[Comprehensive] Cannon fodder, do you want to counterattack?

"...The rules and regulations have been released. It is roughly divided into literary examination and martial arts examination. The essay can be divided into three examinations. The examination of poetry and writing is divided into two examinations. The martial arts examination can be divided into two examinations. One is to test skills and the other is to test actual combat..."

Yi An sat at the head of Qin Yue, talking about the selection of candidates for the Recruitment Hall in a leisurely manner, with Qiu Yun occasionally making additions.The attitude of the two is calm and respectful, the voice is pleasant, the tone is calm, and the words are well-founded, so it is a long-winded speech, and it does not make people feel irritable and boring.

Qin Yue was noncommittal, looked down at the wine glass in his hand, took a sip, but didn't drink it—the wine was the best wine he had ever seen, but unfortunately it was too strong, and he couldn't drink as much as usual, especially in...

His eyes fell to the door again, and he frowned slightly, why did he call someone, he didn't come for half a day, could it be... unwilling?

No, no, with that young man's temperament, he wouldn't be so ignorant when he didn't touch the bottom line... His character has always been engraved in his bones, not for people to see.

Yi An noticed his expression, and there was a hint of disdain in his eyes. He thought it was a change of temperament, but it turned out that it was just a change of interest. Unexpectedly, this mighty emperor originally liked playing hard to get.

A servant hurried in and said, "Your Majesty, Commander Lu was... no, Commander Lu and Mr. Qin Ge fought..."

Before he could finish speaking, the wine glass in Qin Yue's hand fell heavily to the ground, and the person jumped up, striding towards the door, his face sinking like water: "Bold thing!"

He shouted coldly again: "Are there dead people around him?"

The servant trotted ahead to lead the way, but he was at a loss in his mind, not knowing who his master was saying was bold and who was dead.

When Qin Yue went, the scene was already very lively. Dozens of guards formed a circle around them, their knives were out of their sheaths, their bows were drawn up, and they followed the people in the circle to advance or retreat, but no one dared to make a move.

When Qin Yue came over, the guards stepped aside and stood by his side. Only now did Qin Yue see clearly that there was a small circle inside the big circle, and the person surrounded in the middle was Chen Ce, whose purpose was not to besiege, but to protect .

Those who confronted this group of people were not Han Pu and Yu Sheng standing side by side with weapons, but a frail young man standing leisurely several feet away.

The people in that circle, except for Chen Ce, were all top players in the guard camp, but now almost all of them were injured.These people didn't even pay attention to Qin Yue's coming, but they just looked nervously at the young man who didn't seem to pay attention to them at all. Wipe off a cold sweat...

The boy's standing posture was a bit slack, he drank a lot, and even leaning halfway on the stone table was a little unsteady, his body shook from time to time, as if he would fall to the ground and fall asleep at any time.An ordinary-looking long sword was loosely held upside down in his hand. The sword was stained with blood, dripping down, and his white robe was also splashed with a lot of blood. It looks like a red plum in the snow, and it looks really good-looking when worn on the young man.

The youth's porcelain-white cheeks were stained with a few traces of blush, his usually indifferent eyes were filled with hazy water vapor, and his light-colored soft lips were stained with water... The drunken youth was extremely beautiful and attractive, but It just makes people not have any blasphemous thoughts, because the young man's aura at this moment is extremely powerful.

Qin Ge narrowed his eyes slightly, shook his head to get rid of the spinning feeling, but the figure in front of him was still swaying from left to right, so he left the stone table on which he was temporarily leaning, and took two steps forward.

Chen Ce and the players around him all took a step back, their backs tightened instantly, and their breathing stopped.

Qin Ge could barely recognize the person in front of him, and pointed his long sword at Chen Ce unsteadily, with a loose expression and equally loose tone: "Come on, come here, if you can catch my sword, I will spare you."

Chen Ce pursed his lips tightly, remained silent, covered the bleeding wound on his arm, and remained motionless.

Seeing that he didn't move, Qin Ge sighed helplessly, aggrieved herself and walked forward again, saying, "This time, I'm going to start killing people."

Following these words, the surrounding atmosphere became tense again, as if the bowstring had already collapsed to the extreme, and could no longer stand the slightest tremor... The swords in the hands of several guards around Chen Ce began to tremble.

The young man is not tall, let alone mighty, but his straight back, slightly opened shoulders, narrowed eyes, and slightly smiling lips seem to carry an indescribable power , Let people face him, as if facing an abyss, as if facing a steep wall, and they can't even breathe smoothly.

The young man's staggering footsteps sounded like thunder and drums, hitting everyone's hearts silently, one step, two steps, three steps... three steps down, the long sword was slightly retracted, and everyone's hearts hung in the air ——This is the sign that he is about to make a move!

"Let the arrows! Let the arrows! Let the arrows go!" Finally, a guard beside Chen Ce couldn't hold back and roared uncontrollably.

"Stop!" Qin Yue yelled afterward, but after all, he took a step too late. The hand that had been numb after holding the string for a long time was released the moment after the word "shooting arrows" sounded, and a dozen sharp arrows pierced through the short space. With a distance of several feet, he arrived in front of the boy almost instantly.

Qin Yue rushed forward two steps uncontrollably, and exclaimed: "Qin Ge!"

In the next moment, the sharp arrow was approaching, but the young man barely reacted. Everyone could clearly see that he casually tilted his head, lowered his waist, and tilted his shoulders. The sharp arrow, which was invisible to the naked eye, flew past his body , and then the young man slightly raised his long sword with his right hand, knocked two arrows away with the hilt of the sword, raised his left hand, and easily picked the last few arrows from the air, and threw them aside... He didn't take these flies to heart at all, But attracted by Qin Yue's voice, he turned his head: "You called me?"

Everyone was speechless.

Qin Yue was also speechless for a while.

It looks familiar...Qin Ge pressed his forehead, but he just couldn't remember who the person in front of him was. He only vaguely remembered that his purpose of drinking seemed to be...to practice sword?

So he squinted his eyes and asked, "How many moves?"

Qin Yue looked at him. The young man in front of him was extremely beautiful, powerful and charming...

Qin Yue spoke after a while: "Okay."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Ce's nervous voice sounded: "Your Majesty, you can't do it! You can't do it!"

Qin Yue turned a deaf ear, threw down the cloak with his left hand, and unsheathed the long sword with his right hand. The cloak was still flying in the air, and the man was already out of his guard like a tiger.

King Qin's bravery is well known throughout the world. He has practiced martial arts since he was a child and has amazing talents. Even Chen Ce and Yu Sheng and others around him are far from his opponents. Self-reliance on bravery is the reason why he is assassinated repeatedly. reason not to die.

From the reactions of Chen Ce and others, Qin Yue saw that Qin Ge was extraordinary, so he went all out when he made a move. He believed that there were only a handful of people in this world who could receive his sword.He couldn't believe how powerful this young man with only three-legged cat skills could become in just a few days!

"Your Majesty!" Chen Ce and the others exclaimed in unison, and rushed towards him.

Qin Yue saw that the lazier boy in front of him finally moved, and the movement was as fast as lightning. His slender waist was spinning, his long jet black hair was flying, and his snow-white skirt was floating... He didn't even see the boy's body clearly. As soon as he moved, that exquisitely beautiful face had already stopped at a place close to him, and the cold touch was swimming around his neck like a snake, bringing sharp stings and splashing blood...

Qin Yue finally understood where Chen Ce's fear came from, but it was too late... The young man's long sword was swiftly strangling his neck, and in the next moment, his head might fly into the sky, Watching my body slowly fall...

"Your Majesty!" Desperate, unbelievable voices sounded from all directions.

Everyone's mind is blank...

Qin Yue was about to close his eyes, but at this moment, the snake of death wandering around his neck stopped without warning. The young man seemed to be too drunk to see clearly, so he closed his eyes heavily. Opening his eyes again, he muttered to himself: "...can't kill?"

"Well...can't kill..."

"Bang Dang" the long sword fell to the ground, Qin Ge also shook twice, and fell softly to the ground... This time, he really drank a bit too much, damn it... Uh... Han Pu...

Qin Yue stepped forward expressionlessly, and hugged the boy before he fell to the ground.The young man was frighteningly thin, so light that he could barely feel his weight in his arms.Qin Yue lowered his head and looked at the mighty young man who was still strong just now nestled in his arms, obediently like a cat, with drooping long eyelashes, blush from his cheeks to his neck, his lips pursed restlessly , seems to be still tasting fine wine in a dream...

Qin Yue suddenly chuckled, he almost died in the hands of this person just now!

Seeing the young man sleeping peacefully in his arms, his heart was pounding, so alive that he felt for the first time that being alive turned out to be such a precious thing.

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In Qin Ge's bedroom, Qin Yi who hurried over had an extremely ugly expression on his face. After checking the wound on Qin Yue's neck and applying the medicine again, he knelt down with a plop: "Your Majesty, I implore Your Majesty, kill Qin Ge!"

He may have some affection for Qin Ge, but this person is too dangerous, too dangerous.

Chen Ce followed him and knelt down: "Please, kill Qinge!"

"Kill Qinge!"

"Kill Qinge!"

"..."

Yi An stood aside with a pale face, listening to the louder and louder voices, looking at the Qin man who was kneeling on the ground, and at the tall man sitting on the ground, his lips moved, and finally he didn't speak.

Han Pu's face was also a little pale, and he quietly stretched his hands into his sleeves, staring closely at Qin Yue.

Yu Sheng quietly stayed beside Qin Ge's bed, as if he didn't hear them talking.

Qin Yue raised his head, glanced at Yi An, with a sneer on his lips, poured himself a glass of wine slowly, took a sip from his lips, and lightly said: "Kill him, okay! What's the reason?"

Although he asked, without waiting for an answer, he sneered: "Because he didn't kill the widow, so the widow wants to kill him?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, speechless for a while.

Qin Yue said coldly: "Get out!"

Others came out in a file, and Qin Yi looked at Han Pu and Yu Sheng who were motionless, and they also remained motionless.

There were only a few people left in the room, standing and sitting, no one spoke, and the quietness of the room could be heard of needles dropping.

This silence lasted for a long time, until a soft and almost inaudible voice came from everyone's ears: "It hurts..."

The voice was very soft, with trembling teeth, the speaker seemed to be extremely frightened, and also extremely painful, with trembling jaws, he managed to squeeze out a word between his teeth: "...it hurts..."

The word "pain" seemed to float out of hell, causing chills in the bones of those who heard it.

Qin Yue's eyes fell on the bed. The boy who had been sleeping peacefully and soundly curled up into a ball at some point, his hair was disheveled and piled up on his face. Big drops of tears silently seeped out from his closed eyes, soaking his eyes. A large piece of bed sheet was wet, the boy trembled and said it hurt.

Qin Yue felt his heart was suddenly tightened by something, and he couldn't breathe due to the pain. After a long time, he slowly raised his head, looked at Qin Yi, and said dryly, "...Look at him."

Qin Yi stepped forward silently, felt his pulse, backed away, and said, "It's nothing serious."

Qin Yue looked at him firmly, and said word by word: "He said it hurts."

Qin Yi bowed his head and said: "How can the body not hurt like that? He has always been in pain, but... it's not called pain..."

He's always been in pain, but...it's not called pain...

It turned out that he was in pain all the time...

Qin Yue felt that something was strangling his neck tightly.

When the soldering iron was on his face, it turned out that he was in pain...

When the whip hit him, it turned out that he was in pain...

When the long arrow pierced his shoulder, it turned out that he was in pain...

Qin Yue's whole body trembled invisibly: Qin Yue, Qin Yue, why didn't you realize until now that he also feels pain, and he is also afraid of pain, he just... doesn't call it pain... he just doesn't call it pain.

In my memory, the young man jumped off the carriage gracefully, with a mischievous smile on his lips; in my memory, the young man bowed his hands to him and smiled smartly, "King Qin, are you here all right?" '; In my memory, the young man held his long sword upside down, his momentum was like a mountain...

In front of him, the boy lying on the bed was curled up, his hair was soaked in cold sweat and tears, and stuck to his face messily. The boy was trembling all over, and his teeth were chattering...

He said, "...it hurts..."

It turned out that he was in pain all the time, he just... didn't feel pain.

Qin Yue slowly covered his chest, a streak of dark red blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his lips.