I'm looking for fairyland alone

Chapter 213 Order and Chaos in a Foreign Country
Lu Zhen stood outside a dilapidated town in a foreign land.

Repaired houses, bullet craters on the ground, occasional gunshots... Although no one is walking in the town, there is a chaotic atmosphere everywhere.

The lonely wind roared through the streets and alleys of the town, bringing a strong smell of gunpowder smoke and rancidity.

A thin wild dog poked its head out from behind the corner, whether it was looking at Lu Zhen outside the town, or Mamel in the town, it seemed to be looking at his own food.

The ubiquitous sense of peeping let Lu Zhen know that this is not a small town without people, but a small town with people.

This is war... Lu Zhen turned his head and looked sideways in front of him.

A timid gaze behind the dark doorway hastily dodged.

There are people who live cautiously here, and there are people who are as vicious as wild dogs, but their common wish is to live.

Lu Zhen took a step and walked into the small town.

Mamel, who heard the footsteps, knew without turning around that the man was chasing him again.

Turning around with a sneer, he stuffed the jerky into his mouth, supported his body with his remaining right hand, stood up with difficulty, and staggered towards the southwest.

He already understood what Lu Zhen wanted to do, so his steps were not hasty.

With the powerful self-healing ability, the blood on the broken part of his arm has stopped now, and the large and small wounds on his body have begun to scab. It seems that it will not take long to heal.

In the past, he would be happy for such self-healing power, which means that his life is far more tenacious than others, but now he has the idea that too strong self-healing power may not be a good thing.

If he didn't have such a strong self-healing power, then naturally he wouldn't have to bear the pain of being hunted down day and night, but he could always hang his life.

His consciousness has been tense for a long time, and it has almost reached his limit.

The wounded soul began to sting again.

Under the superposition of the two phases, the blood on Mamel's face disappeared without a trace.

The coldness in the eyes has turned dim.

He is now worse than the wild dogs on the street.

But the innate will to survive has kept him alive until now.

No matter what, as long as he lives to the end, he is still Mamel, the Mamel that no one dares to underestimate...

With a "creak", an old door was pushed open, and a middle-aged woman wrapped in a headscarf walked out of the house, blocking Lu Zhen who was walking into the town.

Not only is the woman's appearance ordinary, but even her temperament is no different from that of ordinary middle-aged women, but her eyes are unusually bright, exuding indescribable nobility and elegance, giving people a very strange feeling.

It seems that there is an unusual soul in this body.

"You can't keep killing..." she said.

Lu Zhen was indifferent, and passed by the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman fell straight down, and when she opened her eyes again, there was only fear and bewilderment in her eyes, and that nobility had disappeared.

Another door was pushed open, and a shabby young man walked out of the room, standing in front of Lu Zhen like the woman just now.

The young man was unkempt, with a thin body and a yellow face, but his eyes were shining brightly. It was completely opposite to the temperament reflected in his body. The nobility and elegance in it were exactly the same as that shown by the middle-aged woman just now.

"The capital is a few hundred kilometers away, and someone will stop you," he said.

Lu Zhen said coldly: "I am waiting for someone who can stop me to appear."

When Lu Zhen passed by, the slovenly young man fell backwards like the middle-aged woman.

When he woke up again, his temperament also changed drastically.

The third time, a hunched old man walked out of the alleyway.

The appearance is vicissitudes, but the eyes have an incompatible nobility.

"The person who took the initiative to help Mamel has been killed by you. From the Wakhan Corridor to here, hundreds of kilometers have shed countless blood. There are practitioners and ordinary people's blood, which is enough to make up for Mamel. crimes committed in the North."

The old man walked slowly to the middle of the road, looking at Lu Zhen with both eyes.

"It's time to end, otherwise you will be hostile by all the practitioners here."

Lu Zhen stopped and looked into the eyes of the old man, as if he had seen through the appearance and directly saw the other person hiding in the old man's body.

"You want to help Mamel too? Do you think I can't kill you?"

The old man smiled: "With your murderous nature, if you could kill me, I'm afraid you would have killed me long ago."

"There are no people in the five kilometers, and you don't appear. Only here, you appear again..." Lu Zhen said indifferently, "If I kill all the people within a five-kilometer radius, will you die?"

The old man was silent for a while before he said: "Although you are very murderous, I have never seen you intentionally hurt ordinary people along the way, so I am willing to come out and talk to you."

"As a foreign cultivator, you step on the face of your own country's practice community... Comparing your heart to your heart, if someone directly enters your country like this, how will your practice community react?"

Lu Zhen said blankly: "You can try to kill and go to the north."

"A lot of people have come north, and some people have been blocked by me." The old man said, "It is the best choice for your trip to end here. It is good for you and for us."

Lu Zhen shook his head: "It's not enough. Your people don't have enough respect for the north. I want them to know what Mamel's actions mean."

"If you continue to kill, only innocent people will die." The old man sighed, "And not far to the southwest is the capital, no one wants you to set foot in the capital, whether it is a practitioner or an ordinary person, you are just alone, continue Going on, is there any hope of returning alive?"

Lu Zhen brushed past the old man: "For us, what's the use of having more ordinary people? As for practitioners... I'm looking forward to seeing your cultivation methods different from those in the north."

The old man fell down slowly.

When Lu Zhen walked out of the town, another middle-aged man followed him out of the town.

"Foreigners, this is a cursed land... As you can see, natural disasters and wars are happening every day, countless people are starving every day, and countless people are dying at the hands of others. Compared with your north , No one will deny that it is hell on earth.”

Lu Zhen asked back, "What does it have to do with me?"

The middle-aged man looked at Mamel, who was running for his life, and sighed: "It's different from your north, where practitioners are restricted and cannot affect ordinary people, but here, there is no order."

"Cultivators can not only kill practitioners, but also treat ordinary people like pigs and dogs, and kill them casually...Wars are not only carried out between ordinary people, but also involve practitioners."

"In addition, lawbreakers from all over the world and practitioners with bad intentions also regard this place as a hunting paradise... Now, you are like a meteorite, violently smashing down, destroying the balance that was so hard to form here, you know How many people will die indirectly?"

"Balance?" Lu Zhen looked at the middle-aged man walking side by side with him, "Your practitioners are also divided into sects? Ordinal sect and chaotic sect?"

"That's right." The middle-aged man nodded, "In the world of practice, there are the orderly faction, the chaotic faction, and the neutral faction. Each faction occupies different territories and supports different ordinary people."

"For practitioners like us, apart from conflicts between religions and tribes, war is a difference of ideas. Some people like order, like us, while others like chaos, like those who are hostile to us."

Like the middle-aged man, Lu Zhen looked at Mamel who was fleeing in embarrassment: "Is he a member of your order?"

The middle-aged man nodded: "Yes, he is an Orderist."

With Lu Zhen's self-cultivation, he couldn't help but sneer: "What is your order? The order of killing people at will?"

The middle-aged man did not refute, but said: "The living environment is different, you don't understand the value of the minimum order."

"Although Mamel is known as a butcher and likes to kill people, he is not a lunatic. Instead, he likes power and being admired by others. Therefore, no matter which territory he occupies, he will at least guarantee the safety of his admirers and maintain local order. .”

"You may not believe it, but this is already an extremely rare thing here."

"For practitioners, our power is greater than that of ordinary people. Once our mind is distorted, our destructive power will be far stronger than that of ordinary people."

"Have you ever seen a practitioner who likes to eat human flesh? Have you ever seen a practitioner who likes to slaughter cities? Have you ever seen a practitioner who likes to watch each other kill and make fun of it? Although Mamel is known as a butcher, he is better than those people too much."

"At least, he can make more people survive."

"In your eyes, Mamel is a good person? Or at least not bad?" Lu Zhen asked, "Then why don't you stop me from killing Mamel?" "

"We have no ability to stop it, and why should we stop it?" The middle-aged man said indifferently, "Kill a Mamel, and a suitable person will naturally appear to take his place."

"Mamel is too powerful, we have nothing to do with him, but once he dies, maybe we can replace him with a more suitable person."

Lu Zhen commented: "Your world is cruel and real."

"We were born like this, and we have no choice but to improve our living environment to the greatest extent. If we can..."

Having said that, the middle-aged man turned his head and looked at the few practitioners chasing from the small town behind him: "I will do my best to prevent the undeserving people from dying, and I hope you will show mercy."

He stood still and watched the silent Lu Zhen go forward to catch up with Mamel.

"Aren't you going to kill everyone?" Mamel turned around and sneered, "Why didn't you kill Sarah? Didn't you see that she was actually with me?"

Lu Zhen suddenly stretched out his right hand.

At the same time, Mamel disappeared from Lu Zhen's eyes without warning.

The howling wind came from behind Lu Zhen, and the astonishing sense of sharpness made Lu Zhen's hair stand on end.

But Lu Zhen didn't turn around.

The golden light surged and collided with Mamel's sharp claws, almost shattered.

White thunder gushed out from Lu Zhen's hand, flickering, and converged towards his back.

There was a bursting sound of "Zi Zi", and a burst of burnt smell entered Lu Zhen's nasal cavity at the same time.

Mamel, who was covered in charred black, fell back stiffly.

Lu Zhen turned around and looked at Mamel: "You can't even break my golden light now, why do you still have the courage to take action?"

After a while, Mamel, who was constantly twitching, slowed down.

"Your recovery ability is really enviable." Lu Zhen said.

"You...your recovery ability is also better than ordinary people." Mamel, who was panting constantly, supported himself with one arm, "Sarah must have told you that there is no...no one to support me..."

Lu Zhen said calmly: "With your current appearance, if no one comes to support you, you can only last for another day at most."

"One day is enough." Mamel opened his mouth, revealing his white teeth, the skin on his cheeks scorched black by the electric shock was cracked, and blood flowed out, "You think I occupy such a large territory, and there is really no one down there. Is it? One day is enough for them to come here."

"If you don't kill them, unfortunately, they will definitely go north in the name of revenge for me..."

"They don't have such overwhelming strength as me. In order to convince the public, and to control my territory and manpower, they can only occupy the position by going north to make trouble in the name of revenge for me. Whether it's in the north or here, it doesn't matter. ……Same."

"If you don't kill them all, there will be troubles on the northern border."

"You really want me to kill them all?" Lu Zhen flicked his fingers, and a flash of lightning appeared from his fingertips, hitting Mamel's chest.

Mamel gritted his teeth and grunted, but the expression on his face didn't change much. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm going to die, why let them live? Since everyone has sworn to fight for me Isn't it the right time to fight?"

Lu Zhen said: "The news that I am chasing and killing you has spread. The person you call Sara is trying to prevent those people from coming to save you."

"Don't worry, they will come, they will all come..." Mamel laughed wantonly, "As long as I, Mamel, don't die, they won't dare not come!"

His eyes were looming unruly, even though he looked so embarrassed, he still had his own style.

When Mamel's laughter disappeared, Lu Zhen said, "Except for your subordinates, how many people will come to rescue you in this area?"

"No matter who it is, in my eyes, Mamel, there are always only those who can be killed and those who cannot be killed. Do you think anyone would like to deal with me?" Mamel sat down on the ground, "It's better to stop you from going south than to save me. , but Sarah must have given you an exaggerated description."

"Look here." He pointed to the small town where he came, and said contemptuously, "I have been destroyed over and over again, where can I have any dignity?"

"I dare say that the ones who can live here are either those who used to wag their tails and beg for mercy, or those who are strong like me who have been killed step by step. Do you think such a person will come to the north to attack you because of their illusory dignity and face?"

"Winning is naturally a huge prestige, but I have already lost, how many people do you think dare to stop you?"

"Sara is just trying to preserve her strength as much as possible to keep the situation unchanged. If you believe him, you are a fool."

Lu Zhen flicked his fingers again blankly.

A ray of lightning fell on the same position as the ray of lightning just now.

Marmel gritted his teeth and forced a smile.

"You don't seem to like your collaborator?" Lu Zhen asked.

After the pain eased, Mamel breathed a sigh of relief, and said contemptuously: "Hypocritical...cunning...why should I like them? What did they do for the sake of order? In your words, they are... shrinking turtles."

"Do you know what they were doing when the chaos happened? They said to be patient, said the time has not yet come... so when is the time? They don't know either, but they do one thing to the face and another behind the back, intrigue and expand themselves There is a set of forces."

"I dare say that they have been busy for so many years, and there are not as many people as I Mamel sheltered... Oh, although I did not intend to."

"I admit this." The middle-aged man who walked over said, "It is true that you have no intention of sheltering a lot of people, but you killed more people, and you don't think about the overall situation. You don't know how much it will take to end it all. s hard work."

"I don't understand." Mamel sarcastically said, "You, Sara, worked so hard to the end that you didn't even dare to show your true colors?"

He looked at Lu Zhen, and pointed at the middle-aged man: "This Sara with a thousand faces is actually a woman. It is said that she has an impeccable appearance, and she is a woman that countless men want to conquer."

"If you ask any practitioner, as long as he is an honest person who dares to face his own heart, if you ask him if he wants to conquer Sarah, they will have only one answer."

"I'm honest, I've thought of many ways to conquer her, but in the end I haven't even seen her face, you can try."

The middle-aged man looked at Mamel calmly, and there seemed to be some pity in his eyes.

It wasn't until Mamel finished speaking that he said: "Your physical injury is just a minor problem. What's more serious is that your soul has long since died in the north. You are no longer a cold butcher Mamel."

Marmel sneered.

The middle-aged man said to Lu Zhen: "We have already contacted the person in charge of your northwest practice community through the practitioners in the north. I hope you will slow down and talk to your person in charge."

"We have promised them that we will ensure the stability of the area where the Wakhan Corridor meets you. Your person in charge is very happy."

"I think, if you continue to kill people, cause too much trouble, and have a misunderstanding with us, your person in charge will not be too satisfied with you."

"The person in charge?" Lu Zhen looked at the strange man who appeared aggressively from the front, "I think you may have misunderstood something."

Mamel also saw those people, and smiled cruelly: "Did you see the man with scars in the front? This man's name is Hassan. He once passed by a village and killed people everywhere if he didn't agree with him. Babies are not spared."

"This guy is the most cunning and afraid of death. He looks aggressive now, just to save face."

"He doesn't dare to come within a hundred meters of you. When he sees something is wrong, he must run faster than a rabbit. As long as he escapes, he can boast that he has fought against you when he returns... he has fought against the person who killed Mel. glory!"

As if prophesied, those people on the opposite side stopped precisely at a position of about [-] meters, and carefully peeped here.

Lu Zhen glanced at Mamel and walked towards those people.

He has the blue hand of Ming Soul Art, as long as he keeps it secret, he will not be discovered by others, and he will not kill the wrong person.

All the way south, he killed these residues without any hassle.

"Hassan thinks he is cautious enough, but unfortunately he underestimated his opponent this time, and I underestimated Mamel..." Mamel turned to look at the middle-aged man, and said sarcastically, "Don't stop him ? If you can do it, you can naturally convince Hassan and take him under your command. I know you have approached Hassan several times."

The middle-aged man sighed: "Mamel, at this point, what's the use of you fighting against us? You know we have no ability to save you."

"I'm dead, it's more in your interest." The sneering smile on Mamel's face disappeared, and the usual coldness returned to his face, "I know what you want to do, but...don't be a haha mulberry."

(End of this chapter)