Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

The sky was full of flames, engulfing the entire Shanhai County in just half a day, the long street was ablaze, and there were ruins and charred corpses everywhere.

Prince Jing avoided the flying sparks and turned back to the city gate.

A black shadow jumped down from the roof and quickly caught up with him.

"Master, this way! This road is impassable, it's full of fire!"

Prince Jing followed behind him: "Where is Shanyu Zichen?"

Gale: "Master, don't worry, Falcon is following him. The remaining [-] cavalry have rushed to the city to stand by!"

"Very good." Prince Jing's peach-blossom eyes flashed coldly, "Immediately dispatch troops and kill without pardon!"

......

The knife in Jing Hong's hand was chopped off four or five times.

There were continuous explosions in the ear, and raging flames were everywhere in sight.

In the moat, the only place that can save lives, someone has poisoned it with the love flower. When it encounters a fire, a large amount of poisonous gas will be evaporated, and tens of thousands of people will be suffocated to death.

The frightening Song cavalry also took the opportunity to sneak into the army and start killing.

Jing Hong could no longer tell who was the enemy, he just swung the handle of the knife mechanically, numbly cutting away all obstacles in front of him.

Four or five mortal wounds had been cut on his body, and blood gushed out profusely.

But he didn't dare to stop, because he wanted to protect the people behind him.

"Your Highness, the last general, I'm afraid it won't work..."

Jing Hong desperately escaped from the siege, and sent him to a cellar, holding the door firmly to prevent the people behind him from rushing in.

"Hurry up, run away..."

Shan Yu Zichen raised his head and looked at him indifferently: "General Jing, you don't need to save Gu. With your ability, it is not difficult to escape."

"Your Highness, what stupid words are you talking about..." Jing Hong smiled helplessly.

He wanted to say something, but when he touched Shan Yu Zichen's cold and unfeeling eyes, his lips moved, and he couldn't help sighing, and gave up.

In the end, he only said: "You are the master, how can the general leave you alone."

He glanced back.

"The pursuers are coming soon, and the general must lure them away. You should go in and hide first. The fire should not spread here, and you will come out after the fire is extinguished."

As he spoke, he handed him his dry food and water bag, knelt down and clacked his head. "Your Highness, I am grateful for your help and support in the end. I hope to serve you again in the next life."

After saying that, he closed the entrance to the cellar, picked up his sword and rushed out.

The sound of dripping ice and water resounded in the silent cellar.

Shan Yu Zichen stood for a while, then turned and walked inside.

He couldn't remember when he saved Jing Hong's life.

At the beginning, I just thought that this person was a useful material.

Unexpectedly, it was not a climate.

......

Jing Hong only hated himself for being incompetent.

As long as he is more cautious, such a thing will never happen.

The 30 troops that His Highness the Crown Prince took so hard to subdue were buried in the sea of ​​flames by him.He is a sinner of Beiyi, and he is ashamed of trusting the prince!

"Kill me, I won't tell you a word."

Falcon put the knife on his neck: "General Jing, you are an important prisoner, and it may not be that simple to seek death."

Jing Hong frowned, broke free from the chain suddenly, rushed forward and snatched a long knife.

The surrounding soldiers were startled, thinking that he was going to resist, and wanted to kill him immediately.

Falcon yelled: "Stop!"

At the critical moment, a gust of wind burst out from mid-air, and a handful of stones were thrown out, opening up the soldiers who were fighting around.

"Who!?"

Gale slowly landed on the ground, stepped out of the way, and said calmly: "Get out of the way, Your Highness is coming."

The soldiers were shocked, and they all knelt down.

"See Your Highness Fourth!"

King Jing walked through the ruins and stood in front of Jing Hong.

"General Jing, please stay safe."

Jing Hong clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and stared at him: "Duan Chuchu! You bastard, how dare you plot against me! Who is your internal response? Tan Mochuan?"

"If you die, his Qin family will die as well. Tan Mochuan is not that stupid."

Prince Jing's peach blossom eyes were cold, and he looked down at him without the slightest emotion:

"General Jing, I also give you two choices. One, beg for mercy and surrender to my Song Clan cavalry, and let you live. Two, let His Highness chop off your head and hang it on the city wall to be ridiculed by the people of the world."

He returned to him exactly what Jing Hong said not long ago, but he didn't smile at all, and his tone was much colder and more sinister than Jing Hong's.

"General, which one do you choose?"

......

"Duan Yue, Duan Yue...it hurts so much, help me..."

"Chuchu...Duan Chuchu! Grab my hand, hurry up!"

Duan Yue yelled loudly and suddenly woke up from the nightmare.

He dreamed that King Jing had fallen off a cliff, leaving no bones, and his death was horrific.

"Little Sixteen, you still said that you don't like Fourth Highness, but you kept chanting his name all the way." Duan Jiu leaned on the bedpost with his arms crossed, and winked at him. "Tell me, what is the relationship between you?"

Duan Yue was startled: "Where is Your Highness?"

Duan Jiu was about to speak, when suddenly Duan Fei glanced over: "Don't talk too much."

Duan Jiu shrugged, closed his mouth consciously, and floated outside the door to be vigilant.

Duan Yue was still in shock, and after looking around, he found himself lying on the couch, surrounded by people in the living room.

Zhang Xuan, Duan Fei, the First Prince, Lin Huan, and Prince Jing's hidden guards.

"Commander..."

He called out, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, and couldn't help but groaned while clutching his chest, "What's wrong with me?"

Zhang Xuan took the pulse for him, and then sighed: "Young friend's old injury has recurred, and his qi and blood are disordered. It's better to use less internal energy. I have never seen anyone suffer so many injuries. My little friend really doesn't love himself. "

Duan Yue didn't care at all: "It's okay, it will be healed in two days." Then he said: "Where is the general, how is the injury?"

Zhang Xuan smiled: "Thanks to the wound medicine given by the little friend, you see, it is already very good."

"General auspicious people have their own appearance." Duan Yue chatted with him for a few words.

Immediately, he greeted Prince Lin Huan and others.

Duan Yunjue saw that he was fine, so he got up to leave.

"Duan Sixteen, Chu Chu has his own way of doing things. Since he wants to stay inside, he must have his reasons. Since you are his secret guard, you should obey his orders."

Duan Yue didn't speak.

Lin Huan smiled: "Master Duan, the fire in Shanhai County is still on fire, and people still need to guard it, so let's take our leave first."

Soon, people left one after another, leaving only the beauty in red sitting in front of the window writing a letter.

Duan Yue hesitated: "Commander..."

Duan Fei's pen tip kept on saying, "If you want to save His Highness the Fourth Highness, you should die as soon as possible, and I won't let you go back."

Duan Yue panicked: "Duan Chuchu is so weak, and he doesn't know martial arts, how can he survive alone in the sea of ​​fire!"

Duan Fei sighed: "Sixteen, you are too nervous. His Royal Highness is not as fragile as you think, besides, he has many hidden guards around him, so it doesn't matter if you are missing."

"But......"

"Duan Sixteen, you are a secret guard, never give your heart over, understand."

Duan Yue was silent and glanced at his palm.

In the dream, the feeling of Prince Jing's hand falling from his palm was so real and clear, even now, the feeling of panic and tearing still remains in his heart, making his mood fluctuate.

"Calm down for a while, leave the matter of the Fourth Highness to the First Highness, and I will make the medicine."

Duan Fei walked out the door, ran into Duan Jiu head-on, and paused: "How's your injury? You might as well turn on the furnace. I'll boil your medicine too."

When he set up an ambush beside Tan Mochuan, he didn't reveal his whereabouts very much. It was Duan Jiu who carried him once and let him escape.Later, Duan Jiu was caught by Tan Mochuan, locked in prison and tortured for two days, with many new injuries on his body.

In the past, Duan Fei was always the one who took risks to protect.

This was the first time that he was protected by his hidden guards.

This feeling is extremely weird, I don't know how to express it, it always makes him feel a little strange when facing Duan Jiu, and he can't treat him with the same parental attitude towards Shiliu.

"Respect is worse than obedience, so thank you Commander." Duan Jiu smiled foolishly, and handed over the medicine bag.

Duan Fei took it, thought for a while, and then said: "Be careful, don't let Shiliu escape."

Duan Jiu had no objection, and responded with a smile: "Don't worry, Commander."

Duan Fei felt that he was too obedient today.

As usual, it would be more sarcasm to fit his style.

After a moment of silence: "Don't you think I'm too forceful?"

Duan Jiu couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud: "So you are clear in your heart. You have already given your heart to yourself, and you are still here asking Shiliu not to do that. Commander, you are not being forced to be difficult, you are being willful and reckless. Do you understand?"

Duan Fei glanced at him.

Duan Jiu quickly raised his hands to express his surrender: "Look, I knew you must be unhappy so I shut up, and you insisted on mentioning it."

Duan Fei lowered his eyes, pursed his lower lip, turned and left without saying anything.

Duan Jiu sat on the steps, stared at his back for a long time with his chin resting.

"The Commander is so beautiful, are you excited? Do you regret not staying in the palace? What a pity..." Suddenly, faint sighs came from my ears.

Duan Jiu jumped up all of a sudden, goosebumps all over his body.

"Duan Sixteen! How many times have I told you not to get too close to me! I have anthropophobia!"

"Hey, why didn't you say that when you met the commander?"

"I never touched him!"

Duan Yue said "Oh" indifferently, and sat beside him.

Duan Jiu squatted half ass away from him, and squinted at him: "I promised the commander that I won't let you go, don't try to make any small plans."

Duan Yue rubbed his head irritably: "You said why Duan Chuchu insisted on staying inside, anyway, the city was bombed, so why is he worried?"

Duan Jiu blinked and moved closer: "I heard that when Tan Mochuan and the others were discussing with the commander, they seemed to mention the matter of practicing sword at night. I remember, didn't you hold that sword in your hand before?"

"It was left by my mother." Duan Yue frowned, "but at the beginning... when the Fourth Highness went to Jinyiwei, I gave it to Lin Tong, the commander of Jinyiwei, as a meeting gift. Qin Mochuan wanted that sword?"

Duan Jiu slapped him on the head.

"How is it possible? Are you stupid? Who is Tan Mochuan? As for the sword to provoke chaos, it must be for the master behind the sword. Since you are here, they are talking about your mother."

Duan Jiu stroked his chin: "Speaking of which, who are your parents? It's been so long, and I haven't heard you mention it."