you are my color

In the conscious world, Wen Qing has always been passively attracted by the fragments, and under the strong guidance of the fragments, some indescribable things happened with the other party.

In that matter, he was always the passive party and never took the initiative.

Now that San Er stopped suddenly, Wen Qing felt a little disappointed, but it was impossible to take the initiative to invite love.

Maybe he misunderstood, San Er just wanted to kiss him.Wen Qing thought.

But in the days that followed, as Wen Qing became healthier and his actions gradually became the same as ordinary people, San Er's physical contact with him was still limited to hugging and kissing, which puzzled him a lot.

Not to mention that this man suddenly became ascetic, there was no doubt about Mo Yan's enthusiasm for that matter in the last world.

And the way Saner looked at him, the heat couldn't be fooled.

The strong desire contained in it can be felt even by wood.

Having desires but having to restrain yourself, this is...

Wen Qing thought of those palace people in the palace in the orange world, and seemed to realize something.

Could it be that something went wrong with the conscious body sealed by the admiral when he was awake, causing irreversible damage to the fragmented body, so he became powerless in that regard?

Hmm, it seems that similar palace people should be called eunuchs, right?

It's so pathetic.

Wen Qing is an ordinary person, and he has been with his lover Jiang Jiangniao before, so it is normal to have such thoughts.But since San Er's body has a problem and he can't do it anymore, it's fine for him to stay with him for the rest of his life.

Although that kind of thing is helpful for the development and running-in of the relationship, Wen Qing feels that since Sang Er has the memory of the previous life, they are considered husband and wife for two lifetimes.

Barely... Can you call me an old man?

As soon as this idea came up, it was ruthlessly ridiculed by the system.

Only then did Wen Qing realize that he had unconsciously spoken his thoughts.

Of course, the systematic smile is not because of the phrase "Old man, old man", it is thinking about how the general will behave when he finds that his thoughtfulness is misunderstood by his lover as "not giving up".

The young man misunderstood the emphasis: "Two lifetimes, although it's only the world of consciousness, it's not wrong to say that the old man is also..."

At the end, his voice was almost inaudible.

I have never heard of anyone who takes things in the conscious world as if they lived their whole life.

The system suppressed a smile: "That's right, the host is right. But, haven't you mentioned your thoughts to the general?"

"Xiao Yao, don't call him Lord General. After all, he is sealed. It feels strange for you to say that," as if he is really in a relationship with Lord General. "I heard that men's self-esteem is very high." Strong, because I am afraid that others will say 'no', I can't ask."

Tsk tsk, "I heard about a man", as if the host is not a man.The system secretly complained.

The orc nobles wiped out the rebels very quickly.In the past, the Beast King led them on expeditions, and most of the benefits they got were basically taken by the Beast King.

But this time, he is working for himself, and it is his own to get as much benefit as possible. The enthusiasm of the nobles is unprecedentedly high.A few old and disrespectful guys rolled up their sleeves in the meeting hall in order to grab the task of suppressing a certain rebel army.

In the end, the Snake people, who are famous for their insidious tricks, won and came out on top.

Snake people have always had a cold physique, and they usually look at other orcs in a gloomy manner, and they often do some tricks, which makes them have a bad reputation among orcs.

They are also nobles, the Snake Clan's territory is the smallest, and it is also the most barren and cold that no one wants.

Other orcs also said that "snakes are not afraid of the cold, so they should stay there."God knows they are there for twelve months a year, hibernating almost every day, so how can they have time to do business?

Seeing that the descendants of the Snake Clan were not prosperous and showed signs of decline, the nobles of this clan gritted their teeth and came to participate in the discussion with the strange eyes of other orc clans.

In order to get a piece of land suitable for living and multiplying for future generations, they also worked hard.

But after winning the battle, let’s not talk about the hatred in the eyes of other people, just heard some strange words in my ears, such as "there are not many snake people, so it is useless to have such a big place", and "the place where the snake people originally stayed That's good, we should give way to other races who are in urgent need of territory" and the like, which made the hearts of the nobles of the snake clan sink.

On weekdays, once these nobles work together to exclude which race, even the orc king will have to think about it.

Not to mention that what they said on the surface is really the case.

Among the nobles who can come to discuss matters, the number of snake people is the least, although it is caused by their region.

Snake people are insidious, but they are not good at verbal disputes. They are squeezed out by other orcs, and their cold bodies become warm with anxiety, and they can't find anything to say back.

Seeing that the situation was one-sided, I heard a voice from the throne above: "In the previous few groups of you who fought to put down the rebellion, whoever had the most powerful fist had the final say. Why can't it be the turn of the Snake Clan?"

Those orc nobles who were talking happily stopped for a while.

They really wanted to take the Beast King back, but for some reason recently, the king was still the same king, but he looked more domineering than before.

In the past, they would occasionally think about it, but now they can only listen with their ears down.

Several of the most powerful races, such as the Leopard Clan and Tiger Clan, had a different heart. When they put down Xiao Nie's rebel army, they divided up all the young and strong human captives, leaving only some crooked melons and dates for the king.

The king didn't say anything at that time, but as soon as he returned to the palace, he handed out all the old, weak, sick and disabled as rewards.

Whoever grabs the most young and middle-aged people will also send the most old and weak people.

This was bestowed by the king, even if they could be slaves, it was absolutely impossible to let them die like other slaves, so they had to make great efforts to ask a doctor to treat them.

That time, the orc nobles bleed a lot.

Originally, there were orcs who wanted to ask Wang Ping to judge, but before they stretched out their fists, they were directly pressed to the ground as assassins and put in prison.

assassin?

The orc assassin, to put it bluntly, wants to challenge the authority of the king, and wants to become the next orc king!

It's fine if you can succeed, once you fail, you will be punished with the most miserable and cruel punishment.

At that time, even death became a luxury.

This move completely shocked the watching orcs.

No one expected that Wang would be such a domineering character!

But no one thinks it's wrong.

To be their king is to be stronger than them, more powerful than them, more arrogant than them, and more unreasonable than them.

Otherwise, how can I be the king of the orcs!

Which orc ever made sense?

Wang, he should be the most unreasonable one!

But now, the unreasonable Beastman King told them that Beastmen also have rules, that is, whoever has the biggest fist wins.

This... sounds right.

They have always acted like this, and those who can do it are definitely not BB.

If the Snake Clan won, the Snake Clan would go up, as if... nothing wrong?

The orc aristocrats felt that what they said was reasonable, and at the same time felt that there was something wrong, but no one dared to say anything. They could only watch helplessly as the snake clansman stepped forward to receive the king's order.

The aristocrats of the Snake Clan originally thought that their errands were about to be blown, and they could only accept their fate in spite of their distress.As a result, things took a turn for the better, and Wang admitted it!

You know, he got it by defeating so many other orc nobles in court!

Although a lot of inhumane little tricks were used during the period, such as hiding aside to watch the wind direction, jumping out and kicking the winner when they see who is going to win, blowing poisonous gas on them while there are many people in the melee, so that They were all dizzy.

That's right, many snakes are poisonous, and the snake nobleman who came to discuss this time is a very poisonous one!

The snake nobleman took the king's order and wiped his eyes with a lot of emotion.

It's really not easy, for the sake of the descendants of the entire snake clan, he also tried his best to blow poisonous gas, and in the end even he himself was dizzy.

Turning his head to look quietly at the Beastman King, he saw that he nodded slightly to him, and then began to announce other things, the snake nobleman's heart was agitated.

Wang nodded to him!The king valued him very much!

The Snake Noble, who was treated coldly everywhere, almost cried.

He immediately decided that from now on, the entire snake clan would be loyal to this generation of orc kings, and only this generation of kings would treat their snake clan people as beastmen!

That's right, the number of snake people is indeed small, but as long as they have a territory, they will always grow and develop.

Moreover, the Snake people are the best in individual combat, and their whole body can be used as a weapon, not to mention the venom and poisonous mist. There are so many attack methods, it is hard to guard against.

San Er didn't know that his random decision and action had regained a race with great potential for him in the future.

He just wanted to finish the matter here quickly so that he could take his lover out of the palace to play.

It was agreed that as long as the boy's health improves, he will accompany the other party out, of course he must do what he says.

After finishing everything, San Er hurriedly walked back, but was stopped by a familiar orc noble halfway.

It is the snake nobleman who is catching up.

Facing the wordy guy who couldn't get to the point for a long time, San Er just dismissed him with a few words and left.

The snake nobleman stood there crying.

In the past, it was not uncommon for the weak nobles to express their loyalty to the Beast King, but they would be severely exploited by the Beast King, and it was not uncommon for the whole family to become the Beast King's private soldiers.

But just now he only mentioned a few words, and the Beastman King simply told him to go back and prepare to put down the rebels, without saying anything else.

What does this mean?

It shows that the orc king does not have selfishness in his respect for their entire clan.

He didn't want to treat their race as a private property.

To say that they still planned to be loyal to the Beast King before, at this time, the snake nobles decided to become loyal.

You must do your best to become the king's loyal confidant!

He finally wiped away his tears and hurried out.

Wen Qing was chatting with the system one after another, when he heard the other party say: "The general is here."

As soon as he looked up, he saw San Er walking in. The sun shone from behind the man, coating his whole figure with a layer of gold, looking handsome and noble.

The young man smiled wryly.

San Er paused, then walked up to him and held his hand: "I'll take you out of the palace, let's go outside to play."

Wen Qing's eyes widened unexpectedly.

Although San Er said this before, there has been no movement since then. He thought it would take a long time to look forward to that day at least.

Didn't expect it to be available now?

"Okay!" he said happily.

The two changed into clothes that looked less expensive.Wen Qing turned around and saw San Er was fastening the belt around his waist.He is obviously tall, but there are two slender and long soft rabbit ears hanging down, forming a sharp contrast.

His hands were itchy for a while, so he went up and touched the rabbit's ears twice.

Sanny looked up at him in astonishment, his face flushed.

Wen Qing was startled by his reaction, she forgot to take her hand back, and put it on the Beast King's head in a daze.

No way?He had touched Sanny's ear before, but the reaction was not so big. At most, the other party just shook and avoided his hand.

Immediately afterwards, he vaguely remembered that the San Er was a fragment at the beginning, but now it is the inkstone.In the previous world, Mo Yan's ear was indeed a sensitive area, and every time he touched him on the bed, he would be tossed more intensely and excitedly by the other party.

"I, I just touch, touch." The boy said dryly, moving his hand back quietly.

Sanny stared at him as if he wanted to eat someone, and he hugged him suddenly, his tongue kept raging on his lips and mouth.

Hey Hey hey!Bitten all!

As soon as Wen Qing exerted his strength, he directly pushed the opponent out.

Huh huh?Am I so good?

The young man belatedly remembered that he was so powerful that he could outgrow this golden finger.It's a pity that I was put on a magic lock chain just after passing through, and the golden finger has never been used.

After a long time, even he himself forgot that there was such a thing.Although my body gradually recovered later, and I was able to try to squeeze hard walnuts, it was all just for fun.

San Er also looked at him in shock: "Are you so strong?"

Even if he was unprepared, there are not many people in this world who can easily push him that far.

Not to mention that the boy is still a human race.

Could this be the talent of the national teacher?

If this can be brought, I don’t know if other things can be brought, such as the softness and flexibility of the former national teacher’s body...

The more Sang Er thought about it, the more crooked he became, and the way he looked at Wen Qing became more and more strange.

Wen Qing didn't notice his strangeness, and withdrew his hand embarrassingly: "Well, I'm already quite strong, hehe, but I was locked by the magic chain before, so I can't use it."

San Er's thoughts of running like a wild horse were suddenly pulled back by the words "locking the magic chain", and his whole body seemed to have been poured with ice water, and he lost all charming thoughts.

"It seems that your health has improved a lot." He cleared his throat and said.

Wen Qing nodded: "Yeah, walking faster now than a few days ago, it must be no problem to go out and play."

He was afraid that the other party would worry about his body and change his mind.

San Er saw through the young man's thoughts at a glance, shook his head with a smile, reached out and rubbed his head a few times: "Yes, yes, no problem, then let's go now."

Speaking of which, the boy lived in the Beast King's Palace twice before and after, and this was the first time he walked out of the palace gate and walked on the street like an ordinary orc.

Every orc living area, market is equivalent to a collection of dirty and messy.But this is the royal city, the order is much better than those noble fiefdoms outside, and things look better.

Of course, the price is also more expensive.

Wen Qing's shopping here is actually for the freshness.Although I have experienced several worlds, each background is almost different, and the existence of the market is also different.

But all of them are easier than he was in the interstellar era.

Before receiving the assignment from the Wei family, he seldom went out, seldom socialized, no matter whether he received or acted in a play, he would solve it directly on Xingwang.Including buying things, they all use the star network.

Xingwang is convenient and quick, and it also saves him the steps of dealing with others.

Wen Qing didn't intend to isolate himself, he still wanted to associate with people in his heart.

But he didn't know what other people wanted from him, and whether they would do things that hurt him indifferently with different purposes like Ling Feng did.

He dared not step out of the thick and high wall.

After walking around for a while, Wen Qing felt a little tired and thirsty.San Er saw a stall selling drinking water on the side of the road for pedestrians to rest, so he took him there.

The owner of this stall is a human man, not tall, his face is full of wrinkles, and he looks quite young.

Being able to get a place to stay in the royal city, even if it's just an inconspicuous little place selling tea, shows that this man has some connections.

Sang Er wiped one of the stone benches clean first, let Wen Qing sit down, and then sat down on the other side.

The old tea seller looked at Wen Qing several times.

The boy noticed it and looked down at his clothes.Although the clothes he and Sanger wore were low-key, they were made of good materials, and there were faint dark patterns embroidered on the cuffs and corners. As long as you observe carefully, it is not difficult to see that only rich people can afford them.

Wen Qing pondered, it might be that as a human being, he was able to live the life of a superior person in the royal city, which was quite shocking.

After all, bad orcs abound.

The old man brought over two cups of tea with his own hands.Probably due to shaking hands, the tea cups were not placed on the table stably, and one of the cups was dumped on the table, and the tea flowed all over the table, trickling down along the edge of the table.

As soon as Sang Er turned around, he quickly pulled Wen Qing up and looked up and down nervously: "Where is it hot? Let me see!"

Wen Qing was a little embarrassed, stood aside for a while, avoiding his hand, and said in a low voice, "It didn't get on your clothes."

San Er still wanted to check carefully, but Wen Qing saw the movement of the old man behind the man, narrowed his eyes, and stretched out his hand to push the Beast King aside.

The old man held a dagger in his hand and stabbed it fiercely.

Originally, he was aiming at San Er's back, but when he was pulled by the young man, the orc king avoided it, but then he went straight to the young man.

When San Er was pushed away, he already realized that something was wrong, turned his head and saw the danger, but it was too late to save his lover, so he roared with red eyes: "No!"

The old man hesitated, but the dagger didn't stop, and stabbed straight at the boy's chest.

In a panic, Wen Qing stretched out his hand to grab the dagger, and held the old man's hand when the tip of the knife touched his body.His palm was injured by the blade in the process, and blood gushed out and trickled down his wrist.

The old man tried several times but failed to press down the dagger, and kicked Wen Qing in desperation.

That kick was fast and hard, and the young man was so powerful that he hadn't really learned kung fu after all. If Sang Er hadn't moved in front of him in time to block him, he would have been kicked and injured.

The Beast King grabbed the old man's wrist and twisted it. The old man could no longer hold the dagger, so he snatched it away, and the two fought together.

The old man looked not young, but his skills were good. Even if he fought against San Er, he would not lose for a while.

Wen Qing saw two groups of orc patrolling on the street noticing the movement here and rushing over, so he was relieved and stood aside, grinning in pain.

Seeing that the patrol team was alarmed, the old man knew that it was not good, so he turned around and wanted to escape, but he was entangled tightly by San Er, and he couldn't get away at all.

The patrol team swarmed up and restrained the old man. The little boss recognized Sang Er's identity and hurried up to greet him.

There is no way, there is only the Beastman King with such good skills in the entire Wangcheng.

San Er nodded to him, and when the patrol team was about to take away the old man who was showing resentment, he asked them to send him to the palace, and he wanted to interrogate him himself.

Encountering this kind of thing, Wen Qing was injured again, of course it was impossible to continue playing.Sang Er took the boy back to the palace and ordered the palace doctor to give him medicine.

Wen Qing's injuries were all on his hands, the wounds were deep and long, and they were all caused when he grabbed the dagger.

After bandaging, the palace doctor withdrew.The boy looked at Sanny's dark face, and patted him with his other good hand: "It's just two wounds, the doctor said it will heal soon, don't be angry."

After coaxing for a long time, the man's face was finally not so scary.

"I don't know who this person is," Wen Qing said. "Supposedly, at such an age, if he can have a place in the king's city, he will have his own connections, right? He can't even think about assassinating the beast king. Is he planning to rebel?"

Sang Er hugged the boy in his arms, thoughtfully: "His skills are familiar, but also quite strange."

"Huh? Why do you say that?" Wen Qing raised his head and asked him, the movement was too big, and his nose hit the opponent's chin, sore and sore, and tears flowed out.

San Er quickly rubbed it for him, and the topic was diverted.

The young man thought it was over like this, but he didn't expect that when the Beast King came back a few days later, he was faintly angry.

"What's wrong?" Wen Qing asked strangely.

The current Sang Er is not the one before, and the core has been replaced with an inkstone.There are not many men who can really annoy men, and the young man can tell that he is really angry.

San Er glanced at him, hesitated to speak.

If the young man realizes something: "Is it related to me?"

That's weird.

He knew how domineering and exclusive the ink inkstone was in the previous world, so he stayed obediently in the palace, not seeing anyone.

Saul, where did the fire come from?

When the Beast King saw Wen Qing, he stretched out his arms and hugged the boy in his arms like a child who had been wronged, so tight that Wen Qing wondered if he was going to strangle him to death.

"Be obedient, who provoked you?" The boy patted Sanny on the back lightly.

If he didn't think of a way to calm down the man's anger, he was afraid that this place would become a murder scene, and he had to think about his own life.

"Xiao Nie..." It took a long time for San Er to spit out two words.

Wen Qing blinked her eyes, confused.

What do you mean?Didn't Xiao Nian die long ago?Can the dead mess with him?