Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

"Get out of the way!"

King Jing heard the voice and looked up from a distance.

At the same time, a cold light flashed in Liu Xin's eyes, and the feather arrow suddenly loosened, leaving the string and piercing the air, so fast that only an afterimage remained.

But what he aimed at was not Prince Jing.

It was Duan Yue who was desperately rushing over here.

"Duan Sixteen, die."

In an instant, King Jing's pupils constricted, and long-forgotten scenes flashed through his mind.

"My lord, my subordinates have investigated Duan Shiliu's life experience. He was born with the blood of a medicine man, and his healing speed is extremely fast. This family is only recorded in the secret history of the Beiyi royal family. It is said that they have been raised by the royal family for generations to take blood for health. Spy It is said that this family committed themselves collectively a hundred years ago. It was set free by burning... His subordinates boldly speculated that his biological mother should have a close relationship with the Beiyi royal family..."

"Duan Shiliu's bloodline is doubtful, I don't know if he has other schemes, and now that he is about to seize the throne, the prince should make up his mind to execute him as soon as possible..."

"Duan Yue, they say that you are an undercover agent sent by Beiyi to this king, and a running dog of the Beiyi royal family. Say it yourself, are you?"

"Duan Yue, since you say you are innocent, then go and kill the regent of Beiyi, and this king will believe you."

"Duan Sixteen! How dare you conspire with Shanyu Feiling to poison and assassinate the prince! You have such a vicious heart!"

"My lord is at stake. If you are really loyal, you should risk your life and use your heart and soul as medicine to heal your lord!"

"Duan Yue! What are you still dawdling about!?"

"Duan Yue, you traitor!"

"Duan Chuchu! What are you doing!"

Suddenly, there was a roar in his ear, which suddenly shattered his memory and pulled his soul back to the world.

Prince Jing regained his composure, and felt a dull pain in his right shoulder.

Slightly looking sideways, he saw a feathered arrow sticking into his back, and blood gushed out.

"Who told you to meddle in your own business! Am I dead or disabled, I need you to help me block this arrow! Won't I fucking avoid it myself!?

Duan Yue was hugged in his arms, roaring hysterically, his face was pale, his eyes glistened, he couldn't tell what the anger was.

Prince Jing thought in a daze that this was the first time he saw Duan Yue's eyes at such a close distance.

"Don't cry... Duan Sixteen, don't cry..."

When you cry, I feel a little uncomfortable.

......

It was probably the first time we met since a long time ago.

Duan Chuchu felt that this little dark guard had a pair of extremely clear pupils.

Black and white are distinct, revealing the simplicity of ignorance of the world.

Unlike him, who has been stained with dirt that can no longer be washed off.

He wanted to tie the little dark guard by his side, but he didn't know why.

Maybe it's yearning for the bright warmth, maybe it's wanting to destroy him, maybe it's wanting to drag him down together.

For some unknown reason, I just wanted to get close to him and lock him up.

He thought that there would always be a day when he hated it, but after a long, long time, year after year, the desire and desire in his heart increased day by day.

The uncontrollable emotions have seriously affected his plan.

He thought, if this person died, everything would be back to normal.

He obeyed Zhao Jingyou's plan and gave the little dark guard to death.

When he saw Duan Yue lying in a pool of blood, he was a little startled.

My heart was empty, as if there was nothing.

Mostly I lost my burden, I just feel relaxed and fun.

He thought, then smiled.

For a long time afterwards, he thought so.

Duan Yue is just a gadget he uses to pass his spare time.

He never thought that one day, he would die for such a lowly servant.

......

"Duan Chuchu, Duan Chuchu! Wake up quickly, don't die, what will happen to my mission if you die!"

His cheeks were burning hot.

Prince Jing's eyelashes trembled.

Duan Yue hastily withdrew his hand and rubbed his face which was red by his own slap.

"It's your fate, luckily I still have life extension pills."

Upon hearing these three words, Prince Jing immediately sat up and glanced at his hands hastily.

smaller!

He opened his eyes wide and looked up: "I..."

Duan Yue pinched his small waist, and easily lifted him over his head: "We almost died. Fortunately, your little cousin returned to the court at this time, and brought Song's iron cavalry into the palace non-stop to encircle the assassins. Now they are gone. Withdrew."

Seeing the smile in his eyes, Prince Jing pursed his lips and swallowed back the previous words.

"Are you hurt?"

Speaking of this, Duan Yue was depressed. Originally, he blocked the sword for King Jing, but why did it become King Jing who blocked the arrow for him.

The reward flew away before it arrived.

"You should worry about yourself first. Liuxin's arrow is highly poisonous, and there is only one Life-Extending Pill left. Once the effect of the medicine wears off, you will die."

Prince Jing glanced around.

It was almost dawn, and the palace banquet was in a mess, with corpses and bloodstains everywhere. Emperor Zhongcheng and his courtiers had been safely escorted back to the palace, and only some secret guards and the imperial guards were left to clean up the venue.

"Where's Shan Yu Feiyan?"

Duan Yue glanced at him, and picked him up: "I was thinking about your princess just after waking up? Don't worry, she's with the fifth princess and others, and she's fine."

Prince Jing was thoughtful.

After a while, as if suddenly enlightened, he hastily explained: "I, I am not, worried, the attack is hers..."

"Don't tell me." Duan Yue interrupted him, "I don't care whether you like her or fear her. I don't want to care about your business."

Prince Jing was startled, stretched his head, and turned to look at him.

From the oblique side, only the stern side face of the little dark guard and the slightly red corners of the eyes can be seen. The water vapor in the eyes is moist and hazy, making people feel distressed.

He paused for a while, then touched the end of his eyes with his uninjured left hand.

"Duan Sixteen, don't cry."

Duan Yue paused, as if he heard something funny: "What nonsense are you talking about? Who is crying?"

Prince Jing didn't say anything, but rubbed his forehead against his ear.

Duan Yue frowned, and immediately shrank his neck: "Fuck, don't touch me, you are covered in blood."

He carried Xiao Duan Chuchu on his back and walked towards the dark guard camp.

He ran into Duan Fei, Si Chengxue and others who had just come from the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"sixteen!"

Duan Twelve rushed over: "Are you okay, so much blood, where did you hurt?"

"It's not mine." Duan Yue turned half of his body, revealing the child with half of his head covered on his back, "here, his."

"Huh? Where did you bring the child from? Where is the Fourth Highness? Isn't he with you?"

Duan Yue looked at Duan Chuchu who was hunched over his shoulders.

The child blinked trembling peach blossom eyes, curled himself into a ball, hid in the loose robe, and did not dare to look at other people.

Duan Yue opened his eyes and said nonsense: "The Fourth Highness has gone back. I picked it up. I can't speak, and I don't know which adult brought it in... Well, that's it."

Duan Si said "hehe" twice: "You are lying."

He stepped forward and rubbed the robe on Duan Chuchu's body: "This is what His Highness Fourth is wearing today. His Highness has a cleanliness habit. How could he let a strange child wear his clothes?"

As he spoke, he lifted his robe, raised Duan Chuchu's face and looked left and right.

"And this child looks more and more like the Fourth Highness, who is he?"

Si Chengxue squinted her eyes to watch the play: "Duan Shiliu, what are you hiding?"

Everyone looked at Duan Yue.

Duan Yue had a big head, so he quickly covered Duan Chuchu's head with his clothes, racking his brains to find a way to get out.

Duan Qi who was standing behind everyone suddenly made a sound.

"The true identity of this child is actually the fourth hall..."

Duan Yue raised his eyes suddenly, shook his head desperately, and mouthed silently: "I can't say it! I can't say it!"

Duan Qi and him looked at each other, then paused for a moment: "It's the child of the Fourth Highness..."

Duan Yue almost said in unison with him: "It's my son!"

Everyone: "..."

In the silence, Duan Sichi asked: "So...whose child is it between you?"

Duan Yue: "..."

Zhi Nima, it's outrageous.

He opened his mouth with difficulty: "Mmm...it's me, His Royal Highness and Fourth Highness, um, the common child."

Duan Chuchu exposed half of his head from his shirt, his peach blossom eyes turned slightly, and he glanced sideways at him.

Duan Yue gritted his teeth and warned in a low voice: "Hold back for me, if you dare to make a sound, you will be finished."

Duan Chuchu blinked, then covered her head obediently.

After a while, he poked his head out suddenly, and called out crisply: "Father."

Everyone snorted, covering their faces and laughing.

Si Chengxue looked at Duan Fei with indescribable eyes.

Duan Fei couldn't hold back his face, he clenched his fist to his lips, and coughed lightly: "Don't mess around, how can two men have a baby? Besides, His Royal Highness is still young."

Duan Yue said with a wooden face: "Really, if you don't believe me, go ask Duan Chuchu!"

He said that he was so sure, and everyone didn't believe it anymore, and they all treated him as an ignorant child.

Duan Fei asked: "Who told you that this is your child's?"

"Duan Chuchu."

"He slept with you?"

Duan Yue: "..."

Duan Yue could only say: "I slept with him!"

Duan Si patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Sixteen, you can't give birth to a baby just by lying on the bed overnight. You were deceived by His Royal Highness, and he must have picked up this child to fool you."

Duan Yue turned to look at him: "No, he is my son."

"Why don't you believe it, brother will take you out of the palace to find a few girls in another day, and gain a lot of experience."

Duan Chuchu opened his hand in a milky voice: "Presumptuous, no, take ten... my dad, go to that kind of place!"

Duan Si laughed: "Look, this kid is much smarter than Shiliu, and he knows about flower houses. Shiliu thought there were flower sellers there."

Duan Yue: "..."

His face was a little hot, he wrapped Duan Chuchu in his arms, and said angrily: "You don't believe me! He's injured, I'll take him back to bandage him."

After finishing speaking, run away quickly.

Si Chengxue looked back at his back, and reminded: "Commander Duan, Duan Shiliu probably has an old injury that hasn't healed yet, and he is unconscious."

Although Duan Fei didn't want to admit it, but as far as the current situation is concerned, it is indeed the case.

"I'll take care of the dark guard camp, so I don't need to bother the factory supervisor."

After he finished speaking, he took the people away.

As he walked, he said, "Follow me to count the number of dead, Duan Seven to investigate the identity of the assassin, Duan Four and Duan Twelve, the two of you go to Duan Yue to see where he was injured."

Everyone took orders to disperse.

Seeing this, Si Lin looked at Si Chengxue: "Master, we can't let the hidden guard battalion take the lead, and the humble officer should also investigate the assassin."

"return."

Si Chengxue looked indifferent, "No need, just follow Ben Du."

Seeing him walking towards Funing Palace, Si Lin couldn't help but be puzzled: "Master, what does Guiren Tan have to do with this matter?"

......

Duan Yue closed the door, locked it, picked up the confused child who was sitting on the couch, and slapped him on the face.

"Duan Chuchu, open your eyes and don't sleep."