After the black-clothed leader was completely gone, Zheng Dali said in a deep voice, "Young Master, this man is dead!"

Wei Wuji remained silent, his emotions were in a difficult and calm down.

"Can you tell the way this person?" Wei Wuji took his sword into the sheath and asked Zheng Dali.

Zheng Dali looked at it carefully, then flipped over the man in black, and finally said helplessly, "Young master, I really can't see that there are no special marks on these people."

Wei Wuji was a little regretful. If he could find something to prove his identity, he would have sued him while the Marquis of Wei came back.

"Who will save me?" Wei Wuji murmured.

Turning around, Wei Wuji looked at the woods behind him and shouted loudly, "My friend on the other side is for saving his life. Wuji is in the fifth place. Please come out and see him, so that Wuji can express his gratitude."

Wei Wuji's voice came from a distance, and the whole forest seemed to be ringing.

After waiting for a while, no one responded, and no one came out.

"I would like to ask all the heroes to come out and see you." Wei Wuji shouted again, feeling a little unwilling.

After a while, no one answered!

"Young Master, I think those people have left long ago. If they were to show up, after we controlled all the assassins just now, they should have appeared." Zheng Dali walked up and said slowly.

Knowing that what Zheng Dali was right, Wei Wuji did not continue to compete, but his doubts were even heavier.

The one who killed himself left no trace, why did the one who saved him do the same? Wei Wuji said he couldn't figure it out.

"Young Master, are we going to Wu'an Camp?" Zheng Dali asked in a low voice, full of concern about the future.

Wei Wuji glanced at Zheng Dali with a sideways, and then he cut the railway firmly, "Why not go? Is there an assassin in front of him?"

Zheng Dali was speechless, and he was almost at Wu'an Camp ahead, so there was definitely little chance of an assassin.

"Can I be scared by a few more thieves?" Wei Wuji said again, he is worthy of pride in this regard.

Although his palms were sweating just now, Wei Wuji was still calm.

"How many people have we died?" Wei Wuji asked again, this time he had harmed these guards.

"Young Master, this time... nine people died in battle." Zheng Dali's voice was low. These people who died were all brothers on weekdays.

Although he was in the role of a guard, he had to always prepare to sacrifice his life to the Lord, but when the living person died, Zheng Dali was still a little sad.

"They are heroes..." Wei Wuji said slowly.

The guards lying on the ground were covered with scars, but they still held the sword tightly in their hands.

"We must have a grand funeral and be more generous to our family." Wei Wuji looked at Zheng Dali and said solemnly to him.

"I understand!" Zheng Dali bowed and said, "He would do this without saying anything."

After dealing with the funeral of the dead, it is time to thank the living. It is not a formality. Wei Wuji did it very sincerely.

Because he deserves his respect and gratitude to those who can protect him with their lives.

"You guys... thank you for your hard work, Wuji thank you all." Wei Wuji clasped his fists and then bent down to bow to everyone.

"I don't dare..." All the guards, including Zheng Dali, bowed and did not dare or could not accept this gift.

"It is our duty to protect the young master. How can we receive the grand ceremony of the young master?" Zheng Dali explained in a deep voice on behalf of the other guards.

"Today, you will sacrifice your life and forget your life, and Wuji will never forget it!" Wei Wuji bowed again and remembered everyone present in his heart.

He stood up straight and walked to the middle of the fight just now, between the corpses on the ground.

Now that we have seen many, the tragic scenes are hard to stir up trouble in Wei Wuji's eyes.

"Put it away first!" Wei Wuji said slowly after closing his eyes.

Not only the corpses of the guards, but also nearly twenty of the war horses they rode on before, died.

After Wei Wuji ordered, the guards started to work as they said, and the bodies of the dead guards were carried out one by one and arranged neatly.

And for those men in black, they were not treated so well. They were all randomly scribbled in one place, and what might be waiting for them was a big fire.

While everyone was busy, Zheng Dali leaned against Wei Wuji and whispered, "Young Master, it's not advisable to stay here for a long time!"

"What?" Wei Wuji said in confusion.

"I think, you should arrive at Wu'an Camp as soon as possible," Zheng Dali said in a deep voice. He still felt that it was too dangerous to stay in place.

After a few seconds of silence, Wei Wuji nodded. No one could tell such a thing, but it could be avoided, so it would be not too late to go to the Wu'an camp.

Moreover, this is not only responsible for one's own lives, but also for the lives of those guards. If Wei Wuji was safe, they would naturally not die.

"Okay, I'll follow you!" Wei Wuji said in a deep voice. There is no need to be pretentious about this kind of thing.

But he immediately added, "But stay someone and take care of the bodies of the guards."

Zheng Dali nodded. It doesn't matter, but the remaining horses are not enough to take the rest away.

So the order was quickly conveyed and then executed. Zheng Dali quickly selected ten guards, all of whom were injured and had strong combat power.

"Young Master, everything has been arranged. The brothers who stayed will arrange the dead brothers." Zheng Dali came to report.

He will definitely not stay. He must follow Wei Wuji to feel more at ease.

Wei Wuji looked back and saw that the guards left behind were also looking at him.

After nodding to them, Wei Wuji turned around and said, "Let's go..."

He turned over the horse and surrounded by the guards, Wei Wuji swung his whip and left without a trace.

And this time, they didn't care whether the bumps were bumpy or not, and adjusted the horse speed as fast as possible.

Arriving at Wu'an Camp earlier will make you feel safer.

"Young Master, what should we do today? Report to the Wu'an Order?" Zheng Dali asked next to Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji didn't speak, and he was also extremely confused at this time, and he had no idea about this matter.

This time, there is no effective evidence to control this time, and it is impossible to prove who is the one who is doing it. So what is the point of reporting an official? Is it embarrassing myself in Wu'an City?

But he didn't say a word and just let it go, but it didn't fit Wei Wuji's personality. He was not a person who liked to suffer losses.

"Don't report to the official first. I'll stay in Wu'an Camp for a few more days. Let's talk about it when you come back!" Wei Wuji said in a deep voice.

What's the use of reporting the Wu'an Order? It's better to just shake the place where the Marquis of Wei and let him distinguish right from wrong.

"Yes..." Seeing Wei Wuji say this, Zheng Dali had no intention of objecting.

In his opinion, it is undoubtedly the most appropriate thing to let Wei Hou deal with this matter. The strength of Fengying Department is not just a saying.

Then everyone stopped talking and rushed to Wu'an camp with all their might.

However, Wei Wuji was not at peace, and his mind was filled with pictures of previous danger.

Wei Wuji felt a lot of pain about his own weakness, especially when facing danger.

"It's fine if the others are weak, but even fighting is weak, it's really shameful!" Wei Wuji smiled bitterly.
Chapter completed!