Chapter 1 It's an Accident

Endless darkness shrouded this land, and the faint glow of the stars and the little fireflies in the jungle were the few bright spots in this world.

The night was foggy, like a thin veil covering a gray-white city.

In the center of the city, a graceful and graceful sculpture stands, which can be seen as soon as you step into the city and look up.

She exudes a unique night moonlight in the dark, white and holy, and her beautiful and dignified face will make every person who enters this city involuntarily hold his breath.

The sculpture is lifelike, like the goddess of the night wearing a veil intertwined with the moon and the mist. If the seductive and hot body is hidden in this haze, it is even more fascinating.

It's just that even if he is a stunning stunner, the people in the city don't dare to have much blasphemy.

She is the ruler of this city.

It is not a symbol of beauty, faith, freedom, etc., but more often it represents killing and war.

People called her the Valkyrie, and she tamed this savage, chaotic land in just one year.

Let this city and the surrounding territories finally have a trace of order and formal laws.

...

The guards of the city were a bit sloppy, and they turned a blind eye to anyone who entered the city, including some beggars in ragged clothes, pouring in in groups.

Zhu Minglang lingered at the gate of the city for a long time. After seeing the crowd of beggars, he decisively inserted into it and successfully entered Yongcheng.

This group of beggars did not know which city-state they had escaped from, and they spoke a language that Zhu Minglang could not understand. They were stunned when they saw the hazy statue of Valkyrie, and stayed there for a few seconds before leaving in dejection.

They were originally from the Pine Forest Tribe and had their own Wuzhai City. Although the land was not vast, they were considered a major force in this land.

A year ago, their Wuzhai City was destroyed, and the bodies of the rulers were neatly laid out on the street. The villagers of Wuzhai City were without protection, half became slaves, and half became homeless refugees. After going through several cities, I finally arrived at the culprit's site.

It is ridiculous to say that in just one year, the idea of ​​hatred and revival has already been devastated by the wind and the lack of food.

I just want to have a wall, instead of being chased by wild animals and corpses in the wilderness, I just want a dirty street to curl up and live, even if this tall city wall and long streets belong to the one who destroyed their Wuzhai City. Valkyrie.

"If you have porridge, go to the backstreet." A buck-toothed man in an officer's uniform came over and said coldly to the group of wandering beggars like cockroaches and mice.

"This official, I'm from Sang Town. I met some bandits on the way to send silk to the city lord's mansion. The money and the silk that I planned to pay to the city lord were robbed. It's like this, can I trouble you to inform me? Let's ask Uncle Wang from Sangzhen to pick me up?" Zhu Minglang stepped forward and said politely.

"Whatever, stay away from Laozi. If you don't drink porridge and starve to death, stay away from this long street. If the female city owner sees this mess, I will lose my head." Ignoring what Zhu Minglang said, he cursed.

Zhu Minglang was helpless and had to dodge. At this time, a group of refugees heard the shouts of porridge and rushed to the back street. Zhu Minglang was almost carried away.

The back street is very dilapidated, and it is far from the long street. Few of the wooden and mud houses are complete. At first glance, it looks messy. Walking into this kind of place seems to have dissipated the fireworks in the world. Only withered and ruined.

Giving porridge is not a lie. In the innermost wooden courtyard in the backstreet, there is a maid of the city master in an aqua blue dress serving porridge.

She smiled kindly, and didn't have the slightest dislike for these homeless people who were covered with lice. Even if Bai Nenenen's hands were dirty, she still handed them bowl after bowl.

Zhu Minglang was also hungry, and when such a thing happened, he could only follow the local customs and accept charity from others.

"dong dong dong dong..."

But it didn't take long for the refugees and beggars to fall one by one, either with their heads up and on the ground, or they fell straight forward.

Some homeless people who were still awake saw this scene and were scared to run, but before they could run a few steps, they suddenly twitched and foamed at the mouth.

Zhu Minglang is also stupid.

No way!

I heard that some ruthless city-state rulers, in order to make the whole city look prosperous and holy, they regularly donate something to the homeless, refugees, beggars, etc., and throw them all out of the city and bury them together after poisoning them.

Like dealing with rats in the gutter...

When he thought of how he ended up in such a situation, Zhu Minglang felt very unwilling in his heart.

Moreover, if he died, who would raise the little guy, he would eat so many mulberry leaves every day!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!"

The refugees fell one by one, and it could be seen that their wide eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment, but this land has always been so cruel, some rulers can not only take away other people's cities and homes because of an offensive word, why not Depriving these people of their lives for the sake of the city's appearance?

Without the refugees who belong to the city, they are no different from the rats on the bustling streets of others. Even if they give up all their dignity and work hard to survive, they will not end well in the end.

Zhu Minglang started to feel dizzy.

He is a serious man in Yongcheng, a diligent mulberry farmer, an honest silkworm merchant, who pays taxes on time and pays tribute on his own initiative.

If those people are rats, they will die if they eat rat poison, and I am a loyal scalper anyway, but I accidentally ingested the poison in my own yard... let me die!

Zhu Minglang didn't have time to prove his identity at all. At this time, several officers and soldiers with sacks walked out of the courtyard, and Lengyue long swords were still pinned to their waists.

He tried hard to stay awake.

In the end, Zhu Minglang still did not escape the power of these "rat poison", and fell down staggeringly.

The moment before I lost consciousness, I saw a pair of jade feet, walking gracefully from the depths of the courtyard...

Zhu Minglang tried very hard to see the owner of Yuzu, but he had completely lost consciousness.

In the dreamland of the mind and chaotic thoughts, Yuzu combined with the sculpture of the Nine City Valkyrie, and turned into a fresh, complete and lifelike beauty, charming and graceful, and approached with a flushed face.

...

The dream is like spring, and Zhu Minglang feels that God has not treated him badly, and gave him a very fragrant dream before his head fell.

He dreamed that the graceful and graceful sculpture in the city came to life, slowly crawling towards him under the dim light of the oil lamp, the amazed curve and the slightly raised flushed face were really the most extreme in this world. As for what happened next, Zhu Minglang felt that returning to the West was not an unacceptable thing.

Under the dim oil lamp, the surrounding is even more cold and dark stone walls, but the porcelain white body twisting in his arms is so hot.

"Ah, to die."

Zhu Minglang shouted out involuntarily, thinking that everything was an illusion before death, but unexpectedly, his own echo came from this closed area.

"To die...to die...to die..."

When Zhu Minglang heard his own echo, he slowly woke up.

He looked around and found that he was in a dungeon, and the light of the slightly shaking oil lamp was not an illusion, and he could even feel the heat when he reached out to touch it.

Didn't you die? ?

Isn't that poison to clean up rats!

Too bad, if I were still alive, I would most likely be sold by these people as slaves in remote rocky mountains and mines! !

To be the kind of slave in a claustrophobic mine... it's better to poison yourself directly!

"Um?"

Suddenly, a nice soft sound came out, right next to Zhu Minglang.

Zhu Minglang turned his head to the side, only to find a naked woman lying beside him.

Her long hair was like dark brown silk, and the red glow that had not faded was reflected on her face, which was so beautiful that her heart stopped beating the moment she stared at it at close range, and then suddenly beat wildly in the next second.

what happened!

Didn't you just dream? ?

Why are you in a dungeon.

Why be locked up with a woman.

Her appearance is clearly the sculpture standing in the center of the city, the Valkyrie who looks like a serene fairy, but has the means of an iron-blooded emperor!

"You're all awake, my elder sister looks very good. It seems that this little homeless served well last night." A fox-sharp female voice came from the high iron window.

The woman beside Zhu Minglang was still a little drowsy, like she was drunk.

"I don't know how many people's hearts will be broken when the dazzling elder sister sleeps with a little beggar. But don't worry, elder sister, I will definitely spread this matter to everyone's ears, and become the most important thing after a meal. A topic with endless aftertastes." The fox's shrill voice continued.

This sentence made the woman around Zhu Minglang finally wake up completely, but before she could respond angrily, the footsteps outside gradually faded away, and the smug and sharp laughter echoed in this cold dungeon for a long time.

Zhu Minglang was a little confused, and he looked at the woman who was imprisoned beside him.

The person in front of her is clearly the city lord of this city, the Valkyrie in people's mouths, her peerless appearance is too easy to recognize, even if she is not wearing clothes...cough, in short, Zhu Minglang is sure that it is her.

So judging from the person who spoke just now...

"You were overthrown?" Zhu Minglang broke the silence in the dungeon and asked.

This land has always been extremely chaotic, the war has never ceased, and the speed of the change of rulers is no less than the change of seasons.

The Valkyrie didn't speak, she used her long hair to cover herself, but it was a pity that she was thin where she was supposed to be thin, and where she was supposed to be big was huge, so it couldn't cover all of it.