Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

Duan Yue went back to the Dark Guard Camp, wanting to ask his brother for news about Concubine Zhuang Gui.

There are thousands of secrets in the deep palace, and his brother knows more than half of them.

Who told this person to specialize in intelligence, even the concubines in the harem knew exactly when they were on monthly leave, when they had meals, what they wore and what color of small clothes they wore.

The Dark Guard Ying privately gave him the nickname, Nanny Duan.

It was deep winter, heavy snow was flying, and the wind was like a blade.

Duan Yue put on the winter jacket he had just ordered from the eunuch, pulled his mask under his eyelids, wrapped it like a rice dumpling, and slipped in wretchedly.

At this time, hundreds of men in black were standing against the cold wind in the martial arts arena. The snow covered their ankles, and the piercing snow wet their underwear, making them feel chilly.

But no one dared to move an inch.

Because of this, there is still a terrifying man standing on the high platform that makes all Chang'an people fearful: the commander of the dark guard battalion, Duan Fei.

His clothes are different from the rest of the dark guards, he is dressed in a bright red robe, his black hair is loose, his slender ankles are exposed, and there are exquisite hollowed-out silver bells, which are melodious and crisp when the wind blows.

Not like a secret guard, but like a male favorite.

——Although he was Emperor Zhongcheng's male favourite, no one dared to gossip behind his back because of his ruthless methods.

The silver whip studded with barbs left a deep mark on the snow, Duan Feiyan raised the tail of her eyes, cold and gloomy:

"I'll ask again for the last time, where did Duan Shiliu go? If you don't talk about it, everyone will strip off for me, and stand here in the cold all night!"

The dark guard below was pale with cold, his jaw chattered, but no one said a word.

Last night it was Duan Shiliu's turn to guard the Hall of Mental Cultivation, but he was nowhere to be seen, so no one stopped the assassin when he sneaked in.

Fortunately, Duan Fei was sleeping in the palace, and the guards were in time, so that the Long Live Lord was not injured.

Negligence of duty is the death penalty of beheading.

Not only that, when Duan Fei came back to search the inner bedroom, he also found a book of erotic secrets on Duan Shiliu's couch.

Reading banned books privately and coveting beauty are adding crimes to crimes.

The Commander was furious, and lifted Xiao Shiliu's agarwood couch on the spot - it was a gift from His Majesty.

"Duan Yi, you are the head of the task hall, have you assigned any tasks to him recently?" There was a murderous look in the words.

A thin and quiet young man came out and bowed his hands: "Return to the commander, no. The sixteenth serious injury in the previous mission has not healed, and he is still recuperating."

He speaks slowly, calmly and indifferently, with a touch of literati elegance.Who would have thought that this was a murderous executioner.

Duan Fei glanced at the next one coldly: "Duan Si, you share a dormitory with him, don't you know where he went this morning?"

"I only said that I met an old friend, and the rest was not revealed." Duan Sidao.

He is an overly handsome young man, a man with integrity that is rare in the Dark Guard camp, handsome and tall.Even wearing a dusty uniform, it can't stop the surprise brought by that face.

It's a pity that the mouth is very bad, and the following is a heart-rending sarcasm: "What kind of old friend can a wooden stake have. The commander may as well check the Gong barrel, maybe it fell into it."

Duan Fei slammed his whip on his leg: "Shut up! You shouldn't be your dumb when you talk!"

Duan Si had no choice but to back away, quietly shut his mouth and act like a handsome man.

Duan Fei went to ask other people.

He is determined to find Duan Shiliu today.There were a total of 300 people in the dark guard camp, and they were interrogated one by one.

Duan Yue hid behind the fence, seeing that the situation was wrong, he immediately sent a whistle to his brother.

At the end of the line, Duan Qi moved his ears and turned his head.

Duan Yue gesticulated frantically: "Shh! Come, come quickly!"

Duan Qi didn't move, seeing him dancing like crazy, confusion gradually appeared in his eyes, he looked up at Duan Fei.

Duan Fei noticed the clue, frowned and swept over, with a stern tone: "Why, do you know where he is?"

"know."

Duan Yue turned pale with shock and hugged his head in despair, his brother is such an idiot!

He was so anxious that he kept waving at Duan Qi, telling him not to speak.

Duan Fei asked: "Where is the man?"

Duan Qi was silent for a moment, then glanced at Xiao Shiliu who was stomping behind the fence, and slowly replied: "Forgot."

Duan Fei was furious.

"Okay, since you don't say anything, everyone will go to the prison to receive the punishment immediately! One hundred lashes, not one less!"

Duan Yue had a bad heart, so he put oil on the soles of his feet, ready to run away.

Unexpectedly, Duan's eyes were sharp, and he saw his figure at a glance.

"Sneaky! Who's there!?" After saying that, he immediately threw out a few throwing knives.

Duan Yue was startled and immediately dodged.

But he forgot that he is a teenager now, and he doesn't have that deep internal strength yet, his feet are unstable, he stumbles, and his body falls to the ground.

The fence was shot by the flying knife and fell down.

Duan Yue was exposed lying on the ground like a dog eating mud.

Three hundred pairs of eyes fell on him.

The scene was once very embarrassing.

Duan Yue spat out the snow in his mouth, stood up, cleared his throat, and raised his hand seriously:

"Long time no see, brothers, wish everyone an early year."