Infrastructure Throne

There was silence all around.

In the dark bedroom, the bewildered Yan Zui imprisoned Shen Qingze on the door panel.

He was hot all over, and there was a dull red between his eyebrows, his forehead, neck and forearms, all the veins were exposed, and the exposed skin was glowing with a faint blush.

"Yan Zui! Can you see who I am?" Shen Qingze frowned at the hot breath of the other party, unable to move, had to move his feet.

The city lord was blinded by his rationality, but his force was still unambiguous. He pushed his knees, firmly clamped the opponent, pinched his chin with his free hand, and bit his mouth that was constantly opening and closing.

"Well--"

The very faint smell of rust bloomed on the tip of the tongue, Yan Zui sucked it obsessively for a moment, and slowly licked off the blood from the corner of his lips, looking at him with blurred eyes, as if an elegant nobleman was enjoying his dinner, thinking about where to put his mouth.

"Shh - don't move around..." Yan Zui's hoarse voice seemed to be on fire, his fingers gently caressed Shen Qingze's cheeks and chin, his nails slid across his slender neck, and went down along the blue blood vessels.

Shen Qingze's struggle and the looming smell of blood seemed to please him, Yan Zui's eyes became more excited.

His Adam's apple slipped slightly, and moved to his neck, his teeth pressed against the throbbing pulse, rubbed gently, the boiling blood in his body clamored to bite down, and another voice told him that he couldn't bear it...

Yan Zui was very distressed, but he was too hot, his empty body was still very hungry, the guy in front of him exuded an unparalleled attraction, even the smell of blood was even better.

How about a bite?just a sip...

The force value given by the system with three question marks is not a joke. Shen Qingze struggled several times but failed. He simply doubted that this guy's hands were made of steel bars.

Suddenly there was a pain in his neck, this guy actually slammed his mouth!

Shen Qingze's face darkened: "Resist the halo!"

Yan Zui flew out uncontrollably in an instant, crashing into the imperial concubine's couch opposite, Shen Qingze touched his neck, there were two rows of teeth marks, but at least there was no bleeding.

This level of attack was not painful to Yan Zui, he got up from the imperial concubine's couch, his eyes were firmly locked on Shen Qingze's face, his index finger gently rubbed his lower lip, his fingertips were white, which made it look beautiful The red lips were as bright as blood.

His figure is like lightning, attacking again!

The two fought against each other in the narrow room, kicking down the stool, sweeping up the desk, even the mahogany sword fell from the wall, smashing the head of the puppy doll.

Without a weapon at his side, Yan Zui only used his fists and kicks, and the strong wind howled around the two of them. He was like a black panther hunting, extremely aggressive and dangerous.

Even in a state of confusion, he never attacked Shen Qingze's vitals, but just tried to catch him and suppress him, as if he regarded the other party as some kind of delicacy and wanted to enjoy it.

Shen Qingze was forced to retreat steadily by him, once forced into a corner, seeing that the other party showed no signs of waking up, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and activated the skill again - Shock!

Yan Zui's whole body trembled, and he froze in place, a trace of confusion appeared in his red pupils, and his brows tightened in pain.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shen Qingze slashed at the side of his neck with a hand knife!

Yan Zui lost consciousness, fell limply in his arms, was placed on the big soft bed, curled up into a ball in an uneasy posture.

Shen Qingze's chest rose and fell, and he calmed down his chaotic breathing, sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning over to him, carefully studying his drunken and drowsy face.

He frowned helplessly, there was no healing potion, and he had no better way to relieve the other party's pain.

I can only stay with Yan Zui for another half a month.

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When Yan Zui woke up, he felt some pain in his neck. He wanted to stretch out his hand to rub it, but his wrist suddenly tightened, and the bell clanged. There was a fine chain locked on his wrist, and the soft fur was wrapped around his wrist thoughtfully to prevent injury. in hand.

"Are you awake?" A low and steady voice sounded in my ear.

Yan Zui turned his head, Shen Qingze moved a chair, sat on the edge of the bed with crossed legs, and was reviewing the documents.

The blood in his eyes faded away without a trace, his face turned pale, he blinked, and his voice was low and hoarse: "How dare Lord Priest do such a thing to my city lord..."

Yan Zui shook the chain on his wrist and looked at him aggrieved.

Shen Qingze took a cup of tea to moisten his throat, and said slowly: "In order to prevent the city lord from biting someone in a hurry, I have to tie you up temporarily."

Yan Zui was even more aggrieved: "How could this city lord bite? I just kissed you. Do you need to be so stingy?"

Before Shen Qingze could refute, Yan Zui lazily propped up his upper body, raised his head, and showed him a beautiful curve of his neck: "Okay, okay, I really can't do anything with you, why don't you bite me back?"

Shen Qingze: "..."

"Don't bite?" Yan Zui sighed regretfully, then slowly retreated back to the bed, lay sideways facing him, rested his cheek with one hand, stretched his eyebrows, and smiled like a beautiful fox:

"Oh, the majestic priest dares to imprison the city lord on the bed at night, he must have ulterior motives."

Hearing this, Shen Qingze almost choked on the tea, his temples throbbed, he pressed his forehead: "Can you stop being so imaginative?"

Yan Zuibai flicked his wrist in boredom, and complained in a low voice: "If you can't eat it, why don't people think about it?"

Shen Qingze was speechless for a moment, so she had to change the topic: "I changed the medicine for you, does the wound still hurt?"

"..." Yan Zui froze suddenly.

Shen Qingze thought he was uncomfortable, frowned and leaned over: "What's wrong?"

Yan Zui glanced at him with the end of his eyes, and sighed faintly: "You are so bad, you even took advantage of my drowsiness to change the medicine, causing this city to miss a chance to enjoy your service..."

"..." Shen Qingze tightly pursed his lips, the corners of his eyes twitched, he shouldn't care about this guy's life or death!

"I see that the city lord is alive and well, so I don't think I need to take care of him anymore. You rest slowly, and I'll go first." Shen Qingze picked up a stack of paperwork, got up and wanted to leave.

"Wait!" Yan Zui's eyes were quick, and he grabbed the corner of the opponent's clothes and yanked.

Shen Qingze was dragged backwards and fell onto the bed, the documents were scattered all over the floor.

"Yan Zui!" Shen Qingze narrowed her eyes, and said two words from between her teeth.

Just as Yan Zui was about to speak, there was a hasty knock on the door.

"My lord! There is an urgent message from the Pearl City Intelligence Department!"

Yan Zui frowned slightly, and his voice sank: "Come in."

When Fan Mizhou entered the door with the letter, Shen Qingze was getting up from the bed. Fan Mizhou was stunned for a moment, and his gaze shifted from the officiant with an unsightly face to the Lord City Lord who was lazily leaning on the bedside, and finally fell on him. on the wrist chain.

Fan Mizhou asked cautiously: "My lord, this is..."

Yan Zui said slowly, "We're just playing a small game."

Fan Mizhou: "???"

He bit the bullet and handed over the letter, and fled as if flying away.

It seems to know some great secret!

Shen Qingze glared at Yan Zui: "Don't say strange things."

Yan Zui looked around and said to him: "Open it quickly, the letter is sent from Teng Er, there must be something happening in Pearl City."

Shen Qingze tidied up the fallen documents, sat back on the bed resignedly, unfolded the letterhead, read it briefly, his face became weirder the more he looked at it, and finally he stretched his brows and let out a sly smile with unknown meaning.

"Young Master Lott of Pearl City is really an interesting person. Last time he gave us a batch of artisan slaves, and this time he kindly sent us a population..."

Shen Qingze shook his head lightly, and raised the corners of his mouth: "It's really good deeds that don't leave names behind."

After listening to the information, Yan Zui pondered for a moment, then snorted softly and said: "Lott wants to use the huge and chaotic refugees to attack our Yuanliu City, he sees that we have just gone through a hard battle and cannot stand a second one. "

"If we don't fight back, they will invade the city wall sooner or later. If we fight back, he will definitely preach that we massacre civilians and then take the opportunity to make trouble. It's really insidious."

Shen Qingze put down the information, dug out the part about grain production areas from the document, and handed it to Yan Zui: "But what he doesn't know is that we have enough ability to feed several times the population."

Yan Zui turned his head, staring at him with clear eyes.

Shen Qingze touched his face subconsciously: "What?"

Yan Zui said in a strange tone: "That Lott, said that we got some extraordinary treasure in Abyss City, so we repelled the orcs..."

Shen Qingze laughed: "Ignorant words."

Yan Zui pinched the soft flesh on his cheek with his free hand, his face was full of displeasure, and he sneered sinisterly:

"I hate people who covet my treasure the most! If this guy dares to find fault, I will kill him!"

Shen Qingze patted his paw away: "Don't make trouble."

"Yan Zui, the attendant said you didn't have dinner tonight?" A familiar female voice suddenly sounded outside the door. The two were startled, and before they could separate, the door was pushed open.

Mrs. Yan's wheelchair appeared at the door, the maid pushed her, and said "ah" very softly, shut up quickly.

"What?" the old lady listened attentively, "Is there anyone else?"

Shen Qingze coughed lightly in embarrassment: "Grandma, it's me."

The old lady frowned and smiled softly: "Master Shen, are you discussing something? Then I won't bother you. Remember to eat dinner. I'll have someone bring it over later. How can you have irregular meals?"

"Understood, grandma." Shen Qingze hurriedly stood down from the bed, Yan Zui subconsciously straightened her body, accidentally pulled the chain, and made a slight metal collision sound.

The old lady was gesturing to the maid to push herself out, she moved her ears, and said leisurely: "You are young, don't play too late, your body is important, pay attention to restraint."

Yan Zui: "..."

Shen Qingze: "..."

With a "click", the door closed again.The two looked at each other silently, Yan Zui suddenly laughed out loud, his whole face was buried in the pillow, his shoulders were arched in two arcs, and he couldn't stop shivering.

Shen Qingze covered half of his face with one hand - he didn't do anything!

They are clearly the relationship between the boss and the subordinates!

What a shame!

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After the beast tide, most of the orcs returned with food and slaves, and retreated back to the Grand Canyon.

There are only a small number of people who are disgraced and flee like bereaved dogs. The orc tribes are not united, and there are many conflicts. One side is weak, and it is very likely to be squeezed out or even swallowed by the stronger tribe.

The once powerful Jiu tribe lost a witch priest in Yuanliu City, and the soldiers suffered heavy casualties. They were soon besieged and annexed by other tribes.

The news about Abyss City began to spread wildly among the orc tribes and human cities.

With Lott's deliberate efforts to fuel the flames, Yuanliu City is full of gold mountains, food warehouses full of food, and rumors of powerful treasures gradually spread to all cities along the Grand Canyon through word of mouth.

Refugees who lost their food and homes had nowhere to go and no food to eat. They traveled to every corner of the city, trying to find something edible from any ruins, even if they gnawed bark, drank snow, Eat permafrost, even Yizi and eat.

The nobles huddled in the strong city lord's mansion, and they didn't even dare to go out, for fear that refugees would swarm in and eat their bones.

Hearing the news from Lott, he was shocked and speechless at first, and then jumped with joy—whatever the strangeness of Abyss City, in short, drive these lowly refugees over and eat them up!

A new message broke out among the refugees - go to Abyss City, where there is food, clothing, and survival!

Like a piece of driftwood in despair, the refugees crazily grabbed it, regardless of whether it was real or not, they all spontaneously stumbled towards the direction of Yuanliu City...

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Pearl City, City Lord's Mansion.

Lott got a new long knife, shiny and silver, extremely sharp. It was made by the smelting workshop to imitate the sword of Abyss City, which took more than two months.

Lot gently stroked the blade: "How is Yuanliu City? Is it surrounded by refugees?"

Fu Tan twitched his mouth, and said cautiously: "According to the news from the people below... that Yuanliu City has actually established several refugee camps outside the city gate, openly accepting refugees, and openly declaring..."

Lott frowned: "What is the claim?"

"Declaration - all comers are welcome!"

With a groan, the long knife slashed on the iron armor of the test knife, only a white mark was drawn on the iron armor, but a small hole was missing in the blade.

"Unlucky!" Lot was furious, dropped the handle of the knife, and kicked him.

"Go, send someone to pretend to be a refugee and sneak into the city to find out what is going on in Abyss City! Since the ore smuggled in was inexplicably robbed last time, where has the output of the smelting workshop shrunk? "

"I want to see and see. A small border town can turn upside down!"

Futan wiped the sweat from his brow in fear: "Yes! Lord Lott!"

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Yuanliu City, the southern city wall.

Yan Zui and Shen Qingze walked side by side on the city wall, looked over the battlements, and saw canvas tents erected outside the city one after another.

A simple large formation made of branches and wood separates the crowd and forces the messy people to line up.

There is a din of people, counting, registering, distributing food, as well as disrupting and maintaining order. There is order in the chaos.

Countless black heads came in and out of the tent, and further away, there were refugees with yellow and emaciated faces coming one after another.

Shen Qingze gently stroked the duck's head in his arms, and said slowly: "Yuanliu City, it's time for expansion."