"Lusa!" (Orcish: Curse!)
The orcs, who were in a collapsed world, had no choice but to become the fuel for the fire lotus blooming on the reef land. Before they died, they unwillingly cast out the most vicious curse of the orcs towards Mu Ziyun. In an attempt to use this method to find a reason for peace of mind for the road to hell that he is about to embark on, "Lusa" all human beings, "Lusa" the man who destroyed them in front of his eyes.
The flame never dies. It burns the place where the beasts live, the homes of humans, and the creatures living in this world, turning everything that is considered imperfect into ashes. It is so selfish, so heartless.
Mu Ziyun covered himself with a rag picked up from the soil, covered his head tightly, and walked in a familiar direction, stepping on the corpses of the same kind and different kinds. Obviously, he was already intoxicated by the fire.
It turned out that he had penetrated deep into the land without realizing it, and Liang Xiyuan had already fallen behind him. He couldn't help but speed up his pace. The more the fire around him burned, the more new flames would merge into Mu Ziyun. body to make up for his lack of energy.
The cold wind howled, blowing the ruined things all over the world. Mu Ziyun came to a sad place. The originally gorgeous city really turned into ruins, and human corpses were pressed under the ruins of the wall. People go to comfort. Mu Ziyun walked close to the city and looked at the miserable scene in the abandoned city. He did not feel much emotion. Instead, he adapted to the outcome. This is war, higher than the racial war between humans. Everyone will face such an ending. , and even think that the outcome of the loser is natural. If the winner is humans, then what they do will not be any different from the orcs.
However, after a few miles of journey, the thing Mu Ziyun least wanted to think about still tightly grasped his heart. His repeated rejections and avoidances still could not erase the coldness in his heart. Because this city is Wangtu, the hometown of kites.
What a beautiful city, what a wonderful city. Look at the stone brick wall that fell among the broken tiles. It has finely carved patterns of warriors, and even the patterns on the shields are clear. Look at the stream flowing in the ruins, it is still so clear. If you dip your fingers into it and taste it, I believe it will still be sweet and delicious.
Mu Ziyun couldn't explain what it felt like. This city had nothing to do with him. Instead, he should have grinned. He didn't smell the stench in the city. The kite had either escaped or died, no matter what. The results seemed to be something Mu Ziyun was happy to see. He seemed not to want anything to happen to Kite, but also seemed to want her to die. In the end, he couldn't hold back and rushed into the ruins of Wangtu like flying. The main road had disappeared. He could only rely on fragmentary memories to find the door of Kite's home. He found it. The door had not fallen down, even if the door behind it was The house has collapsed into dust, but it still stands there stubbornly, guarding the dignity of someone unknown.
There was no place for Mu Ziyun to stay inside the gate. There were too few people in the old man Xu Shifeng's house. Mu Ziyun watched for a long time but could not see a body. Mu Ziyun stepped into the gate with his left foot and stepped on a piece of brick. Suddenly, there was a burst of bitterness in his heart. He pulled back his foot and muttered to himself: "No, I won't watch." Then he ran to the northeast and passed through the abandoned city. Passed by without stopping for a moment.
The city in the sky, Mianzuo, has now collapsed into a mountain pile, with countless undead buried inside. However, during the journey since then, the footprints of the beast tribe have become less and less. Makino has only destroyed some fields and houses. There were only a few rooms left, and it seemed that the people from Liang Xiyuan blocked the orc attack and protected the residents here. After arriving at the entrance of the temple, it was completely a human world. However, the streets were no longer noisy as before, but the shops were still open. Mu Ziyun selected a few and went in. He found that they were all empty and there was no one in sight. As he walked, , hearing bursts of noise, which was coming from Liangxi Courtyard, Mu Ziyun started walking in a hurry.
Today, Liangxi Courtyard is full of people from the entrance to the courtyard. They come from all over to watch a punishment. Mu Ziyun covered his face with a cloth and struggled to squeeze in. Liangxi Courtyard had been mostly destroyed before, but now it seemed to be completely destroyed. People stood on the ruins and watched lively. Performances on the field. Mu Ziyun finally saw the characters in this punishment. On an open space of more than thirty square meters, there were fifteen heroes, forty-six masters, and one hundred heroes from Liangxi Academy. Of course, they were all corpses and mutilated. Unbearable.
There are two long wooden pillars inserted in the field, sandwiching a horizontal bar. Hanging on the horizontal bar is an old man with a silver claw hook. That is the lord of Liangxiyuan - Xiu Yilong Peak. The old man is old, and a silver claw hook may be able to tear his flesh directly, so he has four or five claws inserted into his body. He first closes the claw hook, penetrates the body, and then unfolds the claws. His head was forcefully torn off, revealing his bloody scalp. At this moment, he only had a few more breaths than a dead person.
"Hey, why is he like this?" Mu Ziyun suppressed his mixed emotions and asked others. The man whispered back to him: "Don't you know yet? It was the Ksitigarbha of Liangxi Courtyard who released the soul of the Beast King. Although Lord Ksitigarbha has retired to seclusion, he is still regarded as the person in charge of Liangxi Courtyard. Look at it Those people were from Dengfeng. They came to raise an army in person to investigate. Alas, all the people in Liangxi Courtyard were gone. The Dengfeng people were angry, so they killed the people around Liangxi Courtyard to relieve their anger. After destroying it, he went to kill the people of Muye."
The work was actually destroyed by people from Dengfeng. These arrogant guys obviously did not regard the humans outside Dengfeng as their compatriots.
“Alas,” the man sighed and said, “Originally, the masters of Liangxi Courtyard had gone far away, but as soon as the city lord heard that the Dengfeng people were killing innocent people around Liangxi Courtyard, he came back regardless of his own safety. They also brought back some elites from Liangxi Courtyard. It is better to be the city lord. Mingshou, Ksitigarbha Lord, and Chunhuo Lord have all run away. The Gebao Prefect of Guoli in Xunjiang has set up his own mountain and is separated from Liangxi Courtyard. After clearing the boundaries, the city lord is now alone and will be executed soon."
At this time, another person added: "There is no need to execute him. The city lord is no longer able to survive. How old is he? He has been beaten around by a group of young masters. He has long been unable to resist. Hey, I just got the news. From Hu There seems to be a fire on the side of the field, burning all the way to the East China Sea. I guess the fire master has started fighting with the beast tribe. The fire master is also a real man, and he understands the priorities in the overall situation."
A group of Dengfeng people walked next to the wooden pillar. They were all dressed in bright clothes. It seemed that they were the most noble race on this continent. A young guy used a long pole to lift up the white cloth that covered the face of the city lord. He yelled majestically and sternly: "These bitches in Liangxiyuan colluded with the beast tribe and released Utala, the leader of the beasts from the underworld, to bring harm to the world. I, Dengfeng Nianshi, will make the decision for heaven today and chop off the heads of these bitches." , come to pay homage to your dead kindred."
What a generous and gorgeous declaration. They can make the decision for God and call people's dead relatives like beasts. The people in Dengfeng were shouting, kicking and beating, they were the protagonists of this punishment.
Mu Ziyun asked the others calmly: "Do you think it's fair?" The man fell silent, and after a long time, he shook his head and said: "No, I don't believe it. Even if it was done by Liang Xiyuan, it would not be the same as the city lord. Relationship, alas, the city lord is a good man, he has given us too many favors over the years."
"Then why, everyone stopped talking."
"Don't dare," the man replied, with a bitter smile on his face as if he was resigned to his fate.
"No one dares?"
"Those who are capable" pointed to the dead bodies on the ground and said: "They are all there. The Dengfeng people who came are just a small force. The city lord is not too weak, but he has no companions. Ming Shou, Fire Lord, as long as there are If someone was with him, he wouldn't be reduced to this."
Mu Ziyun felt extremely sad. He thought about what happened before. He and Fang Tianmu were really young naughty boys who didn't understand anything but pretended to understand everything. Thinking about it carefully, anyone in Liang Xiyuan may have hurt them, but the city lord has never. He is like an angry grandfather, worrying about these boys all day long, "Yes, he has never been sad. us."
"Ah? Oh yes, of course he didn't feel sorry for everyone," the man said, "otherwise, he wouldn't have risked his life to come back. It's a pity that he is the only one."
"His companion came back late." Mu Ziyun walked out of the crowd, stepped into the field covered with corpses, and slowly untied the rag covering his face. When the Dengfeng people saw it, they pointed at Mu Ziyun and shouted.
There were bursts of noise all around, but the group of people murmured for a long time, not knowing who this guy was.
"City Lord" Mu Ziyun stood in front of the City Lord. Pressing the untied cloth on his chest with one hand, the city lord's eyes were dull and colorless, staring at Mu Ziyun dullly, not knowing whether he was still conscious. The Dengfeng people shouted: "Is it you? Is it you who injured the Nian people who protect my city?"
Mu Ziyun ignored it and stared at the city lord sadly. After a long time, he slowly knelt down, raised his head, and said to the city lord: "I call you master on behalf of Fang Tianmu, master! Me, me." Mu Ziyun turned his head Knocked on the ground, grabbing gravel with both hands, shoulders shaking constantly, "Alas" Mu Ziyun raised his head, his face flushed. He knew that the city lord was about to die, but he really didn't know what to say at this time, so he could only let The city lord heard that he did not die alone, he had companions, although these companions were the bad boys who had always been against him.
A smile appeared on the city lord's pale face. His strength drained out at that moment, and with his exhaled breath, his rickety limbs dropped. He died, just like that. It's unclear what the reason for his death was, but it will be remembered by everyone forever, and this "wolf-hearted" bad boy was once again condemned by his conscience.
Mu Ziyun kowtowed three times, sprayed out two streams of fire from his palms, and burned the City Lord's body from the soles of his feet. Then he said solemnly: "City Lord, actually, you are very good to us, like a family member. We all hate strict elders. Isn't it? Forgive our ignorance, I have nothing to repay you, but let countless Dengfeng people be your stepping stones on the road to hell."
