"Didn't you persuade them to change places to compete in the past?"
"They won't listen to me... no way!"
"Then you killed them all?"
"These villains, living in this world, are simply wasting air!" Deng Yifei said righteously.
The martial artist who asked Deng Yifei's words observed the expression on Deng Yifei's face, he didn't see any guilt or regret, all he could see was firmness and persistence.
But it was such "firm and persistent" that made him gasp!
This kind of person is terrible.
He tentatively asked: "Aren't you afraid that the He family and the Ai family will come to trouble you?"
"I will reason with them and explain to them why I killed He Qiyuan and Ai Jiaming!"
"Are you joking? People will listen to your explanation patiently? They will definitely seek revenge on you directly!"
"If they don't listen!" Deng Yifei said in a deep voice, "It proves that they don't understand the truth, or they are also villains... The villains should be killed!"
Hearing Deng Yifei's answer, the warrior felt inexplicably cold.
It's really terrible!
In this world, how could such warriors exist!
How can a martial artist with this kind of cognition survive till now
"I bid farewell!"
The last warrior left in a hurry.
Deng Yifei put the two corpses of He Qiyuan and Ai Jiaming side by side on the White Demon Cliff, then glanced at the village not far away, and did not stop there.
He has self-knowledge that the strength of the He family and the Ai family is definitely not something he can fight against, and he has no intention of going to the city just now.
Deng Yifei found a direction at random and continued to move forward.
He felt a little aimless, with only one goal in mind.
But this state is very good for Chen Hao and for him.
No matter from the point of view of Deng Yifei's personal safety or his state of mind, the less he worries about, the safer he will be.
The more you worry about, the more distracting thoughts you have in your mind, the easier it is to breed demons.
After running for more than seven hundred miles, Deng Yifei felt a little safer, so he stopped and took a few mouthfuls of dry food.
He rested for a while on a big rock by the side of the road, and saw a caravan approaching from a distance.
The caravan was very large, with more than 80 guards, more than 70 servants, and more than 70 carriages full of goods. Deng Yifei took a look at the caravan and found that many guards in the caravan were disgraced, with injuries on their bodies, wrapped in Bloody bandage.
Deng Yifei stood by the side of the road, while the caravan guards looked at him warily.
Deng Yifei understood this vigilance and was not angry.
Soon, Deng Yifei noticed that in the caravan, there was a powerful middle-aged warrior.
He was about forty years old, with a burly build, short hair, a thick back knife on his waist, and a gray armor, which looked extremely mighty.
Deng Yifei noticed the other party, and the other party also noticed Deng Yifei.
The other party went straight to Deng Yifei, and before approaching him, he shouted loudly: "Hello, I am Gao Zeming, the guard of the Xu Family Chamber of Commerce in Liuyun City!"
"Loose martial artist, Deng Yifei!"
"Deng Yifei?" Before Gao Zeming could speak, a little old man next to Gao Zeming repeated Deng Yifei's name, and then looked at him with burning eyes, "Are you that Aurora Swordsman Deng Yifei?"
"Some people seem to call me a ghost!" Deng Yifei laughed a little self-deprecatingly, "You know me too?"
"I didn't know you at first, but I heard about your name recently. I heard that you are a..." The old man carefully considered his words, "I heard that you are a warrior with a sense of justice!"
"Well, indeed, I am indeed that kind of person!"
Deng Yifei nodded seriously, not at all modest.
Gao Zeming turned around and said to the old man: "Old Xu, this Aurora swordsman is not simple, his strength should be beyond the heavens!"
"Really?" The old man looked at Deng Yifei in surprise, and asked hesitantly, "Your Excellency, it's like this. The goods our caravan transported this time are quite expensive, but on the way, we were attacked several times. The situation is not good, even Captain Gao was injured, so I would like to ask, if you are willing to escort our chamber of commerce back to Liuyun City, 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 bandits and robbers?"
"It could be a lot!"
"How much commission do ordinary skybreaker warriors charge? How much do you think I should charge?"
The old man pondered for a long time, and gave a price of conscience: "Many accidents may happen on the road, we can produce one hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones!"
Deng Yifei was a little curious: "A lot of surprises? Can you tell me why?"
"This... can't!"
"Then how about this... If I can make one shot, I will charge you 10,000 less spirit stone commissions. If I make more than ten shots, I don't need spirit stones... If the road is calm and there is nothing, I will charge you 100,000 spirit stones." !"
The old man in charge of the caravan and the captain of the guard Gao Zeming looked at each other in blank dismay.
It was the first time they encountered such a charging standard after traveling all over the world for so many years.
The more trouble you have, the less you pay...
"Can you tell us why you charge so much?" the old man asked cautiously.
"I like to encounter villains, I like to kill villains, if I can meet villains, I will be happy, and I am willing to do it for free!"
"We...understood!" The caravan old man took a deep breath, his eyes full of respect, "Your Excellency's title of Aurora Swordsman is indeed well-deserved, and your Excellency really hates evil!"
Deng Yifei just smiled and didn't speak any more.
Soon the Xu Family Chamber of Commerce specially vacated a carriage for Deng Yifei and equipped him with a servant.
Sitting on the thick velvet cushion on the carriage, the air is full of fragrance, and the bumps of the carriage are also very small.
Deng Yifei sat down cross-legged and began to enter the state of cultivation, recovering the true energy consumed during the daytime escape.
At night, the entire caravan set up camp.
Deng Yifei's carriage was parked in the center of the camp, and he was treated the same as the head of the guard, Gao Zeming, and the old steward.
They just need someone else to get them ready.
Not long after, Deng Yifei could smell the aroma of the food, and the servant assigned to him ran over and said, "Your Excellency, Manager Xu said, please go down to eat!"
"okay!"
Deng Yifei got out of the carriage and saw more than a dozen bonfires burning within the campsite. Many guards and servants gathered around the bonfires, chatting quietly and eating at the same time.
The bonfire reflected their faces flushed red.
Not far away, Gao Zeming waved to Deng Yifei, signaling him to go over.
At the bonfire where Gao Zeming was, there were already five people surrounding him, Guanshi Xu, Gao Zeming, a young boy about thirteen years old with an immature face, and two other guards.
(end of this chapter)