glanced at the village not far away, and did not stop.

He knows himself clearly that the strength of the he family and the AI family is definitely beyond his ability to fight. He doesn't plan to go there just after he boarded the city.

Deng Yifei casually found a direction and continued to move forward.

He felt a little aimless and had only one goal in his heart.

However, this state is excellent for Chen Hao and him.

No matter from Deng Yifei's personal safety or from his mood, the less he cares, the safer he is.

The more you worry about, the more distractions in your heart, the easier it is to breed demons.

Deng Yi ran for more than 700 miles and felt a little safer before he stopped and ate a few mouthfuls of dry food.

He rested for a while on a big stone on the roadside, and saw a caravan coming from a distance.

The caravan was large, with more than 80 guards, more than 70 servants, and more than 70 carriages full of goods. Deng Yifei glanced at the caravan and found that many guards of the caravan were disheartened, with injuries and bloody bandages on their bodies.

Deng Yifei stood by the roadside, while the caravan guards looked at him with some vigilance.

Deng Yifei understood this vigilance and was not angry.

Soon, Deng Yifei noticed that there was a powerful middle-aged warrior in the caravan.

He is about 40 years old, tall, with short hair, a thick back knife at his waist, and a gray armor, which makes him extremely powerful.

Deng Yifei noticed the other party, and the other party also noticed Deng Yifei.

The other party walked directly to Deng Yifei, and before he got close, he shouted, "Hello, I'm Gao Zeming, the escort of the Xujia chamber of Commerce in Liuyun city!"

"Scattered cultivator, Deng Yifei!"

"Deng Yifei?" Before Gao Zeming spoke, a little old man next to Gao Zeming repeated Deng Yifei's name, and then looked at him brightly, "are you Deng Yifei, the aurora swordsman?"

"It seems that some people call me the ghost of sorrow!" Deng Yifei laughed slightly at himself, "do you know me, too?"

"I didn't know you at first, but I heard your name recently, and I heard that you are a..." the old man seriously considered the wording, "I heard that you are a warrior with a sense of justice!"

"Well, indeed, I am such a person!"

Deng Yifei nodded very seriously, not modest at all.

Gao Zemin turned around and said to the old man, "Xu Lao, this Aurora swordsman is not simple. His strength should be broken!"

"Really?" The old man looked at Deng Yifei in surprise, hesitated and asked, "Your Excellency, it's like this. The goods transported by our caravan this time are relatively expensive, but on the way, we were attacked several times, and the situation is not good. Even captain Gao was injured, so I want to ask if you are willing to escort our chamber of Commerce back to Yuncheng, and we will give you a satisfactory price!"

"Satisfactory price?" Deng Yifei frowned. He didn't know how much he should charge, so he asked, "will there be a lot of trouble along the way? Those mountain bandits and robbers?"

"There may be a lot!"

"How much commission do ordinary martial artists charge? How much do you think I should charge?"

The old man pondered for a long time and gave a conscience price: "there may be a lot of accidents on the road, and we can give 100000 inferior spirit stones!"

Deng Yifei was curious: "there are many accidents? Can you tell me why?"

"This... No!"

"Well... If I can do it once, I'll charge you 10000 spirit stones less commission. If I can do it more than ten times, I can don't need spirit stones... If the road is calm and there is nothing, I'll charge you 100000 spirit stones!"

The old man in charge of the caravan and gaozemin, the captain of the escort team, looked at each other.

It is the first time for them to encounter this kind of charging standard in all these years.

The more trouble you encounter, the less you charge

"Can you tell us why you charge so much?" The old man asked cautiously.

"I like to meet villains and kill villains. If I can meet villains, I'll be happy. I'm willing to fight for free!"

"We... Understand!" The old man of the caravan took a deep breath, and his eyes were full of respect. "Your honor, the name of the aurora swordsman is indeed worthy of its reputation, and you really hate evil!"

Deng Yifei just smiled and didn't speak again.

Soon, the Xujia chamber of Commerce set up a carriage for Deng Yifei and equipped him with a servant.

Sitting on the thick plush cushion of the carriage, the air is fragrant, and the bump of the carriage is very small.

Deng Yifei sat down cross legged and began to enter the state of cultivation, restoring the real yuan consumed when he ran away during the day.

In the evening, the whole caravan began to camp.

Deng Yifei's carriage stopped in the middle of the camp and was treated the same as gaozeming, the leader of the guard, and the old steward.

They just need someone else to prepare them.

Before long, Deng Yifei smelled the smell of the meal. The servant assigned to him ran over and said, "Sir, steward Xu said, please go down to dinner!"

"Well, all right!"

Deng Yi flew out of the carriage and saw more than a dozen campfires lit in the camp. Many guards and servants surrounded the campfire, talking in a low voice and eating.

The bonfire made their faces red.

Not far away, Gao Zeming waved to Deng Yifei and motioned for him to pass.

At the campfire where Gao Zeming is located, five people have been surrounded, including steward Xu, Gao Zeming, a 13-year-old boy with a young face, and two other guards.