Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

Xiao Jingyuan was on the verge of madness, his disheveled hair and blood-red eyes were truly frightening, and he roared at people without reason, like an enraged wild beast, opening its bloody mouth, as if it wanted to swallow him alive.

But Jun Ziyou is not a little white rabbit who can be bullied by others. He just learned the evil consequences of his death, so he would never give him an opportunity to step on Xiao Jingyuan's chest and kill him. Kicking a little farther, forcefully opened the distance between the two.

He stood up holding his injured arm, looking for a way out other than the door blocked by Xiao Jingyuan lying in front of him, watching the opponent's every move vigilantly, not intending to leave any chance for the opponent to pursue.

Earlier, he subdued the crazy Si Ye in the Yue Clan's private school, which was spread by the people in the capital like a god, and some even said that he was a celestial being, King Kong was reincarnated, and he could kill a strong bull with one punch. Of course Xiao Jingyuan didn't believe such nonsense. , but also had to be careful about this young man who looked weak but concealed amazing explosive power, and tried his best to avoid confronting him head-on.

No matter how powerful a person is, there will be a fatal weakness that flesh and blood cannot resist. Jun Ziyou and Xiao Jingyuan faced each other, and moved to the window without a trace, trying to avoid the battle by dodging. Seeing that the other party was indifferent, he subconsciously stepped on the window and pushed Immediately realized that something was wrong.

——No, Xiao Jingyuan knew that there was no way to escape. At this time, even if he risked his life, he would fight for the last chance of survival. It is unlikely that he would remain indifferent, unless...

No, it's a trap!

Jun Ziyou's reaction was really fast, but unfortunately he was still a step too late, too late to stop his body's instinctive reaction, the extra-extended Xuan Chuang bounced back immediately after receiving the force, and the wooden edge hit his forehead hard, bleeding immediately.

His eyes went dark, he was dizzy and nearly fell, and before he opened his eyes, he smelled a strange and pungent smell.

This is……

As the cold liquid poured down his head, he instantly felt a strange greasy feeling permeate his body along the neckline, and the strong smell of smoke and fire made his nose sick.

Falling into the trap, he subconsciously counterattacked, wiped his irritated eyes with his cuff, and clenched his fists to hit Xiao Jingyuan.

He squinted his red right eye and was about to fight back, but he saw the lighted candle in the opponent's hand through his fingers, and was forced to stop halfway, not daring to take a half step closer.

Drenched all over his body with lamp oil, as long as he touches a little spark, he will be burned to the bone. He will die with Xiao Jingyuan alone, and he will earn no compensation, but once his death causes innocent people to suffer, what a crime it will be.

What's more, he has someone he cares about in his heart, and he still has a good rest of his life to enjoy, so how can he be willing to sacrifice Xiao Jingyuan like this?

"Come on, Junziyou, why don't you dare?" Xiao Jingyuan wiped the blood on his chin with the back of his hand, the cracked corners of his mouth in the chaotic fight made his unsymmetrical left and right faces look extraordinarily frightening.

He tensed his arms, moved the candle in front of him, and pressed forward step by step. Seeing Jun Ziyou slowly spread his hands and making a gesture of surrender towards him, he was even more ecstatic, with strange twitches dancing in his wide-eyed eyes. look.

"Come on! You keep fighting, I want to see if you, a crane with broken wings, can be reborn from the ashes!!"

It was unreasonable for the old thief to go crazy, not afraid that he would be burned by the fire if he was also splashed with oil on his body, so he rushed towards Junziyou, all he wanted was to kill him.

Jun Ziyou, who was eager to save his life, refused to let him succeed, rolled to the side, barely dodging his attack, Xiao Jingyuan stepped on the oily bluestone slab, slipped on the sole of his foot, became unstable for a moment, lost his hand and lost the candlestick.

The moment the candle flame touched the kerosene, sparks exploded, and the heat rushed to the face in an instant, engulfing the entire palace in a sea of ​​flames.

Junziyou suffered from broken bones and it was difficult to support him to keep his balance, so he gritted his teeth and turned around, trying to get up, but before his body had time to exert strength, Xiao Jingyuan had already rushed in front of him, stepped on his chest, and Immobilize him.

The force was about to crush his ribs, Junzi You felt the pain, let out a low moan, clasped the opponent's ankles tightly with both hands, trying to fight for a living space for himself, but once this kind of fighting posture with huge difference in height was formed, It would be difficult to reverse the situation and counterattack on it, and he is only a patient whose injuries have not recovered.

"You...what good will this do to you? If you don't fight trapped beasts, they will just drive you out of power and install your son as the new emperor. At least you don't have to die. Why do you have to die together... "

"Shut up! Don't try to deceive me with sweet words, I don't believe you, I don't believe you!!"

"Uncle Huang, after all, I'm also your nephew and daughter-in-law. It's not too much to call you 'Uncle Huang', right? Please do me a favor, old man, let's stop the war first, for King Jin's sake..."

Dazed by anger, Xiao Jingyuan retracted his legs and rushed forward, pressing heavily on Jun Ziyou, almost forcing him to bleed.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Jingyuan put his hands on his neck again, forcing him to stop. This time, he really wanted to kill him, choking his Adam's apple, all his moves were aimed at taking his life.

Few people can maintain their sanity under such life-threatening pain. Junziyou is also an ordinary person, even a wounded patient with lower combat effectiveness than ordinary people. He was the only one who was carried out here.

In a panic, he slapped his hands around the range around him, looking for an opportunity to fight back. A sudden burning pain made him realize that this was an opportunity, so he didn't care too much. He copied the thing and pointed it at Xiao Jingyuan's head. hit the past.

Being hit on the head impartially by the gold-plated candlestick, everyone was confused for a while, not to mention that Xiao Jingyuan was in extreme excitement, and he never expected that Junziyou could fight back, and forced himself to fight back without any precautions. It was a little hard for Shengsheng to be hit by him, his eyes blurred, Junziyou rolled over from him, rolled on the spot, and rode on him to win back.

Junziyou is very clear that there is no real protective measure for this situation that may be reversed at any time. He must make a quick decision. The longer it is delayed, the more variables will become. If you don't want to die in the fire with the desperate emperor, Must be ruthless, hit in place.

Just when he swung the candlestick and was about to hit Xiao Jingyuan again on the head and send him to Meng Zhou Gong, he suddenly saw a bulge protruding from the neck of the other party's swollen neck, and it moved slowly under the skin. He went down the sternum and then crawled up his neck and even his face.

It's Gu worms! !

When Jun Ziyou suddenly realized this, Xiao Jingyuan, who was being pressed under him, gradually came back to his senses, and began to feel restless. He picked up the candlestick and hit the guy on the head again, not to kill him, but enough to make him He was drowsy for a while, more or less controlled his next resistance.

Junziyou suddenly remembered that this guy had just admitted that the Miaojiang witch had tricked him into getting this false love. This kind of weird parasitic worm will not die with the death of its owner, as long as the host They can continue to live if they can continue to provide nutrients.

In a sense, Xiao Jingyuan is also a threat that may endanger others, he can't let him just walk out of this door!

"Uncle Huang, Uncle Huang, why don't you worry about your age!"

Junziyou quickly took measures. He pulled out a piece of red-hot iron in the sea of ​​fire, wrapped his hand with a bandage and put it on one end, caught the moment when the Gu worm crawled to Xiao Jingyuan's forehead, squeezed the flesh and pressed the iron down.

Immediately, a burst of hot white smoke rose, accompanied by the smell of burnt flesh, and Xiao Jingyuan's miserable wailing.

The emperor who was aroused by the pain became more and more restless, struggling to resist Jun Ziyou's suppression, but the man had no time to take care of these things, he was eager to use his teeth to get out the thin blade he had hidden in his nails, cut through Xiao Jingyuan's burn wound, and endured it With the pain of fists and feet falling on his body, he gritted his teeth and picked out a scalded Gu worm corpse from the opponent's wound.

The insect corpse exuded an unpleasant stench, he threw the filth into the fire, and soon there was a "crackling" sound, the poison that had ravaged the emperor for many years was finally punished.

Jun Ziyou finally heaved a sigh of relief, and finally came back to his senses. He was confused by the sudden subdued resistance under him, and was wondering if it was the death of a Gu worm. Xiao Jingyuan, who was controlled by his mind, finally regained his kind nature as a human being. , I felt my stomach tighten.

He touched it subconsciously, only to touch a warm and sharp foreign object, and immediately his hands were soaked in scalding liquid.

...he smelled blood.

People usually do not feel pain when they are in a hurry. This point has been repeatedly proved by Junziyou, but the limit of the body will not be raised because of the inability to feel pain. The hopeless feeling of helplessness and powerlessness comes from the inside out Diverging to the limbs and bones, he was stunned for a moment, and then he fell to the ground.

It shouldn't be...at least not.

When the candle melted, the sharp end of the candlestick was enough to become a murder weapon. He gritted his teeth and pulled out the sharp instrument pierced in his stomach. He couldn't help but move his trembling hands to his eyes, his eyes were full of blood.

Xiao Jingyuan, whose head was covered in blood, grinned grimly. Seeing Jun Ziyou struggling to sit up, he kicked him to the ground again. This time, the man really lost his strength. Move again.

"You want to harm me...but I won't let you succeed! Junziyou, let's not go out, let's die, let's die together!!"

Junziyou endured the pain and opened his eyes, and saw the raging flames behind Xiao Jingyuan burning the algae well of the main hall. The ignited wooden beams had been charred and could no longer support the weight of the dome. He subconsciously pressed the wound and got up, kicking Kicking away the candlestick that Xiao Jingyuan threw at his head, pulling the opponent's collar, with the last of his strength, he threw him to the other side of the hall that was not yet affected by the fire.

The half of the palace that had been destroyed by the fire collapsed, and before Jun Ziyou could escape, he was buried in the crushed soil.

The scorching waves hit people, ashes scattered, and Xiao Jingyuan, who was burned by the flames, finally woke up through the pain, looked at the mess everywhere, tilted his head and smirked: "Hahaha, dead, dead... I should die too, damn it It's..."

While muttering this, he picked up the blood-stained candlestick that had fallen to the ground, held the bottom handle with both hands, and tremblingly pressed against his heart.

As long as it hurts...just a little bit of pain, and he can be relieved.

Xiao Jingyuan closed his eyes, the blood vessels in both hands holding the murder weapon burst out, and life and death were instant.

At the critical moment when he was about to stab the murder weapon into his chest, the sudden chill overwhelmed the blazing heat wave. Before he could take a look, the murder weapon in his hand was kicked away, and then someone lifted the collar, Dragging him up like a dead dog, he asked in a slightly hoarse voice: "Where is he!"

Xiao Jingyuan covered the wound on his head and smiled foolishly, "Dead, dead..."

Unexpectedly, the other party actually strangled his neck, regardless of the difference in status between the two, pushed him down to the edge of the sea of ​​fire in a few steps, picked up the candlestick that almost killed him just now, and stabbed directly at his forehead .

At a desperate moment, the sharp weapon hovered in front of Xiao Jingyuan, and he could almost feel the slight sting caused by the fine wounds the sharp thorns scratched on his skin. As long as he penetrated another half an inch, he could become the dead soul of the opponent's subordinates. But the murder weapon has not fallen for a long time.

The scorching light of the fire was reflected in the abyss of Xiao Beicheng's eyes, who was holding the tyrant tightly, and at that moment, his eyes seemed to be red with the light of blood.

Xiao Jingyuan heard him say: "Give me back my Ziyou."

The author has something to say: The soul questioned: Who will the prince help when the emperor's uncle and his daughter-in-law fight?

The prince complained about why he always sent propositions and kicked over the dog food in front of the author.

Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~