Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

Duan Yue was kicked and flew out by his commander on the spot. He stripped off his pants in full view, pressed him in the snow, and beat him eighty times.

His butt was blooming, and he couldn't even climb up. He was carried back by his brothers.

Duan Si went to find Duan Twelve to bandage him up.

All the evil spirits in the Dark Guard Battalion, only Duan Twelve is a living immortal.

He was a veterinarian by profession, but there were more dead people than dead dogs around him, so he was forced to switch to a medical profession.

One-hand rejuvenation technique, superb, life and death human flesh and bones, the whole camp is proud.

Duan Yue was tossed over and over like he was pasting sesame seed cakes, three layers on the left and three layers on the right were wrapped into a white steamed bun, the pain was so painful that his lips were bleeding from biting, and the bottom of his eyes were moist.

He is the smallest person in the Dark Guard camp.Young, high spirited.

He has a gloomy and cold-blooded face on weekdays, as if someone owed him 800 taels of silver, calling anyone a waste, with a murderous "death" on his lips.

She was handsome and handsome, and was favored by His Majesty.

That little tail is up to the sky.

It was the first time for everyone to see him deflated, and they all gathered around the couch, pointing in surprise.He also praised his buttocks.

Simply bullying.

Duan Yue buried his head in the quilt sadly, his ears turned red.

Duan Si teased unceremoniously: "You deserve it, who told you to leave your post without authorization."

Duan Yue pursed his lips, his voice was hoarse and green that was unique to the juvenile voice-changing period: "No."

"Nothing? You're an idiot, you can't speak clearly, and you're brazen, calling others trash, I think you are trash."

He went to grab the tips of Duan Yue's ears: "Little trash, are you angry if I scold you?"

It looks like a morning glory, with a mouth just right there.

A handsome face was blank.

Duan Yue slapped the bed board angrily, and raised his head to stare at him angrily: "I didn't, hiss... leave without authorization, oh... duty."

It was so painful that I couldn't even say a word.

He clutched his butt, turned back with tears in his eyes: "Be gentle."

Duan Twelve was cleaning his wound, and said slowly, "Brother."

Duan Yue picked out his ears, pretending not to hear.

Duan Yi sat on the bedside, took out his precious little notebook from his arms, bit his fingertips, the darts were stained with blood, and wrote down one by one:

"November [-]th, Duan [-]th in Xuanwei Hall, neglected his duties, reduced his monthly payment by [-] taels, and canceled his holiday for [-] days."

"In this way...Sixteen, you haven't had a vacation this month, remember to watch the night tomorrow."

Duan Yue's face collapsed.

How can this be!He couldn't move, wouldn't it kill him!

He immediately hugged Duan's thigh, with a solemn expression: "Father, don't be so decisive, the family has something to discuss."

Everyone was strangely silent, looking at each other.

Duan Twelve patted his head: "It's broken, the spanking is on the butt, why is the brain also confused?"

Duan Si asked with concern: "Is it okay? I don't want to sleep with a fool."

Duan Yi was ruthless: "It's useless to pretend to be crazy, it's useless to call your mother, tomorrow you won't see anyone in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and you have no money this month." After saying that, he left.

Duan Yue shed tears of regret.

Blame him for being young and ignorant, mistaking cold-bloodedness for personality, and no one believes in repentance now.

Seeing him crying sadly, everyone left one after another, for fear of being blackmailed.

After a few breaths, only Duan Qiyi was left.

He has a dull temper, has been standing on the periphery, and does not communicate with others.

Now that the person was gone, he came forward, stared at Duan Yue, sat in silence for a long while, and then said coldly: "I will do the task for you."

don't cry.

Duan Yue's eyes filled with tears, his brother is really loyal.

"Actually, I asked the Long Live Lord for leave, and the Lord allowed me to leave."

Duan Yue lay on the couch, sullenly said: "The commander doesn't distinguish between right and wrong, doesn't listen to excuses, and talks about forbidden books, when I read them, it must be framed by Duan Si."

Duan Qi quietly listened to him, but did not answer.

There is no right or wrong in the Dark Guard Camp, only the difference between life and death.

Little Sixteen is too stubborn.

In his previous life, he suffered because of this temper, and in this life, no matter what, he needs to change and stay away from the culprit.

Duan Yue didn't realize it at all, and poured out all the bitterness, and then suddenly remembered that Prince Jing was still in prison, and he was probably about to lose his breath.

He opened his eyes wide: "Seventh brother, I asked you something, do you know any man that Concubine Zhuang Gui has a crush on?"

Duan Qi came back to his senses, his eyebrows sharpened: "Why do you ask this?"