My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 209: The kings and generals take turns, and spring comes to my house
The hundreds of people still left here all made the same sound at this moment.

"why why why……"

Ye Wuyou felt a headache because of the noise, so he swung his sword violently, creating a wind and thunder sword move.

"Why? You bastards!"

As Ye Wuyou's voice spread, the questioning voices around seemed to pause.

But the next moment, there was an angry questioning voice.

"Why... do you want to destroy... our lives..."

"Why... break the taboo..."

"Why... break... fairness!"

What do you mean?
Ye Wuyou was slightly stunned, and he looked at the group of people around him with some disbelief.

I ruined their lives? I broke a taboo?

Am I breaking fairness?
The number is still increasing.

More and more disciples and more and more people from the sect came in from outside and kept questioning Ye Wuyou.

"Why did you want to destroy all this?"

"Why ruin our lives, this is everything we fought for..."

"You are already an elder, isn't that enough?"

Ye Wuyou only felt that the world in this strange domain was extremely absurd at this moment.

Why can they ask such questions?

Are these people real?

However, as soon as this thought came to mind, Ye Wuyou completely dispelled it.

Although these people are extremely real, there is no doubt that they were all created out of thin air by a mysterious force.

Ye Wuyou did not act rashly at the first moment, but kept looking for something in the crowd.

The number of people is increasing.

Ye Wuyou was upset by the noise and shouted angrily.

"That's enough! You bunch of bastards, the person next to you is your wife one moment and someone else's wife the next. What the hell is this!"

The surrounding sounds fell silent, and then low cries gradually came.

"What's wrong with this..."

"You ruined it all. You ruined it all."

A man with a dull expression and empty eyes spoke.

"You have destroyed the fairness of this world. Everyone is equal..."

equality?

Ye Wuyou was stunned for a while, but finally couldn't help but point at everything around him.

"Equality? How can you say that equality is the place where status determines everything?"

Although it was only three short days, Ye Wuyou saw all kinds of absurd scenes more than once.

For example, an elder who was bullying ordinary disciples the day before would become the target of bullying the next day.

The bullies and the targets of bullying are constantly changing, but the only thing that remains unchanged is the event itself.

Including his previous high status, it didn't matter if he killed people, and no one in the sect would restrain him.

Identity is everything.

There was a dead silence in the surroundings soon.

"Yeah, isn't it unequal? ​​Every disciple can become an elder, a peak master, and servants can become outer disciples, inner disciples... This is fair."

"This is bullshit fairness. Everything should be obtained through one's own efforts!" Ye Wuyou retorted immediately.

At the same time, extremely absurd thoughts emerged in his mind.

Is this weird?
It is impossible for them to be intelligent. What kind of people are they?
There is indeed an aura of the Great Dao permeating from them, but it is very faint, and it is not truly weird.

But can weirdness create such intelligent and thoughtful people?
Why are they so real?

But...it's obviously fake!
There was a woman with a blank look on her face at this moment, and said blankly.

"Fairness? Everyone's cultivation, talent, appearance, family background, and abilities are different. How can there be fairness..."

"The superiors bully the inferiors, the big bully the small, the strong crush the weak... This is an unchanging truth that no one can change..."

"A menial disciple may remain a menial servant until his death. The so-called opportunity only exists in storybooks. You have no family, no talent, no luck, no chance, and no connections. How can you change things..." someone continued.

"Since we can't stop this unfairness, then let everyone have the opportunity to become a superior, to have a different identity, regardless of cultivation, appearance, family background, or talent... This is true fairness."

The voice paused, and then sounded again, but it was the harmonious voice of countless people.

"Kings and generals take turns to be kings and generals, and spring just happened to come to my house!!!"

The sound came like a wave, it was the shouting of countless people in unison, deafening.

Suddenly, a strange atmosphere appeared among the crowd.

It was an extremely strong scent of the remains of the Great Dao.

Even without the narration's reminder, Ye Wuyou could see it at a glance, and anyone who has come into contact with the weird can feel it.

Lu Zhaolin's figure moved slightly.

But Ye Wuyou's pupils suddenly shrank, and then he shouted towards somewhere in the crowd.

"Lu Zhaolin, don't do it!"

But a long spear suddenly appeared in the sky.

Lu Zhaolin jumped high into the air, holding a spear in one hand. A strange aura that was invisible to the naked eye permeated his body and gradually turned into bright red silk threads.

The spear was not handed over.

But in fact it has already been delivered!

The gun was like a quenched meteor, flying straight into the crowd and piercing one of the men accurately.

Is this a sure shot?
No.

Normally, you should thrust out the spear first before piercing the opponent's body.

But in Ye Wuyou's right eye, at that moment, the spear first pierced the man and then was handed over by Lu Zhaolin.

Is this... cause and effect reversed?

A fatal shot.

It was not until this moment that Lu Zhaolin was stunned, and then he fell down.

The wreckage of the avenue was indeed taken down.

This shot not only pierced through the man's body, but also killed him completely, nailing him to the wreckage of the road.

Between life and death, even the Tao has to give way.

As the man died, some kind of restraint on him seemed to dissipate.

Lu Zhaolin walked closer, and then his pupils shrank slightly.

"Cui, Cui Yuan..."

His pupils trembled violently, and his mind became a little flustered.

So the weirdness is not the identity replacement, but the key.

Lu Zhaolin stayed where he was, with a blank look in his eyes.

Although their relationship was not particularly good, he still wanted to rescue Cui Yuan.

If Cui Yuan can regain consciousness, even if he cannot solve this mystery, he can leave this place with the help of the [Key].

But now, he killed him with his own hands.

Ye Wuyou didn't have time to care about the other party. He gritted his teeth and put the [key] into his pocket, then suddenly looked at Lu Zhaolin.

Seeing that the other party looked a little dazed, Ye Wuyou slapped him with his knife and finally woke him up.

It would be troublesome if this guy also got lost here.

"Pass on the sect leader's order to kill this official!"

At this moment, a word spread throughout the sect and several mountains.

Ye Wuyou took a deep breath, and then without looking at Lu Zhaolin who was full of apology, he looked towards the place where the voice came from.

metropolitan?

How could there be a leader in this damn place?

The sect master seemed to have mastered some taboos, and even his words could have an impact on the people in these strange areas...

You want to kill me, right? Then here I come.

(End of this chapter)