Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

The brocade silk on the high platform concealed the subtle movements of the two.

Emperor Zhong Cheng didn't show any pity, and pulled his silky smooth black hair, blindly venting his punishment.

He wanted to trample on the soles of his feet the person whose eyes were fixed on the horizon, and wanted to stain his innocent body with filth.

Duan Fei crawled out, and when he raised his head, there was a tear on the corner of his mouth.

A little blood hangs on the corner of his mouth, not pale, but more beautiful.

Emperor Zhong Cheng picked up the wine bottle and slowly poured it down from his head.

Duan Fei wanted to hide, but he pried his mouth open with two fingers, hooked out the tip of his tongue, and was forced to drink the dirty wine with his head up.

"Wanhua, is it good?"

What was asked was not the wine, but the children and grandchildren that Duan Fei had just swallowed.

Duan Fei's eyes were empty, his eyes seemed to be looking at him, but not at him.

The lack of focus in his eyes, mixed with his disheveled clothes and hair, and the liquid soaking his body, made him look a bit fragile and dilapidated.

After a long time, he closed his eyes in resignation, bowed his head low, and said hoarsely, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward."

Emperor Zhong Cheng showed a satisfied smile in control of everything.

At this moment, Duan Yue, who was hunting far away in the forest, had no idea that his most respected commander was being humiliated in this way.

His riding and archery skills were taught by Duan Fei himself, and it is difficult to find an opponent in the world.

Three arrows are fired at once, each arrow can hit the prey's eyes without hurting half of the fur, and they are all rare species.

There are quite a few guards following the third prince, but none of them can hit the target as he does.

The figure of the young man bending his bow and shooting an arrow is like a sharp sword, hidden and ready to strike, with a look of disdain that no one dares to covet.

After a while, the cage was full of prey.

When the third prince came back on horseback, everyone was shocked.

"Duan Sixteen! You're not going to snatch the second brother!"

Otherwise, how could he hunt so many? He is only as good as a hut, and he can't even fit the cage!

"The servant did not rob, Your Highness."

Duan Yue didn't know what was going on, there were few animals traveling in winter, but today was an exception.

As soon as he stood here, the prey rushed towards him like a bunch.

He's not polite, come and take one, this piece is almost hunted by him.

After the third prince came, he didn't even see a wild rabbit.

After half an hour passed, the master was empty-handed, ashamed and indignant, and asked the little dark guard what was going on.

Duan Yue looked innocent: "Your Highness, the slave doesn't know either."

The third prince was so angry that he clamped his stomach: "You just stay here for my highness, don't move! My highness is going to the forest to the north to look for it!"

He used to laugh at Duan Chuchu for crying when he couldn't find anything, but now the crying person will become himself!

Coincidentally, as soon as the third prince left, the prey came out again.

Duan Yue has one bow and one bow, with spoils of war piled up beside him.

He also ran out of arrows, so he had nothing to do. He simply put all the prey into the space, jumped up the tree, and closed his eyes to rest.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a slight sound under the tree, similar to the rustling of feet stepping on dead branches.

Duan Yue's eartips moved, and he heard someone secretly plotting.

"The traps in Beilin are all set?"

"Be sure, this time, he is guaranteed to escape!"

The voice is thin and thin, and it sounds like Dongchang Fanzi.

Beilin, that's the hunting ground where the third prince went. Could Dongchang want to attack the third prince?

"No, it's the assassination of the male lead." Xiao Huangshu suddenly said, childishly, "Zhuang Guifei wants to be a queen, so she has to get rid of Queen Yaochu and her son."

"What is the relationship with Dongchang? This kind of thankless work of making wedding clothes for others is not like Dongchang's handwriting."

"Father, have you forgotten? Concubine Zhuang Gui has an affair with Chengxue, the director of the Dongchang factory. Roll the sheets and direct the Dongchang. Isn't it easy?"

Duan Yue was momentarily speechless.

Oh, he forgot, Concubine Zhuang Gui is a god-man, and there are countless guests in the curtain.

Seeing him tearing up the bag, kissing, burning and chewing, Xiao Huangshu couldn't help reminding: "Aren't you going to Beilin, Dad? There are still tasks to do."

Duan Yue looked up at the sky, and sneered: "What's the hurry, didn't he say that he could win by himself, let him show off, and I'll sleep for a while."

It's getting dark.

The northern forest is lonely, and the snow is piled up on the branches to form ice.

"Quick, grab him, don't let him get away!"

Suddenly, an angry shout broke the calm.

King Jing, who "can win alone", is being hunted down crazily.

The arrows were like a downpour, and they shot straight to the back.

In order to stop him, the guards who followed were all shot into sieves and fell in a pool of blood behind them.

King Jing fled desperately with a lame leg.

He could hear the heavy breathing in his chest, and he could feel the approach of death.

In his previous life, he had been living in the comfort net that Duan Yue had woven for him. No matter how difficult and dangerous the situation was, he could turn it into a breeze, and whenever he gave an order, he would definitely get the most perfect execution result.

Before this, he never thought that without Duan Yue, he would be so embarrassed even to escape.

A long river ahead blocked the way.

Prince Jing didn't care to think about it, and plunged into it.

The biting cold soaked into the flesh and blood, and his injured right leg began to twitch violently. Prince Jing was dizzy and almost sank.

The powerful feathered arrow pierced through the waves and shot into his shoulder.

The severe pain made him wake up suddenly, bit the tip of his tongue, and struggled to swim ashore.

The river was turbulent, and the pursuers could not continue to chase, so they came around from the small path.

Prince Jing's mind was tense, and he clung to the tree trunk, carefully hiding his body and avoiding search.

He was hit by an arrow in the water, which was poisoned, and the black blood was gurgling out, falling into the snow drop by drop, and the bloody smell attracted the prying eyes of many beasts.

A poisonous snake was disturbed and crawled out of the hole.

Prince Jing closed his eyes tightly, enduring the slippery and cold touch from his arms.

Dongchang spent a lot of money to promote Zhuang Zhiyin and the Seventh Prince this time, and even sent out his cronies and the most elite outposts, vowing to put him to death.

Fortunately, he made preparations in advance, otherwise he would not even know how he died.

"My lord, I have searched everywhere, but I can't find it."

Si Lin narrowed his eyes, looked around, and pointed to a broken tree beside the cliff: "Go over there and have a look."

The footsteps are getting closer and closer, so sooner or later they will be discovered.

Prince Jing lowered his eyes and glanced at the rapid ice stream under the hundred-foot-high cliff.

With luck, he should be able to save his life.

It's better than being caught and humiliated.

He squeezed his fingertips tightly, resisting the pain, and was about to jump down.

Suddenly, a familiar and clear youthful voice came from behind: "People from Dongchang, why are you here?"

Prince Jing was startled, and suddenly turned his head.

It's Duan Yue!

Didn't he accompany Duan Yunchen in Nanlin, why did he come here.

Is it to save him...

Prince Jing's eyes changed a few times, he couldn't tell what it was like, he just felt his heart beating very fast.

It was a coincidence that Duan Yue came, and at a glance, he saw a small piece of commoner clothes exposed from behind the tree.

Except Prince Jing, no other prince dressed so poorly.

The traces are so obvious, Prince Jing probably thought he was hiding it well.

He pretended not to see it, and said indifferently: "Your Majesty doesn't seem to have allowed the people from Dongchang to enter the hunting ground. I don't know what the Chief Sergeant means?"

Si Lin frowned first, then smiled: "My lord, forgive me, Dongchang has lost a fugitive, and he is hunting for it."

Duan Yue stared at him with "Do you think I look like a fool?"

Si Lin's smile gradually faded, "Since my lord doesn't believe it, there's nothing I can do about it."

He signaled his subordinates to surround Duan Yue.

"Your Excellency has two choices. One is to leave now and act as if you haven't seen anything, or the other is to die here and bury it deep underground with this secret."

"I believe adults are smart people and will make the right choices."

Duan Yue's long sword was out of its sheath, showing its sharpness: "It's a pity that someone said a long time ago that I, as a person, have always been stupid."

So stupid that he even lost his life, and he still wanted to save that man.

"Toast, don't eat fine wine." Si Lin lowered his face and raised his hand: "Kill me!"

The factory workers swarmed up.

Fighting hand to hand, killing is imminent!

Duan Yue's eyebrows were cold, one person, one sword, like a rakshasa from hell, reaping lives one by one without mercy.

The long sword was stained with blood, the black robe was like a brake, and everything he looked at was terrifying.

Si Lin took a step back, his face turned cold: "No, Duan Shiliu fought against me not long ago, and he doesn't have such terrifying strength at all. Who are you!?"

"I am Duan Shiliu, not Duan Shiliu."

Duan Yue stood in front of the broken tree with his sword in hand, blood dripped down the snow-white blade.

Prince Jing made a strange move, leaned over, and reached out to catch it in his palm.

He heard the boy's indifferent voice coming from above:

"People who have died once are so particular. Don't you think so, Fourth Highness."

Prince Jing was startled and raised his eyelids.

He met the sneering eyes of the young man, and was captured by the murderous intent there.

Was discovered.

Prince Jing opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

There are more battles pouring out all around, with swords and swords, and murderous intentions everywhere.

Chengxue, the supervisor of the East Factory, is a ruthless person, he either doesn't do it, or kills it all.

Since he has murderous intent, he will never let it go.

Prince Jing was silent for a moment, then let go of his hand: "Go, you are alone, they can't stop you."

This is the first time, he didn't let Duan Yue stand in front of him to fight the sword for him, but let him go.

Duan Yue's expression remained unchanged: "Don't you think it's too late to say this now? If you really want me to leave, you should come out and stop me from the very beginning."

"But you didn't. You still wait and see what happens with the intention of taking advantage of it. As long as you can live yourself, you don't care what happens to others."

"Duan Chuchu, you are still so selfish."

Prince Jing was silent, he raised his head and met the clear and bright eyes of the little dark guard.

Those dirty and despicable tricks, in these eyes, there is nothing to hide.

After a long time, he said a soft, almost inaudible sentence:

"Feel sorry."

Duan Yue laughed again.

Meifeng's coldness and sneer couldn't stop overflowing.

Can those hurts and tortures be eliminated with just a word of apology?

His loyalty is nothing in this person's eyes.

Duan Yue lowered his eyes, looked at the person who had fascinated him, and looked alienated: "I am the one who committed the crime, and you have nothing to be sorry for. Whoever told me that I am a fool, I am willing to be used by you."

Prince Jing was disturbed by his words, and his heart ached.

Seeing the two of them like this, Si Lin sneered: "I didn't expect Duan Shiliu to have a day when you were trapped in love. It's ridiculous. You used to mock me, what right do you have?"

I forgot to mention that Si Lin was also a member of the Dark Guard Camp, a candidate for the Xuan Guard.

It's just that he has lame eyes, admires Chengxue, the factory supervisor, and struggles to climb out of bed to jump jobs, and he has gained today's power step by step.

Duan Yue ignored his insult, bent down, and picked up the weak and embarrassed young man on the ground.

Prince Jing was startled, subconsciously put his arms around his neck, and tensed his body.

Duan Yue said: "Master, you owe me another life."

"The more you owe, the more you owe. You have a thick skin, and you don't plan to make up for it even after thinking about it."

The little dark guard bared his big white teeth, lowered his head, and smiled brightly at him: "Why don't you pay it back today."

Prince Jing stared at him blankly.

When he came back to his senses, the person had been led by him and jumped off the high cliff.