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

"Master, can't you really open up one side?"

In the end, Deng Yifei's heart is still unable to pass the barrier.

"No, you go down. I'm going to rest!"

Congenital martial arts did not expect, Deng Yifei did not understand his meaning, some angry wave let him out.

It was so obvious that Deng Yifei didn't dare to insist any more. He pushed out the room of the congenital warrior, said hello to the mayor and the leader of the militia and left.

Passing by the group of controlled refugees, they hesitated about last night's riot. Many of the young refugees died. Most of the rest were women, children and old people. They were thin and huddled together, trying to warm themselves from others.

Although spring is approaching, the weather is still cold.

As soon as those refugees saw Deng Yifei, they almost hung their heads to death, because he was stained with too much blood.

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

"Of course not. If you are more powerful, maybe the inborn warrior will let you go!" Chen Hao said in a low voice, "if you have money and a lot of spirit stones, you can still buy him off. Do you believe it?"

Deng Yifei looked at the refugees, bowed his head and did not speak any more.

There is nothing he can do about these refugees.

He's not strong enough to save them.

"Have you ever thought, if you can really save them, what are you going to do with 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 magnanimous said, "you know, in this world, human power is limited, you can't save all people, you can't kill all the villains, do according to your ability, worthy of your heart, that's right!"

"Well!"

"By the way, do you want to see the little girl you saved? I suspect she might still be hiding under the bed

"It's really possible!"

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

The room of that family was still in a mess. There were bodies everywhere. The ground was stained red with blood, and there was almost no place to walk.

Last night's riot spread to the whole town. After suppressing the refugees, the militia were busy fighting the fire and rescuing the injured. They had just started to clean up the bodies in the town, and they had not yet 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. He saw a pair of frightened eyes.

The girl desperately toward the inside, Deng Yifei heard the cry of depression.

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

Under the bed, the girl's crying stopped, her eyes opened again and looked at Deng Yifei warily.

"Those The mob has been killed by the militia. You are safe now. Come out! "

Deng Yifei handed out his hand.

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

He gently pulled the little girl out.

The little girl looks a little smaller than Deng Yifei. Her clothes and trousers are torn to pieces. Her face is covered with dust. A black tear extends from the corner of her left eye to the sideburns.

Maybe because of the cold, when she was flying out by Deng Yi, she half bowed and kept swinging.

Her eyes skimmed over the bodies around her and looked directly at the female corpse at the door, tears streaming out again.

Deng Yifei bowed his head and felt very uncomfortable.

What happened to the little girl happened to him.

He won't coax the girl, he just wrapped the sheet on her bed stained with mob blood: "come with me!"

With that, he took the little girl by the hand and took her to the street. The little girl didn't do any resistance, but was mechanically pulled away.

As soon as they were pulled into the street, some townspeople found them.

"Xiaolian, are you ok?"

An old woman came up and asked.

She also looked at Deng Yifei with great vigilance, but she didn't dare to say anything more.

After all, the red blood on Deng Yifei's body looks very frightening.

"Do you know her?"

"Of course, there are no people in this small town I don't know!"

"Then take care of her!" Deng Yifei put Xiaolian's hand into the old woman's, "when I saved her yesterday, her family died!"Listening to Deng Yifei's words, the old woman's eyes suddenly became friendly.

After all, the boy helped their town last night!

But then, she spit in the direction of the refugees: "those animals who killed thousands of knives should be cut to pieces!"

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

"Well, that's good!"

When Deng Yifei finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Lord Jianling has a saying that you are right. You should help others according to your ability. He has already helped those who should be helped. He has done his utmost and has a clear conscience.

Xiaolian looks at his back and tears flow down again.

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

His school uniform, which had been put in the burden before, had been torn to pieces by the crazy refugees.

Along the official road, Deng Yifei went all the way to Shangjiu city. He met many refugees. However, when they saw that he was young and strong, they did not dare to approach him.

In addition, every ten meters, Deng Yifei could find the bodies that fell on the roadside.

Some are single, some are continuous, because the weather has not warmed up, the body has not rotted, looks particularly terrible.

Deng Yifei could also see some dry grass leaves near the mouth of some corpses.

There are also refugees lying on the side of the road, motionless, breathing more, less, staring at the sky with open eyes.

When Deng Yifei passes by, their eyes follow Deng Yifei's unconscious rotation These are people waiting to die!

Some family members were powerless to encourage their families and said, "go on, wait until the next town, maybe we can find something to eat!"

"Really? Father, I want to eat steamed bun No, I want to eat frog, just like the one I ate the other day! "

"Of course it's true. I don't cheat. I'll hunt for you there. Whatever you want to eat will do!"

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