Endless darkness shrouded this land, and the faint brilliance of the stars and the dots of fireflies among the forests were the few bright lights in this world.
The night is foggy, like a thin veil covering a gray-white city.
In the center of the city, a graceful and graceful sculpture stands, as long as you step into the city and look up, you can see it.
She exudes a unique night moon brilliance in the dark, white and holy, and her beautiful and dignified face will make every person who enters this city for the first time hold his breath involuntarily.
The sculpture is lifelike, like the Goddess of Night dressed in a veil intertwined with moon and mist. If the seductive figure is hidden in this haze, it is even more fascinating.
It's just that even if it is a stunning beauty, the people in the city dare not have much blasphemy.
She is the ruler of this city.
It is not a symbol of beauty, faith, freedom, etc., but more often represents killing and war.
Known as the Valkyrie, she tamed this savage, chaotic land in just one year.
Let this city and the surrounding territory finally have a trace of order and formal laws.
…
The guards of the city were a little lax, and they turned a blind eye to anyone who entered the city, including some ragged beggars, who poured in in groups.
Zhu Minglang lingered at the gate of the city for a long time. After seeing this group of beggars, he decisively intervened and successfully entered Yongcheng.
These beggars did not know what city-state they came from, and they spoke a language that Zhu Minglang could not understand a single word. When they saw the hazy sculpture of the Valkyrie, they were all stunned, and stayed in place for several seconds before leaving dejectedly.
They were originally from the Pine Forest Tribe and had their own Wuzhai City. Although the land was not vast, they could be regarded as a powerful force in this land.
A year ago, their Wuzhai City was destroyed, and the corpses of the rulers were neatly placed on the street. The people in Wuzhai City had no protection, half of them became slaves, and half became homeless refugees. After traveling through several cities, he finally arrived at the place of the culprit.
It's ridiculous to say that in just one year, the idea of revival of hatred has already been destroyed by the wind, sleeping in the open, and starvation.
I just want to have a wall, so that I will not be chased by wild animals and lay dead in the wilderness, I just want to live in a dirty street, even if this tall city wall and long streets belong to the one who wiped out their Five Walled City Valkyrie.
"There is porridge, you go to the back street." A buck-toothed man in an officer's uniform came and said coldly to the group of homeless beggars who looked like cockroaches and mice.
"My lord, I'm from Sang Town. On the way to send the silk to the city lord's mansion, I met some bandits. The money and the silk that was going to be handed over to the city lord were all robbed, and I'm in this state. Can I trouble you to inform me? Uncle Wang from Sang Town, let him pick me up?" Zhu Minglang stepped forward and said politely.
"Whatever, stay away from me. If you don't drink porridge and starve to death, stay away from the long street I manage. If the female city lord sees this mess, I will lose my head." Ignoring what Zhu Minglang said, he scolded angrily.
Zhu Minglang had no choice but to dodge. At this time, a group of refugees heard the porridge call and rushed to the back street. Zhu Minglang was almost carried away.
The back street is very dilapidated, far from the long street. Few of the houses made of wood and mud are complete, and it looks messy at first glance. Walking into this kind of place seems to dissipate the smell of fireworks in the world, and the lingering Just withered and dilapidated.
Giving porridge is not a lie. In a wooden courtyard in the innermost part of the back street, there is a maid of the city lord in a long blue dress giving porridge.
She smiled kindly, and she didn't have the slightest dislike for these homeless people covered in lice. Even if her white and tender hands were dirty, she still handed out bowls one after another.
Zhu Minglang was also hungry. When something like this happened, he could only do as the Romans did and accept charity from others.
"Boom boom boom boom boom..."
But it didn't take long for the refugees and beggars to fall one by one, either hitting their heads on the ground, or falling straight forward.
Seeing this scene, some homeless people who were still awake were so frightened that they ran away, but before they could take a few steps, they suddenly convulsed and foamed at the mouth.
Zhu Minglang was also stupid.
No way!
I heard that some ruthless city-state rulers, in order to make the whole city look prosperous and holy, regularly give alms to homeless people, refugees, beggars, etc., throw them all out of the city and bury them after poisoning them to death.
Like getting rid of rats in the gutter...
Thinking of how he ended up like this, Zhu Minglang felt extremely unwilling.
Moreover, if he died, who would feed the little guy, it 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 resentment and resentment, but this land has always been so cruel, some rulers can not only take away other people's cities and homes just because of an offensive word, why not Deprive these people of their lives for the sake of the appearance of the city
The refugees without belonging to the city are no different from the mice 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 decent person in Yongcheng, a hardworking mulberry farmer, an honest silkworm merchant, who pays taxes on time and takes the initiative to pay tribute.
If those people were rats, they would die if they ate rat poison, and I could be considered a loyal scalper, but I accidentally ate the poison from my own yard... Save my life!
Zhu Minglang had no time to prove his identity. At this time, several officers and soldiers with sacks walked out of the courtyard, and they all had Leng Yue's long knife pinned to their waists.
He tried hard to stay awake.
In the end, Zhu Minglang still did not escape the effects of these "rat poisons", and fell down staggeringly.
The moment before he lost consciousness, he saw a pair of jade feet walking gracefully from the depths of the courtyard on lotus steps...
Zhu Minglang tried very hard to see the owner of Yuzu clearly, but he had completely lost consciousness.
In the dreamland of thoughts and chaotic thoughts, Yuzu and the sculpture of Nine Cities Valkyrie were combined together, turning into a vivid, complete and lifelike beauty, approaching gracefully.
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A rare sweet dream, Zhu Minglang felt that God did not treat him badly, and gave him a wonderful fantasy dream before his head fell to the ground.
He dreamed that the graceful and graceful sculpture in the city came alive, slowly crawling towards him under the dim light of the oil lamp, the slightly raised beautiful face was really the ultimate visual enjoyment in the world, As for what happened next, Zhu Minglang felt that Gui Xi was not an unacceptable thing.
…
"Ah, dying."
Zhu Minglang shouted involuntarily, thinking that everything was a pre-death hallucination, but unexpectedly, his own echo came from the closed area soon.
"dying... dying... dying..."
Hearing his own echo, Zhu Minglang slowly regained consciousness.
He looked around and found that he was in a dungeon. The slightly shaking oil lamp was not an illusion, and he could even feel the heat when he stretched out his hand to touch it.
Didn't he die?
Isn't that the poison that cleans up the rats!
Oops, if I'm still alive, there's a high probability that I'll be sold to a remote rocky mountain or mine as a slave by these people! !
Being that kind of slave in a claustrophobic mine... It's better to poison yourself directly!
"Um?"
Suddenly, a pleasant and gentle voice came out, right next to Zhu Minglang.
Zhu Minglang turned his head to the side, only to realize that there was a naked woman lying beside him.
Her long hair is like black tea-colored silk, and the red glow that has not faded is reflected on her face. She is so beautiful that her heart stopped beating at the moment of staring at it closely, and then suddenly beat wildly in the next second.
what happened!
Didn't I just dream?
Why am I in a dungeon.
Why lock up with a woman.
Her appearance is clearly the statue standing in the center of the city, the Valkyrie who has the appearance of a tranquil fairy, but the means of an iron-blooded emperor!
"I'm all awake, my sister looks very good, it seems that this little homeless man took good care of me last night." A fox's shrill voice came from outside the tall iron window.
The woman beside Zhu Minglang was still a little groggy, as if she was very drunk.
"I don't know how many people's hearts will be broken when the people over there hear that the sister who is as dazzling as the sky sleeps with a little beggar. But sister, don't worry, I will definitely spread this matter to everyone's ears, and it will become people's last gossip. A topic with endless aftertaste." The fox's shrill voice continued.
These words made the woman next to Zhu Minglang completely awake, but before she could respond angrily, the sound of footsteps outside gradually faded away, and that kind of triumphant and sharp laughter echoed in this cold dungeon for a long time.
Zhu Minglang was a little confused. He stared at the imprisoned woman beside him.
The person in front of her is clearly the lord of the city, the Valkyrie that people call her. Her peerless appearance is too easy to recognize, even without clothes... Cough, anyway, Zhu Minglang is sure it is her.
So judging from the person who spoke just now...
"You were overthrown?" Zhu Minglang asked after breaking the silence in the dungeon.
This land has always been extremely chaotic, and the war has never stopped. The speed of ruler change is no less than that of seasons.
The Valkyrie didn't speak, she used her long hair to cover herself, but it's a pity that she is thin where she should be thin, and where she should be big is too big, not all of it can be covered.