I Am a Magic Sword

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"Correct!"

Deng Yifei cherishes words like gold.

"Deacon Song asked you to go over immediately, he wants to see you!"

"what's up?"

"I don't know!" the servant said, "Master Deacon just let me take you past."

"Ok!"

Deng Yifei nodded indifferently.

He didn't know any deacons Song, but he didn't think anyone dared to pose as a deacon inside Tian Yunzong.

Following the servant, Deng Yifei came to the mission hall on Yunhai Peak, and then the servant took him again through the right side door, and not long after, he saw a thin, goateeed man Year Warrior.

The servant whispered: "Master Deacon, Deng Yifei has arrived!"

"Okay, go ahead!"

After the servants left, Deacon Song looked at Deng Yifei and asked, "Do you know why I want to see you?"

"I don't know!"

"More than two months ago, did you do the mission in Shangjiu City?"

"Yes!" Deng Yifei nodded.

"You not only voluntarily quit the mission, but also remind those refugees to leave?" Deacon Song asked with a frown.

"Yes!"

"Can you tell me why?"

"I can't bear it, I can't bear to shoot those refugees, I can't bear to watch them die!"

Deacon Song nodded and said, "Actually, Shang Jiucheng has no plans to hold you accountable, they just mentioned a sentence by the way!"

Seeing that Deng Yifei had no expression on his face, Deacon Song could only continue to say: "Fortunately, you are clever, just saying that Shang Jiucheng wants to suppress the mob, it may affect them, otherwise, once Shang Jiucheng blames you, we Tianyunmen said You may not be able to protect you, after all, you are just an outside disciple!"

"Since I did it, I am not afraid of taking responsibility, I am mentally prepared!"

"I checked your information, your talent is really good!" After a little praise for Deng Yifei, the expression on Deacon Song's face quickly converged, and he said harshly in a warning tone: "But I hope that you have to do something The warrior’s consciousness, as a warrior, should not have too much mercy or compassion in his heart. Too much mercy and sympathy will only hurt you, understand?"

"But deacon, I don't think so!"

Deacon Song's warning tone failed to frighten Deng Yifei.

Just listen to Deng Yifei continue to say: "I think the stronger the warrior, the more compassionate, the more compassionate, help the weak, eradicate the scoundrels, let more ordinary people live and work in peace, because the stronger the strength, the greater the responsibility !"

Deng Yifei's words were definitely from his heart. If there were any masters who were willing to kill the evil wolf village, would that happen in their village?

Deacon Song never dreamed that his words would be refuted by a 13-year-old disciple of Ningqijing.

A long table in front of him shouted loudly: "Are you questioning me?"

The long table was torn apart by him!

At this time, Chen Hao inside the Red Blood Sword said in Deng Yifei's ear: "See, not see, some warriors who think they are high are like this. You can't justify you, just want to threaten to scare you!"

"Master Deacon, I'm not questioning your words. You have your point of view, and I have my criteria!" Deng Yifei said, gritting his teeth, "I will carry out my life's faith!"

Looking at Deng Yifei's stubborn and firm eyes, Deacon Song's heart dissipated a lot.

Judging only from the eyes, Deacon Song knew that Deng Yifei was not lying, that was indeed his belief!

Those with firm beliefs are worthy of respect.

And after all, Deng Yifei is his junior, so devoted to a junior, Deacon Song also feels that he is a little fussy.

But after all, his face couldn't hold, and he could only wave, not angry, said: "Forget it, go on!"

Deng Yifei slowly retired after paying his respects to Deacon Song. He walked to the door and the servant was still waiting for him.

"I'll take you out, outside disciples are not allowed to enter here!" The servant said with a bow.

"Thank you!"

When we were about to reach the mission hall, the servant who led the way said: "Master, I just heard what you said!"

"Why, do you think I was wrong?"

"No, I think you are a respectable warrior!"

When Deng Yifei crossed the threshold of the last door, he looked back at a servant, who hung his head down and stood quietly.

Deng Yifei entered the mission hall, and the hustle and bustle remained in the hall. Many outside disciples gathered in twos and threes, staring at the tasks on the big blackboard and discussing fiercely.

Deng Yifei did not leave, and his eyes searched for a task suitable for him on the large blackboard.

He doesn't care about the task reward. The task can't be too complicated or time-consuming. It's better to stay away from Zongmen. Like last time, it is best to leave for two or three months!

Attention to the practice of Ningqi Realm, in the past month, Deng Yifei listened carefully to the explanations of the disciples of the inner door and the deacon adults.

What he needs now is to improve his cultivation practice and his strength!

Staying in Zongmen, he not only failed to fulfill the mission requirements of the Red Blood Sacred Sword, his strength was gradually overtaken by other peers!

At midnight, a meniscus hangs in the sky.

At this moment, except for a few specific areas in Quxia City, almost no lights were visible.

Especially in Quxia City, Xicheng, where most civilians live, is dark and silent. Only occasionally after half an hour, the footsteps of the City Guard patrol can be heard.

Because this is not a wealthy area, nor is it a special period, the City Guard patrol is not diligent.

Deng Yifei was lying on the roof of a tall building in the west of Xicheng District, holding his breath, a pair of sharp eyes scanned all the streets nearby, and listened carefully to all the wind and grass.

Three years have passed, Deng Yifei is 16 years old, and his body has been raised one meter nine, which is considered tall among martial artists.

His body is not burly and strong, but the muscles wrapped under the uniform of Tianyunmen are strong.

Chen Hao feels that Deng Yifei should be the kind of man who wears thin clothes and undresses meat.

Over the past three years, Deng Yifei's strength has grown steadily, from the peak of the condensed air environment, across the sea of ​​air, to the late stage of the real yuan, close to the peak level of the real yuan.

The lifting speed is a bit slow, but Chen Hao can still barely accept that Deng Yifei is not lazy, but rather a bit diligent. In the past three years, he has stayed outside for a long time to perform tasks, and there are many villains who die on his hand Good and bad.

As for why Deng Yifei is lying on this tall building, the reason is actually very simple. He is waiting for an enemy to be killed.

Chen Hao admired Deng Yifei's patience. For a villain in the real world, he even lay on this building without eating, drinking, sleeping, waiting for five days and five nights!