Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

As the sound of the strings approached, the men in black, who realized that the situation was not good, retreated one after another, flashing a way to let the uninvited guest walk into the middle of the crowd.

At this time, the light was dim, and his appearance was still unclear, but this figure, this posture, was clearly someone Xiao Beicheng was very familiar with.

"Ziyou? You're not..."

The people who came to help out were indeed gentlemen, their long hair was not tied up, their robes were in a mess, and the thin shirt was loosely hung on their shoulders, almost showing half of their arms.It looked like he woke up from a dream. Hearing that King Jin was in trouble, he ran here without hesitation. He even forgot to wear his shoes. Something, rather than helping, it's more like a hindrance.

Seeing his virtuous behavior, Xiao Beicheng felt helpless, "Every one of them is not worrying..." Turning around, he pulled Jiang Yanqing over, pointed at the man and questioned: "Why did you bring him here! He If something goes wrong, you don't even want to live!"

Jiang Yanqing was submissive, only holding the incense burner, and brought the half-burned incense to Xiao Beicheng, and showed him.

This probably means that Jun Ziyou is still awake for only this little time, if he doesn't hurry up, he will fall asleep again.

Xiao Beicheng was still thinking about whether he should get rid of this troublesome guy first before fighting with others, but he heard a commotion behind him.

This group of men in black who didn't know how to live or die rushed towards the gentleman who seemed to be the best to deal with. Those who raised their swords raised their swords, and those who drew their swords drew their swords.

"Ziyou!"

He instinctively wanted to save someone, but just as he turned around, he was pulled back by Jiang Yanqing, who was uncharacteristically shaking his head seriously.

Stopping for a moment gave Junziyou a chance to make a move. I saw him holding a longbow in his arms and hooking the string with his right hand. After the string was tightened, the sound of the string was piercing and sharp, which would penetrate the eardrum and disturb people's mind. extreme noise.

Xiao Beicheng's luck was about to attack, but after listening to this terrifying string, he felt his meridians reversed, his blood qi flowed backwards, it was difficult to adjust his internal breath for a while, and he was forced out of internal injuries, he vomited a mouthful of blood, his eyes turned dark, his feet were unstable and he almost fell to the ground fell to the ground.

Jiang Yan quickly supported him with Qingyan, covering his ears with one hand, and said in a regretful tone, "So, sir, the method of hurting people is one enemy, one enemy, one enemy and one friend, you will not only be unable to help, but will also hurt you." Myself, the gain outweighs the loss."

"You, you already knew..."

"I know, I know, but it's a bit troublesome to explain, it's better to let you try it yourself."

"..."

... This pair of living treasures came here just to piss him off!

Seeing that Xiao Beicheng was fine, Jiang Yanqing simply let go, took off his coat and went in front of Butler Liu, covering the man's slightly trembling body, stroking the wound on his forehead with warm hands, and said softly: " You have suffered, so leave the rest to us."

His words warmed Steward Liu's heart, but he couldn't help but wonder, in his position, what kind of capacity did he use to say these words?

Doctor Jiang, who is so sacred?

However, the situation did not give them room to ponder. Although there is a magic sound that disturbs people's minds, it is not the ability to fight with real swords and guns. Moreover, there are so many opponents, Jun Ziyou will be taken advantage of if he is not careful. .

In order to protect himself, he suppressed his dizziness and took out several long arrows from the quiver fixed on the saddle. Being in the right position depends entirely on touch and fate, which inevitably makes people nervous to follow him.

However, despite his sickly appearance, the strength when he drew the bowstring to the full was not small. With a tight and crisp sound, three arrows left the string at the same time and shot at the first person who ran towards him. Several people, followed by screams and the muffled sound of heavy objects falling, actually made this blind cat meet a dead mouse.

After eating so much, the second leader was dissatisfied and yelled at his subordinates: "You can't even beat a living dead, you bunch of trash!!"

Seeing someone roaring and rushing towards him again, the gentleman You Lai Lai made a fake cry, leaning forward and back to avoid the attacks of others, knowing that there was no way to escape, so he could only hide beside Xiao Beicheng.

"In just a few days, you have given me so many surprises, Junziyou, you are so amazing."

"We... that, this."

"You can't speak yet, you are going to kill me in a hurry."

Gentleman You's tongue is not very good at first, and he can't understand the words when he is in a hurry. After he finished a sentence, he saw the man in black jumping up and slashing at them with a knife.

Jun Ziyou was so frightened that the hairs all over his body stood on end, he had no time to think, kicked Xiao Beicheng away with a flying kick, and threw himself aside, thus avoiding the danger of being cut in two.

Thinking of what the man said just now, he was even more furious, and for some reason he blurted out: "Don't force me, can you, young master, I really want to talk too! I've been held back for a month, not only talking, but even taking a breath. It's all hard work, do you know how the young master came here! You prince who doesn't know the sufferings of the world, if you still have a conscience, save the lives of the two of us quickly, if you don't do it, you will really die. You see, you see ! That one is coming to chop me up! Help—”

It can be heard that he was really suffocated, he was so frightened by the blow just now, he sat down on the ground and did not move.

Xiao Beicheng sighed, held the cigarette stick in his hand, and shot the black-clothed man who was rushing towards him on the head, with a clear and loud bang, knocking him unconscious.

He picked up the gentleman who was like a dead dog, and the anger in his heart rushed straight to the seven orifices, but when the man was close to his ear, he heard a very soft voice: "Qing Jue... Although there is a lot of nonsense, I am the last... What I want to say is that I still miss you..."

In an instant, he froze on the spot, unable to take another half step.

Seeing the difficulty of attacking alone, the group of men in black thought that if they swarmed up, they would always catch the mistakes. After meeting each other's eyes, they shouted "Kill!" at the same time to embolden each other.

In fact, this really has the aura of bluffing, and it really looks like that.Suffering from not having a weapon at hand, Xiao Beicheng had no choice but to drag the half-dead Junzi around, barely avoiding the opponent's siege again and again.

After coming down a few times, a lot of physical strength was exhausted, and in the end I still couldn't beat it.

Seeing that the incense was about to burn out, Jiang Yanqing yawned, stretched unhurriedly, and then said to the gentleman who had turned pale with fright: "Pull it out quickly, take it out!"

Being reminded by him, Jun Ziyou suddenly remembered that there was another magic weapon to win, and quickly grabbed Xiao Beicheng's hand, making the man stop running for his life.

When the latter turned around, he saw his hands strangled by the bow string and covered with fine marks, and was speechless for a moment.

The gentleman swallowed his saliva, turned his head and looked at the person, his eyes were full of affection.

He said: "My lord, my life is in your hands."

After finishing speaking, he stretched his hands to his waist at the same time, and unbuttoned his belt.

Xiao Beicheng was stunned for a moment, Jiang Yanqing was so angry that he almost lost his breath, stomped his feet and shouted: "I didn't ask you to smoke this! It was that, that!!"

Jun Ziyou was stunned, only after hearing this did he realize what he had done, and smiled apologetically at the blue-faced Xiao Beicheng.

"This... I'm used to it. I want to take off my pants when I see the prince. I'm reckless."

Without waiting for the opponent to get angry, he picked up the longbow that had been left on the ground in a panic, and lightly touched the lower edge of the bow. After the mechanism was pulled, there was a pleasant crisp sound, and then a sword hilt popped out from the side of the bow head.

Xiao Beicheng was stunned when he saw it. When he was in a daze, Jiang Yanqing rested his chin with his hands and counted down boredly: "Three...two..."

When the word "one" came out, Jun Ziyou's eyes widened like an electric shock, then his body stiffened, and he fell straight into Xiao Beicheng's arms.

The man held him in one hand, and held the hilt of the sword in the other, and pulled the sword out of the bow.

Seeing a flash of coldness in front of his eyes, the man in black, who was about to sneak up on him from behind, knelt down defenselessly, and after a moment of stalemate, he fell to the ground and never got up again.

Holding the short sword, Xiao Beicheng slowly pointed at the group of rats who were too frightened to walk after seeing the blood.

At this time, Shen Ci, who had been missing for most of the day, also rushed back, carrying on his shoulder a man who had been beaten by him with a bleeding nose and lost a door card. The boatman that Xiao Beicheng confronted, seeing that the situation was not good, slipped away like a rabbit, but was caught back unexpectedly.

With the help of one of the best masters in the capital, it is obvious that they are not opponents, and it is not easy to take a small life. If something happens to King Jin, maybe his relatives will also be implicated.

The few men in black who wanted to survive obediently were arrested, and the others who were about to run away were also caught and tied to a tree one by one, waiting for the guards of the palace to take them back to Jiangling for disposal.

When the reinforcements arrived, the morning drum had already struck three times.

Jiang Yanqing helped Butler Liu bandage the wound before he came to see Junziyou's condition. He thought that he was alive and kicking just now, and there must be nothing serious. When he got closer, he found that his left leg was soaked in blood from the knee down. Even Xiao Beicheng They were all hanged, and ignored the blood oozing from a stab wound on his left arm, and were only busy tearing off the cloth strips to stop the bleeding from the wound on the man's leg.

"My lord, leave it to me."

Xiao Beicheng's hands were stained with blood, greasy, and he couldn't use his strength. It was obvious that he had bandaged to the end, and he was just about to tie a knot to end this heavy-loss battle. Not good for that remaining knot.

This feeling of powerlessness is like...Three years ago, he held Jun Ziyou in his arms, calling that man's name again and again, but he could no longer see the scene when he opened his eyes.

Helplessness, fear, despair.

Between the flickering lights and shadows, he doesn't know which one is a dream and which one is reality...

Jiang Yanqing's words were like a fuse, igniting his pain, unwillingness, anger, and sadness for the past three years.

All the negative emotions flooded into my heart, crushing this man who had recovered from his mistakes.

He grabbed Jiang Yanqing's collar, and the violent action caused the wound to tear again, and the blood soaked his clothes, but he didn't care.

"Why, tell me, why!"

"My lord..."

"Forcibly took him away from me three years ago, and then came back three years later as if nothing had happened, what did he do to me!!"

Jiang Yanqing was speechless, Xiao Beicheng was extremely angry, clasped his hands to the ground, and was on the verge of collapse.

He didn't know whether he should cry or laugh, be hysterical, or let it go lightly. The pain and torture he had endured these years seemed to be a joke, and he was the only one kept in the dark, living an absurd and ridiculous life.

When he was helpless, someone held his hand and pulled his cuff, making him turn his head, and a kiss came on his face.

Cool, soft, slightly bloody.

Jun Ziyou closed his eyes, pressed his forehead against his nose, and the breath he exhaled was also familiar.

Speechless.

Xiao Beicheng didn't respond at first, as if he was testing whether all this was real or illusory.

After that person bit his lip lightly and felt the pain that could wake him up, he finally hugged the person in front of him and kissed deeply the person who made him suffer so much but couldn't bear the resentment.

"Ziyou... sorry." He said. "It's because I didn't take good care of you that I forced you to go this way... Actually, I understand better than anyone else that I didn't protect you because I was incompetent... It's just that I dare not face reality, dare not face this I don't dare to face myself who owes you..."

Jun Ziyou raised his eyes, wiped away the tears on the man's face with his blood-stained hands, wiped the blood on the man's face, and laughed viciously again.

He hugged Xiao Beicheng, forced the man into his arms, pressed against his flat chest, and rubbed the man's head like an old woman.

"Okay, don't cry, don't cry, the matter is over, don't mention it again, I don't blame you, and I don't hold grudges against you, really, I have forgiven you."

Xiao Beicheng nodded after listening to his consolation, suddenly felt something was wrong with his words, he pushed Junziyou away abruptly, squinted his eyes and asked back: "Is this the way it is?"

The man said desperately, "Otherwise."

"You don't blame me or hate me?"

"Don't thank me too much, I'm a good person."

"You have forgiven me?"

"Hey, which one of us is with whom, treat me better in the future, and forget it..."

Jun Ziyou only felt a pain in his jaw, then his eyes turned black, and he lay down on the ground, his nose became hot, and he tasted blood in his mouth.

This person... This old bastard not only didn't appreciate it, but actually punched him? !

Junziyou got up dissatisfied, and wanted to catch up to someone to reason with, but unfortunately his injured leg slowed down his actions, and the pain caused his face to turn pale.

The phantom came and went quickly, and disappeared in an instant.

When Junziyou looked back, there was only a dead silence in the forest.

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