Endless darkness shrouded the land, and the faint light of the stars and the fireflies between the jungle were the few brightness in the world.

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

In the center of the city, a graceful sculpture stands, and you can see it as soon as you step into the city and look up slightly.

She exudes a unique night moonlight in the darkness, white and holy, and her beautiful and dignified face will make everyone who first enters this city involuntarily hold their breath.

The sculpture is lifelike, like the goddess of the night dressed in a veil intertwined with the moon and mist, and the seductive figure is even more fascinating in this haze.

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

She is the ruler of the city.

It's not a symbol of beauty, faith, freedom, or anything like that, but more often than not, it represents killing and war.

Known as the Valkyrie, she tamed this savage, chaotic land in just one year.

So that the city and the surrounding territories finally have a trace of order, and there are formal laws.

......

The defenders were scattered, turning a blind eye to anyone who entered the city, including some ragged beggars, who poured in droves.

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

This group of beggars also did not know from which city-state they fled, and they couldn't understand a word of the language they spoke. When they saw the hazy Valkyrie sculpture, they were stunned and stayed where they were for a few seconds before leaving dejectedly.

They were originally from the Songlin tribe and had their own Wuzhai City, although the land was not vast, it was also a big force in this land.

A year ago, their Wuzhai City was destroyed, and the corpses of the rulers were neatly placed on the streets, and the people of Wuzhai City had no protection, half of them became slaves, half of them became homeless refugees, and they ended up traveling through several cities and finally arrived at the territory of the culprit.

It is also ridiculous to say that in just one year, the idea of resurgence of hatred has already been destroyed by the wind and food, sleeping in the open and not having enough to eat.

Just want a wall, not be chased by wild beasts and corpses in the wilderness, just have a dirty street to huddle up and survive, even if the tall city walls and long streets belong to the Valkyrie who destroyed their five walled cities.

"If there is a soup kitchen, go to the back streets. A bucktoothed man in a military uniform walked up and said coldly to the group of wandering beggars who were like cockroaches and rats.

"This official, I am from Sangzhen, 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, and I ended up like this, can you please inform Uncle Wang of Sangzhen and ask him to pick me up?" Zhu Minglang stepped forward and said politely.

"What's something, stay away from Lao Tzu, if you don't drink porridge and starve to death, stay away from this long street that I can manage, let the female city lord see this mess, I also have to lose my head." The officers and soldiers of the bucktooth didn't pay attention to what Zhu Mingtong said, and scolded angrily.

Zhu Minglang had no choice but to dodge, and at this time, a group of homeless people heard the shouting of soup porridge and rushed to the back street, and Zhu Mingtong was almost carried away.

The backstreets are very dilapidated, far from the long streets, and few of the wooden and mud houses are intact, and they look chaotic at a glance.

The soup soup is not a lie, when I got to the innermost wooden courtyard in the back street, there was a city lord maid wearing a long aqua blue dress who was giving soup porridge.

She smiled kindly, and did not dislike these wanderers who were covered with lice, even if the white and tender hands were dirty, they still handed them bowl after bowl.

Zhu Minglang is also hungry, and when he encounters such a thing, he can only follow the customs of the villagers and accept alms from others.

"Knock knock ......"

But it didn't take long for the homeless beggars to fall one after another, either throwing their heads on the ground or falling straight forward.

Some wanderers who were still awake were so frightened that they wanted to run away when they saw this, but before they could run a few steps, they suddenly convulsed 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 will regularly give some alms to those homeless, refugees, beggars, etc., poison them to death and throw them out of the city to bury.

It's like disposing of a rat in the gutter......

Thinking that he ended up like this, Zhu Minglang was very unwilling in his heart.

Moreover, if you die yourself, who will raise the little one, it will eat so many mulberry leaves every day!

"Knock! knock!!"

One by one, the outcasts fell, and it was evident that their eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment, but this land had always been so cruel that some rulers could not only take away other people's cities and homes for an offensive word, but also deprive them of their lives for the sake of the city's appearance.

Without the homeless people who belong to the city, they are no different from the rats on the busy 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's head began to dizzy.

He is a serious person in this Yongcheng, a hard-working mulberry farmer, an honest silkworm merchant, who pays taxes on time and takes the initiative to pay tribute.

If those people are rats, they will die if they eat rat poison, and they can be regarded as loyal cattle at best, but they have accidentally eaten the poison of their own yard...... Spare me my life!

Zhu Minglang didn't have time to prove his identity at all, and at this time, several officers and soldiers with sacks walked out of the courtyard, and they all had Leng Yue long knives pinned to their waists.

He struggled to stay awake.

In the end, Zhu Minglang still did not escape the power of these "rat poisons", and staggered down.

The moment before losing consciousness, I saw a pair of jade feet, stepping on lotus steps, gracefully walking from the depths of the courtyard......

Zhu Minglang tried very hard to see the owner of the jade foot, but he was completely unconscious.

In the dream of the poisonous power and chaos of thoughts, the jade foot and the sculpture of the Valkyrie of the Nine Cities were combined, turning into a fresh, complete and lifelike beauty, charming and graceful, with a flushed face close to her.

......

Sweet dreams are like spring, Zhu Minglang feels that God has not treated him badly, and gave himself a very fragrant dream before his head hits the ground.

He dreamed that the beautiful and gentle sculpture in the city came to life, slowly crawling towards him under the dim light of the oil lamp, the amazing curve and the slightly raised red face are really the ultimate visual enjoyment in the world, as for everything that happened next, it made Zhu Minglang feel that returning to the west is not an unacceptable thing.

Under the dim oil lamp, the surrounding stone walls were even more cold and pitch-black, but the porcelain white body writhing in his arms was so hot.

"Ah, I'm going to die. ”

Zhu Minglang shouted involuntarily, thinking that everything was a pre-death hallucination, but unexpectedly, his own echo came from this closed area soon.

"I'm going to die...... I'm going to die...... Dead ......"

Zhu Minglang heard his echo, and the whole person slowly came to his senses.

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

Didn't die yourself??

Isn't that poison to clean up rats!

Oops, if you are still alive, there is a high probability that you will be sold by these people to remote stone mountains and mines as slaves!!

When the kind of slave in the claustrophobic mine ...... It's better to poison yourself directly!

"Huh?"

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

Zhu Minglang turned his head sideways, only to find that there was a sleek woman lying next to him.

Her long hair was like dark brown silk, and the unfading red glow was reflected on her face, which was incredibly beautiful, and her heart stopped beating at the moment of staring closely, and then suddenly beat wildly in the next second.

What's going on!

Didn't you dream just now??

Why themselves in a dungeon.

Why locked up with a woman.

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

"I'm all awake, my sister looks very good, it seems that this little homeless man served well last night. A fox's shrill woman's voice came from outside the high iron window.

The woman beside Zhu Minglang was still a little dazed, as if she was drunk.

"I don't know how many people's hearts will be broken when the people over there hear that the dazzling sister and a little beggar are sleeping together. But my sister rest assured, I will definitely spread this matter to everyone's ears and become the most memorable topic after dinner. The fox's shrill voice continued.

This sentence made the woman next to Zhu Minglang finally completely sober up, 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 stared at the imprisoned woman beside him.

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

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

"You were overthrown?" Zhu Minglang asked, breaking the silence in the dungeon.

This land has always been extremely chaotic, and the wars have never stopped, and the rulers change as fast as the seasons change.

The Valkyrie didn't speak, she used her long hair to cover herself, but it's a pity that she was thin where she should be thin, and the big place was very big, not all of which could be covered.