After rebirth, I want to marry the dark guard every day

Rao Yun Zhongyao had made enough preparations in his heart, but he still almost lost his composure the moment he saw Chu Yan.

Fortunately, he was born with an expressionless face, which suppressed his leaked gaffes.

Chu Yan waited for a while, but did not wait for Yun Zhongyao's answer. He felt a little surprised, and couldn't help calling again, "Master?"

After the emotions in his eyes were completely restrained, Yun Zhongyao raised his head slightly, "I don't know."

As indifferent as the rumors, but also as good-looking as the rumors, really like a fairy.

Chu Yan looked at Yun Zhongyan secretly, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"So, excuse me." Chu Yan knew that dealing with such a person should not be forceful, and he should not be too entangled, otherwise it would only cause disgust, so he left immediately.

Yun Zhongyao lowered his eyes slightly, and he saw the calculation in Chu Yan's eyes just now, and he became more convinced of his guess. Chu Yan approached him with malicious intentions.

He didn't think too much, and was about to go to the front hall to wait for Yun Zhongli, but when he turned around, he saw his little hidden guard lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking.

"What's the matter?" Yun Zhongyao was always gentler when he spoke to Yun Mo, but the difference was so subtle that maybe even Yun Zhongyao didn't notice it.

"No, nothing." Yun Mo shook his head.

Yun Zhongyao looked at Yun Mo, his eyes made Yun Mo feel a little guilty, and he looked away.

"Unhappy?" Yun Zhongyao asked.

Yun Mo became even more flustered, and quickly shook his head, "No, no, Your Highness doesn't need to care about his subordinates."

Yun Zhongyao felt that Yun Mo was good everywhere, but he cared too much about the identities of the two of them, they were always clearly distinguished, and he didn't dare to go beyond half a step.

Suddenly, he thought about the matter of Yun Mo helping him breathe at the bottom of the water that day, and he overturned this idea in his mind.

Sometimes it is very bold.

"Just to be honest, I don't like to hesitate."

Yun Mo lowered his head, tugged at the hem of his clothes, and finally raised his head to look at Yun Zhongyao, "Just now that man looked at His Highness with malicious intent...Your Highness, it's better not to have too much contact with him."

After finishing speaking, he felt that what he said was too unruly, so he quickly added, "This is just what this subordinate thinks. It is naturally not the subordinate's turn to intervene with whom His Highness wants to associate with."

Yun Mo felt that no matter how good-tempered Yun Zhongyao was, he should be angry after hearing his words. After all, no master would tolerate a slave interfering in his affairs.

Yun Mo had already bowed his head and was ready to be punished, but suddenly he heard Yun Zhongyao say something lightly.

"Well, the king knows."

He looked up at Yun Zhongyao with a face full of astonishment, and stared at Yun Zhongyao with a pair of eyes, as if doubting his own ears.

Yun Zhongyao looked at Yun Mo's stupid look, and thought to himself, he really deserves to be an idiot.

In a trance, Yun Mo seemed to see the corner of Yun Zhongyao's mouth twitch again, "You will never harm me after all."

Yun Mo wondered why it was still so hot in October, and when he saw the slight curvature of Yun Zhongyao's lips, he felt as if his whole body was about to burn.

He unconsciously touched his hot face.

Could it be that he was going to go crazy?Why is it so hot?My heart is also beating fast.

Yun Zhongyao walked towards the front hall with his legs open, and when he passed Yun Mo, he couldn't help calling out in a low voice, "Idiot."

Yun Zhongyao waited in the front hall for a while before Yun Zhongli came out of Abbot Du Yuan's meditation room and joined Abbot Du Yuan.

"Amitabha, Your Highness the Seventh Highness." Abbot Du Yuan clasped his hands together.

Yun Zhongyao nodded slightly, which was regarded as a greeting.

Afterwards, the accompanying reader beside Yun Zhongli handed over the package Yun Zhongli brought to Abbot Du Yuan, which contained some incense money brought by Yun Zhongli and things from the Buddhist family.

Yun Zhongyao didn't quite understand this.

On the way down the mountain, Yun Zhongli and Yun Zhongyao were chatting one after another, and suddenly, Yun Mo stepped in front of the two of them.

Yun Zhongyao paused, knowing that the time had come for him to wait.

"What's wrong?" Yun Zhongli looked at Yun Mo in surprise, then turned to look at Yun Zhongyao.

"Your Highness, there are people around, and those who come are not friendly." Yun Mo's face was solemn, and his hands were placed on his waist.

When following Yun Zhongyao, he would not carry a long sword, but only a belt sword, which was convenient and powerful.

Yun Zhongyao stood behind Yun Mo, pulling Yun Zhongli along.

At some point, this road was emptied and there was no one there, but suddenly four or five men in black jumped out from the side road, holding long knives.

Without further ado, Yun Mo drew out his own soft sword, and began to wrestle with those men in black.

Yun Zhongyao remembered that in his previous life, Yun Mo's martial arts was also one of the best among the dark guards, but at the moment Yun Mo was not that strong, his two fists were no match for four hands, and he gradually lost the wind.

Yun Zhongyao frowned slightly, he felt a little regretful, in order not to startle the snake, he only brought Yun Mo with him.

He should bring more manpower, if this continues, Yun Mo will inevitably be injured.

"A Huan, take your master away." Yun Zhongyao said.

A Huan is Yun Zhongli's book boy.

"No, how can the elder brother go first?" Yun Zhongli disagreed.

Yun Zhongyao tilted his head, "Neither you nor A Huan know martial arts, these people are obviously here for me, the two of you staying here will only distract Yun Mo."

Yun Zhongli gritted his teeth.

"Don't worry, Yunmo's martial arts are very high, and nothing will happen."

"I'll call someone." Saying that, Yun Zhongli ran down the mountain with A Huan.

These men in black didn't even look at Yun Zhongli, they were still attacking Yun Mo, and two more were going in Yun Zhongyao's direction.

Yun Mo was gradually showing fatigue, and he was a little weak in his follow-up.

"Yun Mo!" Seeing a sword piercing Yun Mo's back, Yun Zhongyao was startled, and subconsciously called out.

Later, his body reacted faster than his brain, and he rushed forward to block the knife with his hand.

The hand was scratched, and the direction of the knife was also deviated, which gave Yun Mo a chance to react.

Yun Mo's soft sword swiped backwards, cutting the man's neck neatly.

"Your Highness!" Yun Mo's mind went blank when he saw Yun Zhongyao's blood-stained sleeve.

Just when those men in black were about to come forward again, suddenly, a figure appeared, landed in front of Yun Zhongyao, and rushed forward to block the men in black.

Looking at Chu Yan's figure, Yun Zhongyao didn't intend to pay attention to him, and looked down at the little guard who tore off a piece of cloth from the hem of his clothes to bandage him.

"It's okay." Yun Zhongyao comforted softly.

The little dark guard's eyes were red, and he slightly raised his head to look at Yun Zhongyao, "Your Highness, why... you have a low life, and it will be nothing if you die. Your body is precious, and there is no reason for a master to block a sword for a slave." ?”

"Who said that?" Yun Zhongyao endured the pain on his arm, and flicked the nonsense little secret guard's forehead, "If you die, this king will be sad."