Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

A handsome young man in shabby old clothes was leading a horse and standing under the snowy branches, his peach blossom eyes were cold.

It's Duan Chuchu who just arrived.

"Your Highness Fourth." Duan Si hastily bowed and saluted, and was puzzled about the meaning of his words: "Does Your Highness have something to say?"

Prince Jing didn't answer, just stared at Duan Yue.

From the moment he appeared, the smile on Duan Yue's face disappeared, and suddenly became cold, and the whole person was silent and stern.

Duan Si looked around, only to realize later: "Oh, Your Highness is looking for Sixteen?"

King Jing nodded, tied the horse to the tree, came to hold Duan Yue's hand, and wanted to take him to a corner to talk.

As a result, the strength of the hand was heavy, and it happened to press on the wound on Duan Yue's palm that was cut open by the knife.

Duan Yue was in pain, remembering all the evil deeds of this person in his previous life.

A burst of resentment suddenly broke out in his heart, he pulled out his hand fiercely, grabbed his shoulder, and slapped hard on the tree trunk: "Don't touch me! Duan Chuchu, do you have to die to be willing!"

Prince Jing couldn't bear it without him, and the whipping and torture he received caused pain all over his body, and he hasn't recovered yet.Such a shot almost killed half of his life.

He was dizzy for a while, before he managed to wake up, and licked his dry lips: "No."

He also explained: "There are so many people here, you will be watched by the Third Prince's eyeliner."

"That has nothing to do with you, leave me alone."

Duan Yue withdrew his hand.

Prince Jing fell down, saw that he was about to leave, and immediately grabbed his ankle: "Wait a minute."

His thin lips moved, almost stubbornly: "You haven't replied to me yet."

Duan Yue first frowned in disgust, then sneered: "Why do you want to answer your words, you care about me?"

Duan Si was stunned.

Is Little Sixteen crazy?This is the Fourth Highness, no matter how downcast he is, he is still an upright heir, why is it their turn to ridicule them?

He secretly tugged on Duan Yue's sleeve, trying to tell him to restrain himself.

Duan Yue ignored him, with a fierce face: "You are not my master, what right do you have to control me? Duan Chuchu, helping you doesn't mean I won't harm you. Next time, if you dare to order at will, be careful that I will interrupt you." legs!"

Duan Si's face turned pale with fright, and he almost wanted to cover his mouth.

Such presumptuous things, no matter how good-tempered the master is, he will be angry!

Strangely, Prince Jing didn't intend to get angry, he just frowned, and fixedly looked at Duan Yue: "My name is Duan Yunchu."

Duan Yue: "Don't listen, crawl."

Prince Jing pursed his lips, got up really, turned around and entered the tent without saying a word.

Duan Si stared straight.

Strange, how good-tempered is the Fourth Highness?

But in any case, the other party didn't care about it, really lucky.

Duan Da Si heaved a sigh of relief, turned his head and pulled Duan Yue's ear: "Stinky bastard! You don't want to die? That's the prince! Even if you don't like it, you can't play your temper in front of him!"

Duan Yue groaned, screaming in pain.

Duan Si intentionally beat him for his unruly temperament, grabbed his ears and slipped around in public before letting go.

A row of mysterious guards on the tree stopped doing their work, and squatted there, clapping their hands and watching the show, only to knock on a plate of sunflower seeds.

On the contrary, the imperial guards guarded with cold faces, cursing in their hearts why this group of people are so noisy.

Duan Si warned: "The next time I see you disrespecting the master, I will tell the commander and let you die!"

Duan Yue's eyes were red with pain, and tears almost fell down. He rubbed his aching ears and muttered in a muffled voice, "You don't know anything. You don't even know that I was killed by him."

Duan Si didn't hear clearly, and asked super loudly: "What did you say!?"

Duan Yue was angry: "I said you are stupid!"

Duan Si was so angry that he pulled his ear again.

At this moment, the curtain of the tent was lifted suddenly, and Prince Jing came out again, followed by the sixth prince Duan Yunpei.

Duan Si froze in place, holding Duan Yue with one hand and pinching his ear with the other.

Duan Yue was so frightened that he covered his head and hid, his eyes were red and teardrops hung from his eyelashes.

After a long silence, Prince Jing walked over and rescued the little dark guard from the clutches of the devil.

Duan Yue didn't know what happened, so he raised his head in a daze.

Because of the physiological reaction, his eyes were covered with water, and his mouth curled up in grievance, looking pitiful.

Even if he was granted death in his previous life, King Jing never saw Duan Yue showing such an expression.

After hesitating for a moment, he raised his hand and stroked the red tips of the little dark guard's ears.

"Does it hurt?"

When Duan Yue heard this voice, he suddenly woke up, trembling all over, immediately pushed him away, suppressed all expressions, and lowered his face.

"Why are you back again?"

Prince Jing was pushed back a few steps, his legs hurt, and he fell into the snow.

He didn't say anything, and stood up by himself.

The sixth prince looked at them.

For some reason, whenever these two people stand together, there will always be a strange atmosphere, and no one else can blend in.

Seeing the stalemate in the atmosphere, he stepped forward and said, "I asked the fourth brother to lead the way. I heard that you are looking for me?"

Duan Yue was slightly startled, and looked angrily at Prince Jing whose clothes were covered with snow, and cursed in a low voice: "Who told you to meddle in your own business!"

Prince Jing lowered his eyes, peach blossom eyes sparkling, more beautiful than the sky and snow.

He said: "I think, return your kindness."

"No need." Turn around and leave.

Duan Si hurriedly pulled him back.

Just kidding, the sixth prince is here, so why be stubborn.

He pushed Duan Yue in front of the sixth prince, and laughed with him: "Your Highness, please forgive me, but the little sixteen is shy."

The sixth prince said: "It doesn't matter, if there is anything, just say it."

Duan Yue stood in front of him, hesitated for a long time, pulled him to a corner, turned his back to King Jing and Duan Si, secretly took out Yiyuan Pill, and handed it to him.

"What?"

"Medicine." Duan Yue replied in a low voice, and began to babble, "I bought it from a quack doctor, it has the effect of strengthening the body for a short time, your highness will shoot and hunt later, you can take one."

The sixth prince's eyes flickered, and he looked at him in a blink of an eye: "You know, the third prince is trying every means to suppress me. If he finds out about this, your life will be in jeopardy."

Duan Yue's expression remained unchanged: "This slave just wants to find a safe place to go."

The sixth prince's eyes were dark.

After a long time, he said: "Since you recognize me as the Lord, I will not disappoint you."

The corners of Duan Yue's lips were slightly raised, but he quickly remembered that broken skill and quickly suppressed it.

He leaned over very carefully, and said in a very low voice, "Your Highness, this medicine must not be discovered by others!" Otherwise, he would have finished the game.

The sixth prince stared at his tender red ears for a while, smiled, and lowered his voice: "Okay, don't let them know."

When the two turned around, they saw Prince Jing and Duan Si staring at him with burning eyes.

Prince Jing was better, but Duan Si almost wrote the word curious on his face.

The sixth prince smiled: "It's nothing, just talking privately, let's go, this place is too conspicuous."

Prince Jing went back to the camp with him.

On the way, the sixth prince was curious: "Fourth brother, don't ask, what did I say to Duan Shiliu?"

Prince Jing was silent for a while: "He doesn't want me to know. If I ask, he will be unhappy again."

The sixth prince was surprised.

When had he ever seen fourth brother so timid? Could it be possible that he was really tempted by Duan Shiliu?

Emperor Zhongcheng was not seriously injured and woke up soon.

He refused to listen to the courtiers' dissuasion, and insisted on going back to preside over the overall situation, announcing that the school examination would continue.

Duan Yue managed to get rid of Duan Si, who was so inquisitive about gossip, and returned to the tent.

The third prince couldn't find him, and was anxious to kill the guards.

Duan Yue quickly explained that he had gone to the toilet, so he calmed down.

He took Duan Yue's hand: "Sixteen, you are injured, don't run around alone, and tell His Highness wherever you go."

Duan Yue's wound hurt from being scratched, but he couldn't yell at him like he did to Prince Jing, so he could only bear the pain and nodded: "I understand."

During the Great Zhou Dynasty, martial arts was emphasized. The royal children practiced martial arts from an early age and were proficient in riding and shooting. The emperor even had the habit of driving himself.

In this examination, the winner is judged by the quantity and quality of the prey.

For the nerdy seventh prince and the weak sixth prince, this is simply torture, and the situation is extremely unfavorable.

In fact, Prince Jing was not much better, he was injured all over, so how could he compete with others.

The Ninth Prince is a brat who can't even draw a bow, let alone hope.

The only ones left to fight are the second prince and the third prince.

In order to ensure fairness, Emperor Zhongcheng allowed Xuanwei to accompany him, and the prey he shot would also be included in the results of the masters of each family.

In this way, only Prince Jing is left as a poor bastard.

He has no Xuanwei at all.

Emperor Zhongcheng asked him if he needed to pick one to accompany him.

He looked at the little guard next to the third prince and shook his head.

"No, my son can win by himself."

Duan Yue couldn't help but glance at him, thinking to himself, he really knows how to brag.

The third prince was in the same mood as him, and said with a sneer, "Sixteen, let's go, and we'll see which trash can't hunt anything and is hiding in a corner and crying secretly."

Duan Yue followed his footsteps, got on his horse, and entered the jungle.

The rest of the people also followed, and each found a direction to leave.

The second prince is accompanied by Duan Yi, the sixth prince is accompanied by Duan Si, the seventh prince is accompanied by Duan Qi, and the ninth prince is hugged by Duan Twelve.

The fifth princess and the eighth princess also wanted to join in the fun, so Emperor Zhongcheng asked a few Xuanwei who were idle to escort them in.

Duan Fei was the only one left to guard the emperor.

"Wanhua thinks, who has a better chance of winning the first place in this shooting?"

Duan Fei was dressed in red, with long hair like black ink, and a gorgeous and luxurious face, guarding his side like a spear.

"Your Majesty, do you want to hear the truth or lies?"

"I ask you, of course I want to hear the truth."

"Duan Yue will win."

Emperor Zhongcheng was helpless: "I'm asking about my son."

Duan Fei raised his eyebrows, and his bright red eyes squinted: "That's a lie, the third prince will win."

Dark clouds and snow, the sky is the same color.In the white world, he is the only one with a touch of bright red, so beautiful and beautiful, standing proudly in the mortal world.

Emperor Zhongcheng was palpitated by this amorous look.

He was dazed for a long time before he collected himself: "Why not the fourth child."

Duan Fei didn't care: "Your Majesty is heaven, whoever you say is who you are."

Emperor Zhong Cheng, who is always respected by everyone, hit a soft nail in front of a hidden guard.This calls him frustrated.

He called Duan Fei over and knelt down to pour him wine.

Duan Fei followed suit.

"In that case, I am your god, I can do whatever I want to you, right?"

He pinched Duan Fei's sharp and delicate jaw and lifted it up, caressing his stunning and sharp face, and sneered, "I asked you to serve me here, how about it?"

In full view, colleagues are all present.

This is blatant humiliation.

Duan Fei raised his head, looked at him for a while, buried himself in his crotch without saying a word, lowered his head, and opened his mouth to accept it.