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Chapter 42 The King of No Homeland, the King of Lanling

There is no special name for the village where the border residents live, and no one knows when it stood up in this vast desert.

However, even if it is only a small place, for the border residents, it is still the homeland that raised them and the support of their souls.

People from generation to generation can't get out of this desert, and they don't want to go out. Even if they just paint the ground into a prison and spend their lives in this small place, they will never regret it.

This is the hometown, the place where thousands of souls are buried, and the place where thousands of lives are revived.

However, even the small homeland that the frontier villagers want to protect for generations is still coveted by the demon seeds born of desire.

Whenever the beacon fire ignites, there will be fresh life drifting away, the land of the hometown will be turned into scorched earth, and the houses that people have lived for generations will be broken into rubble.

However, when people were desperate, the iron cavalry of the empire suddenly set foot on this land, and with absolute strength, drove out those guys who spread fear and death.

The desert once again regained its rare calm.

People cheered and sang, and offered the greatest courtesy to the soldiers who guarded the desert in the clouds.

The relationship between the army and the civilians, like the Silk Road in the desert in the clouds, is endless and will be passed on forever.

When Hua Mulan and his party were about to leave this nameless small village, everyone came out, some were carrying eggs, some had slaughtered fish, but what coincidentally was the expression of reluctance on everyone's face .

"Thank you for allowing this small village of ours to maintain the rare peace"

The village chief also came, his turbid eyeballs were shining brightly at this time, and the hands clasped with the soldiers were also trembling with excitement.

"Please take care, if something happens, light up the smoke, and our troops will arrive."

Hua Mulan smiled steadily, but at this moment, her heart was also filled with warmth.

This is the military and civilian family.

At this moment, Lu Yu couldn't help feeling a lot.

However, even if the border residents persuaded them to stay, they would not continue to stay, because in the depths of the desert, there were more important matters that needed to be resolved by them.

Continuing on the journey, along the way, Jia Luo took the initiative to tell Lu Yu many ancient records about the desert in the cloud.

"Do you know which ruins the former Protectorate's Mansion was built on?"

"do not know."

Lu Yu shook his head. When he was playing King, he rarely learned about those background stories.

As if not surprised by Lu Yu's ignorance, Jia Luo put his index finger in front of his red lips and smiled mysteriously: "Have you ever heard of Lanling City?"

"Lanling City?"

Lu Yu frowned, Lanling City, why does it sound so familiar?

Could it be that it has something to do with King Lanling?

"Jia Luo, there's no need to talk so much to Lu Yu about the Protector's Mansion."

At some point, Hua Mulan appeared behind the two of them, interrupting the conversation.

With a slight smile, Jia Luo shook his head: "Ignorance is evil, so why not let Lu Yu know a little more about history?"

"That bit of knowledge can't save others, nor can it bring back the past."

It was a rare sight to see Hua Mulan being aggressive, but Lu Yu was a little surprised, and felt more and more that something was wrong with her.

"Only by reading the texts of the Six Paths can you reach the Pure Land on the other shore with peace of mind."

And Jia Luo didn't seem to be easy to mess with, provocatively and politely said.

Seeing the two girls bickering inexplicably, Lu Yu could only smile awkwardly aside, he knew he couldn't get in the way.

However, Lanling City, Lanling King

Lu Yu raised his head slightly, looking up at the vast and endless sky, some thoughts appeared in his mind.

And at this moment, in the same desert, a man wearing purple clothes, who could be recognized as a killer at a glance, was sharpening the blade in his hand.

The blade was sharp, reflecting the man's face.

A pair of blue pupils, slutty purple hair, and, the iconic mask.

The man's expression was incomprehensible, but the only thing that could be revealed from him was the endless killing intent that made the man tremble, as well as the countless loneliness.

Poor man, man without homeland, man without territory... king.

This is what the crimson figure said when he met him for the first time.

The man didn't object.

Just like when the alchemist in white held the magic weapon, in a sad and ridiculous tone:

"Those who can't come back will never come back, and those who can't get it will never get it."

Even if he can shake the Protectorate and keep people in fear again and again, but

The former homeland can never come back.

What is the purpose of everything I do?Is it the hatred for the imperial cavalry in my heart?

yes only hate

Hatred is the only motivation for him to move on.

Hate the Great Wall, hate the Great Tang Empire behind the Great Wall, hate this world, and hate myself.

A man who has abandoned his noble status has never given up the idea of ​​revenge. He must use this method to express his past grief, otherwise the darkness that expands in his heart will eventually swallow him up.

"That young man will eventually be a variable on your road to revenge. You have also seen how fast his strength has improved."

"If he doesn't die, then everything you want, the possibility, will only be a negative number."

The sneering and sarcastic tone was still lingering in his ears like a psychedelic at this time, making the man's eyes a little more murderous.

Even though he knew that he was just a pawn of that guy, but the man at this moment wanted to do what he should do.

As long as it is blocking oneself, there is only one dead end.

Lu Yu's killing intent was not only because of his growing strength, but also because of a layer of selfishness wrapped in it.

He, and that woman, were too close.

The man didn't know why he had such a feeling. It was only at the first sight at that time that he felt that the appearance of Hua Mulan would make his boring slaughter more interesting.

Or maybe, the only one who can stand in stark contrast with the god of death in the dark is the god of war standing in the light.

After sharpening the blade, the man slowly stood up.

Now that it is impossible to turn back, there is no need to look back, just pursue yourself and wander in the endless darkness.

I only serve darkness.

The figure of the man gradually became blurred, and he could only feel the vast ocean of killing intent emerging, but it disappeared into the air in just a split second, as if he had merged with the air.

I am a king without a homeland.

Then, the land drawn by the blade is the territory!

There is no name, and no one knows his true identity. The only thing that exists is the frightening name of death.

——— King of Lanling.

(End of this chapter)