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"Ahhh, save me 600..."
"How can you be so strong..."
"hateful……"
A dozen or so breaths passed.
More than twenty bandits were all killed, more than half of them died. The remaining bandits were either missing arms or legs, and were severely wounded, uttering cries of pain.
Seeing the horrific state of these people, Li Ding'an didn't say a word, but coldly delivered the finishing blows, beheading all the remaining bandits.
At last.
The entire group of bandits was killed.
This scene.
The little beggar, who was watching from the shadows, was deeply shocked. Li Ding'an killed more than twenty bandits single-handedly, leaving the little beggar speechless.
"You...you are really the Ding'an brother I rescued?"
The little beggar climbed out of the pit and came to Li Ding'an, asking blankly.
"Of course it's me. How about it? My swordsmanship, which I've been practicing lately, isn't pretty good!"
Li Ding'an tied the short knife to his waist, looked around, and felt a great sense of satisfaction as he watched the group of bandits die.
"You are indeed very strong. I didn't expect you to unleash so many transparent light blades. You really amazed me."
Speaking of it.
The little beggar pointed at the corpses on the ground with a pained expression and added, "But killing so many people at once seems a bit cruel."
“If you are not cruel, those who kill will be killed in return, and those who insult others will be insulted in return.”
Li Ding'an felt no remorse whatsoever; on the contrary, he felt a great sense of accomplishment. He then said, "Bandits are not human at all. They are just evil thieves who only know how to burn, kill, and plunder. Killing more of these beasts is the only way to rid the people of this scourge."
The little beggar nodded in deep agreement upon hearing this.
She thought of her house, which had been burned down by bandits a month ago, the disasters the bandits had brought to the desert town over the years, and the innocent people who had died. Her sympathy for the bandits vanished instantly.
The little beggar said, "Brother Ding'an, you're right. All these bandits should be killed."
"Well, since you call me brother, I'll call you little sister from now on."
Li Ding'an smiled and patted the little beggar's head, then led her back to the dilapidated wooden house to pack their belongings.
Soon after.
The death of the bandits here caught the attention of the people in the desert town. When the people from the surrounding area heard the news, they spontaneously came to congratulate them, bringing with them aged wine and beef and mutton that they usually couldn't bear to eat.
Faced with this sudden aid, Li Ding'an showed some surprise, but not much.
After all, he killed a group of bandits in one fell swoop, which can be described as eliminating a scourge for the people. It is reasonable for him to be regarded as a hero.
"Hero, please accept our kindness."
"Hero, I have 20 jin of beef and mutton here, as a small token of my appreciation."
"To celebrate the killing of the bandits, I am presenting the hero with 100 sesame cakes."
"Heaven has eyes! This must be the savior that God has sent to this desert town! Good, good, good!"
89396四si6 “I was blind before, mistaking a hero for a useless person. I was truly a useless blacksmith…”
He heard what the people outside the house were saying.
Li Ding'an came out carrying a bundle and said to everyone, "Please don't stand on ceremony with me, I appreciate your kindness. Please take care of the corpses of these bandits to prevent the spread of plague."
"Don't worry, hero, we'll dig a pit and burn the bandits' bodies in a bit."
Many people echoed his sentiments, looking at Li Ding'an with gratitude.
at this time.
A blacksmith carrying two knives came up to Li Ding'an, kowtowed several times, and pleaded, "Great hero, please take me as your apprentice, I beg you!"
Li Ding'an recognized this person.
This man was Wang Er, a blacksmith from a nearby desert town. He was tall and burly. Although he had never practiced any martial arts manuals, he had developed a cultivation level comparable to that of a Xiantian-level martial artist by exercising his muscles and bones through blacksmithing.
More than half a month ago.
Li Ding'an wanted to buy a knife from Wang Er's blacksmith shop, but after seeing that he was a one-armed cripple, Wang Er had no intention of selling him the knife and instead impatiently chased him away.
Unexpectedly, this person changed his mind based on the prevailing winds and even considered becoming an apprentice; it's truly speechless.
"Get up. I have no intention of taking on any apprentices at the moment."
Li Ding'an spoke indifferently, chewing on the sweet potato in his mouth, not even glancing at the blacksmith Wang Er.
“Great hero, are you still holding a grudge against me? It was all my fault before. I was blind to your greatness and that caused some misunderstandings. If you take me as your apprentice, I am willing to give you all my savings and even my blacksmith shop.”
Blacksmith Wang Er looked terrified, fearing that the one-armed expert in front of him would refuse him, so he offered his own terms.
Because he knew very well that in this chaotic world, gold and silver were all external possessions; only by becoming stronger could he protect himself.
Only by becoming stronger can one gain a foothold in the martial arts world, and then one will lack nothing in terms of status and position!
"Not interested in."
"Great hero..."
"roll!!!"
Li Ding'an gave a cold shout, which immediately intimidated the blacksmith Wang Er.
Li Ding'an naturally wouldn't give such an opportunistic person a friendly look; he was already being lenient by not killing him outright.
"Yes, yes, yes, I'll get out of here right now..."
Blacksmith Wang Er broke out in a cold sweat, not daring to show any disrespect.
As for holding a grudge against Li Ding'an, that's even more impossible. He was able to wipe out a group of bandits in one fell swoop, so his strength is self-evident.
Making an enemy of such a peerless master would absolutely mean certain death.
Watching the blacksmith Wang Er leave, Li Ding'an simply snorted and ignored him.
As a grandmaster-level expert, Li Ding'an considered Wang Er, a snob, to be nothing more than an ant, not worth paying much attention to.
Next.
Li Ding'an accepted the gifts from the other people because he felt it was rightfully his.
From that day on, a one-armed hero appeared in the desert town, killing bandits and hunters within a hundred miles, making them tremble with fear. Of course, that's a story for another time.
After Li Ding'an and the little beggar finished eating and drinking, they immediately opened the Multiverse Communication Group and changed their nickname to: Lianfeng One-Armed Hero.
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Chapter 99 Sign-in: Important Intelligence - Bandit Leader Besieges Lianfeng Ship
[Ding! The one-armed blacksmith of Lianfeng has changed his group nickname to: Lianfeng One-Armed Hero.]
Multiverse Communication Group.
The system notification popped up.
Members of the online group started popping up.
Qiao Feng: "I thought there were new people joining the group, but it turns out they just changed their group nicknames~ How boring."
Group owner Jiang Bai: "From one-armed blacksmith to one-armed hero, this name is indeed more classy than the old one."
The ten-year-old boy from Icefire Island said, "It seems I also need to change my group nickname to something more imposing. Does anyone have any good suggestions? If one is adopted, I will definitely give 1000 points as a reward."
Skyscraper Xie Yanke: "Young man, let me give you a nickname. Don't you have the Dragon-Slaying Saber? How about calling you '[Dragon-Slaying Saber Boy]'?"
The ten-year-old boy from Ice and Fire Island said: "It's too outdated, it doesn't suit me at all."
Little Nannan: "Little Nannan also wants to change her group nickname to something cool. Grandpas, uncles, and big brothers, do you have any good suggestions?"
Master Hu of the Rebirth Hall: "I think the little girl is actually quite nice. How about we call you Little Cutie? (playful.jpg)"
Little Girl: "It doesn't sound good, it doesn't sound good, I think I'll keep my group nickname. (Cold sweat.jpg)"
Lianfenghao One-Armed Hero: "I only practiced my swordsmanship seriously for ten days without chatting, and you guys still like to flood the group chat so much. Don't you even need to practice?"
Qiao Feng: "No way, no way, it can't be true, you actually cultivated diligently for ten days? This is a complete waste of time, a waste of ten sign-in opportunities."
Scholar Ning Caichen: "If it were me, I would definitely find ten places to sign in. As long as I'm lucky, signing in once is more reliable than cultivating for ten years."
"This Ning Caichen hasn't signed any good deals lately, yet he has the nerve to pontificate here. He's hopeless."
at this time.
Jiang Bai, the group admin, twitched his lips and then directly tagged Ning Caichen.
Group owner Jiang Bai: "@Scholar Ning Caichen. You're making it sound so real, so tell me what good stuff you've checked in for lately?"
Scholar Ning Caichen: "Ahem, I'm still on my way to the capital. I'll definitely have something to show for it when I get back to the Cihang Hall in the capital."
Ning Caichen also expressed his helplessness.