Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

The little eunuch took off his round cap, and wiped off the powder, daisy and rouge on his face with a silk handkerchief.

A handsome and sinister face appeared under the clear moonlight.

Duan Jiu bent his lips, with a slight smile in his eyes: "It's hard work, father-in-law, and the slave has no choice. Now the whole palace is guarded by the second highness, and I can only ask you for help."

"Hey, Commander Duan is kind to the miscellaneous family, but if the leadership is difficult, the miscellaneous family will die." Wang Lin sighed and led him into the inner hall.

"Commander Duan is inside, so the slave will not bother you, please finish speaking as soon as possible."

Duan Jiu nodded, carried the food box, and walked into the inner hall with long legs.

The inside of the hall is damp and covered by curtains, and is opaque, filled with a strong bitter medicinal smell, which makes people think of the withered and gloomy dead air for no reason.

Has Duan Fei been locked up in this kind of place these days...

Duan Jiu frowned lightly, lifted the heavy green curtain, turned around the dragon and phoenix screen, and walked around to the bedroom.

A pool of dark red blood came into view.

The pale young man was dressed in a thin scarlet shirt, with his eyes closed, lying in a pool of blood without knowing his life or death, like a blooming twilight flower.

And Emperor Zhongcheng was grinning ferociously, covering his body eagerly, tearing his clothes with his only good hand, and letting out a vague and disgusting heavy panting sound from his mouth.

Duan Jiu's pupils shrank slightly.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, but at this moment he was so angry that a violent and crazy killing intent surged from the bottom of his heart.

"Dog Emperor! Go away!"

Duan Jiu stepped forward quickly, and kicked Emperor Zhong Cheng away with one kick. Seeing Duan Fei lying in front of him like a dead person without a sound, his heart almost stopped beating.

"Commander..."

Duan Jiu's voice carried a bit of fear and trembling that he didn't know, he knelt down and carefully helped him up: "You, what's wrong with you?"

Duan Fei still had a faint consciousness, his phoenix eyes were half-opened, but he mistook him for Duan Yue.

"It's sixteen, are you here..."

Duan Jiu paused, wiped off the blood hanging from his slender eyelashes with his fingertips, and said softly, "Commander, it's your subordinate."

Duan Fei's phoenix eyes looked at him absent-mindedly, and after a while, the light regained a little bit, and he saw the person in front of him clearly. "Duan Jiu."

He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and the strength of his strong support was also relieved, and his body softened: "Why are you..."

Duan Jiu caught his sliding body, and coldly glanced at Emperor Zhong Cheng who was furiously struggling not far away, a bit of cold killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"This subordinate just came back from the outskirts of the city. Hearing that you were imprisoned by His Majesty, he was worried, so he came into the palace to have a look."

He picked Duan Fei up in his arms, walked to the side of the beauty's couch, put him down lightly, let his head rest on his shoulder, and stroked his back with his palm.

"Commander, has the Gu poison flared up again? This subordinate will heal your wounds now."

Duan Fei closed his eyes and opened his hands.

"No need." Panting for a few breaths, he asked angrily, "Is there any news about Shiliu?"

Seeing his insignificant appearance, Duan Jiu suddenly felt an inexplicable dark fire in his heart.

【You only know how to care about Little Sixteen!Why didn't he care at all when he was so seriously injured! ? 】

When the words came to his lips, he almost blurted out.

Duan Jiuyi bit the tip of his tongue and swallowed it back in time.

This is the commander's business, why is he so excited.

Duan Jiu regained his composure, and said calmly, "I haven't found it yet, I'm afraid he's hiding somewhere. But Prince Jing is still in the hands of His Highness the Second Highness, so he won't keep hiding."

"We can't let Shiliu fall into Duan Yunrui's hands, he will be in danger, we have to save him... Cough, cough, cough!"

Duan Fei spoke in a hurry, spat out a few mouthfuls of blood heavily, his whole body convulsed from the pain while clutching his heart, his wrists were undoubtedly bulging with blue veins.

Anyone can see that he is enduring great pain.

Duan Jiu hastily channeled his internal energy to calm the meridians of the riot for him, "Okay, okay, I'll go save Xiaoliu, even if I risk my life, he won't be in trouble, okay?"

"Take my token, lead people to the city gate to join the forbidden army, open the city gate, and let Song Yaochuan bring iron cavalry into the palace...cough cough..."

"I know, I know, I have ordered someone to do it before entering the palace."

Duan Jiu's palm was full of blood he spit out, the scalding temperature made his eyes red, and he could barely keep calm by biting the tip of his tongue, and persuaded:

"Stop talking, Commander, take care of your body first, otherwise if something happens to you, who else can save him?"

Due to the severe pain, Duan Fei's long eyelashes trembled unsteadily, and he raised his eyes with difficulty.

Duan Jiu could see some pleading from his eyes.

When did this man who was always cold and tough show such a weak expression.

Duan Jiu felt unspeakable difficulty in his heart, and it was difficult to speak out as if his throat was blocked by cotton.

"Commander..." He caressed Duan Fei's pale and jade-like cheeks, and gently stroked his sweat-drenched temple hair with his fingertips, his voice was unprecedentedly gentle.

"Don't worry, as long as the commander likes it, I will risk my life to protect it. I swear, everyone you care about will be fine."

Duan Fei stared at him blankly, it was the first time that Duan Jiu's figure was reflected so completely and clearly in those cold phoenix eyes.

That child who didn't grow up by his side since he was a child, and lived to this day by himself, has grown up so reliably.

After a while, he finally closed his eyes obediently, relaxed his mind tiredly, and let himself fall into a deep sleep.

Duan Jiu heaved a sigh of relief, carefully laid him flat, and carefully healed his wounds.

After half a cup of tea, Duan Fei's restless pulse gradually calmed down.

The time was almost up, Duan Jiu covered him with a quilt and was about to leave.

Suddenly, the little finger was gently hooked.

Duan Jiu was surprised and looked back.

Their leader closed his eyes, turned his head away, and said softly: "You are the same, don't have an accident."

Duan Jiu was slightly stunned, remembering what he said just now.

Duan Fei meant that he was also someone he cared about...?

Wang Lin, who was waiting outside, waited left and right, but Duan Jiu was nowhere to be seen, so he had to raise the curtain impatiently: "My lord? Are you still okay?"

As a result, as soon as he walked in, he saw Duan Jiu pinching Emperor Zhongcheng's neck with a murderous look.

Emperor Zhong Cheng's face turned red, his white eyes protruded, and he seemed to be suffocating.

Wang Lin was shocked: "My lord! No, no! Put it down quickly, Your Majesty is going to be gone!"

He stepped forward in a panic, wanting to break his fingers and rescue Emperor Zhong Cheng.But Duan Jiu was so strong, Wang Lin couldn't move him at all.

"My lord! Let go, you are going to kill the king! Where is Commander Duan? If you kill His Majesty, what will you tell him to do!"

When Duan Jiu heard Duan Fei's name, he squinted his eyes, staring at Emperor Zhong Cheng's ferocious and painful face, his eyes were full of cold scrutiny.

That's right, he forgot, this dog emperor is someone Duan Fei likes, he loves him so much that he knows he is hateful and shameless, and he is willing to commit himself to it.

He just promised to protect the people he likes.

Duan Jiu put away his murderous aura, and slowly let go.

Emperor Zhongcheng fell to the ground, coughed a few times, glared at him with hatred, and cursed agitatedly.But his throat had already been burned, and he could only make some hoarse and ugly roars.

Duan Jiu stepped on his hand, crushed it hard, and broke his hand bone.

All hands and feet are useless, this time the dog emperor will not be able to do anything to Duan Fei.

"Duan Yanchen, if you dare to touch the commander again, I will let you know why life is better than death!"

Duan Jiu wiped his hands in disgust, turned and left.

Wang Lin said "Ouch", stomped his feet anxiously, and helped Emperor Zhongcheng, who was about to faint from anger, onto the dragon couch, and let it go.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty calm down, your body is important..."

After quite a while, he fixed the bones for Emperor Zhongcheng and bandaged them, served him dinner, waited for him to fall asleep, and then came out.

"Why should my father-in-law be so dedicated, he is already at the end of his strength, and death is only a matter of time."

"Even so, he is still the master of the Miscellaneous Family! After serving you for half your life, how can you say that you don't care?"

Wang Lin shook his head, "Forget it, it's useless to tell you these things. The miscellaneous family will send you out."

Through the screen, Duan Jiu took one last look at Duan Fei who was sleeping on the couch before walking away.

After leaving the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Duan Jiu bid farewell to Wang Lin, touched the jade medal with dragon pattern hanging on his waist, and set off for the outside of the palace.

Duan Fei asked him to open the gate of the city privately, welcome King Jing's cavalry into the city, suppress the forces of the Second Highness, and save King Jing and Xiao Shiliu.

Although this is the fastest way, Duan Jiu also knows that once Song Yaochuan leads the troops into the city, things will be different.

In the past, it could be said to be a small fight, but now it is a death penalty for forcing the palace to treason.

Once it fails, the culprit will be Duan Fei who made all this happen. He will be cast aside and insulted by the people of the world, not to mention his life, and he will bear a lifetime of infamy.

Duan Jiu didn't want this to happen.

Even though he knew that there was a high probability of success, he still didn't want Duan Fei to become a villain who was condemned by historians.

Just let Song Yaochuan get a valid reason to go to the city.

——For Duan Jiu, who has been making a living in the market since he was a child, searching for information, this matter couldn't be simpler.

He went back to the brothel, sorted out all the black materials and evidence collected by the court officials, wrote nearly fifty letters in one go, and sent his secret guards to secretly send them to the official residences.

Chang'an City is a place where filth and filth are hidden. Under the prosperous appearance of the prosperous age, there are unsightly secrets buried everywhere.

For example, Mr. Cao, the Minister of Rites, is elegant and virtuous on the surface, but in private, he went to the brothel behind his wife's back and produced several illegitimate children.

For example, Mr. Zhao, the Minister of Dali Temple, is in charge of justice and justice, but no one knows that the biggest illegal salt dealer in Chang'an is himself.

Another example is Master Du, the commander of the Wucheng army and horses, who is iron and upright, but has an affair with his own sister-in-law and conspired to kill his brother.

Among the more than 50 important officials of the imperial court, even a very few of them are clean and honest, they cannot escape the crimes of their relatives, and they can only help to hide.

Once all the secrets are disclosed, most of the court will be hard to escape from prison.These high-minded officials will never allow their careers to be ruined here.

Duan Jiu just asked them to use their words, as long as they jointly signed a letter requesting King Song Yaochuan Qin, they would be able to keep their lives clear.

Who wouldn't like such a bargain.

Early the next morning, the imperial edict was handed down, and the imperial list was posted in the whole city, announcing it to the world, and the people discussed it a lot.

Duan Jiu passed by the market and saw the crowds, so he stopped and took a look.

"The second prince, Duan Yunrui, intends to conspire against him, imprisoning the Holy One, murdering Prince Jing, forging imperial edicts, and deceiving the world.

The officials were furious, and jointly sued the second prince, and specially invited Song Yaochuan, the queen general of Zhenguo, to go to the city to serve the king, rescue the emperor and King Jing, and restore peace to the world. "

Not only did he pick himself up clean, but he also gave him the name of righteousness in the world.Civil servants are really civil servants, and no one can compare black and white.

Duan Jiu curled his lips into a sneer, lowered the black curtain, and left quietly.

He entered a narrow alley with few people, turned left and right, and walked away from the followers before stepping into the gate of the house next door.

In the courtyard, there were already fourteen Xuanwei waiting.

Sitting or standing, all of them are coldly dressed in black, with a murderous look all over their bodies.

When Duan Jiu walked in, he was served by Hua Yu, a dark dart flying over.

His pupils narrowed slightly, and he knelt on the ground very quickly to avoid it, and narrowly escaped the crisis of death.

Duan Jiu was sullen: "What do you mean? Even though I'm not close to you, I'm also a fellow of the Dark Guard camp, so I wouldn't make such a killer!"

If he couldn't hide just now, he would really be dead!

Duan Yi sneered, and walked forward with a small notebook, his eyes seemed to eat people: "Companion? You?"

Duan Jiu frowned: "What's wrong?"

Duan glanced at the small book: "'Duan Fei didn't set up defenses against me today, so I decided to test him.

After he fell asleep, I untied his obscene ribbon.

Duan Fei opened his eyes, stared at me for a moment, turned over and fell asleep again.

I don't know if he is awake or in a nightmare.

The next day, he didn't mention the matter, and he didn't seem to know. '"

"??"

Why does this passage sound familiar?

Duan Jiu fell into memory.

Duan Si finally couldn't bear it anymore, rushed away from the rest of the people, rushed up angrily and punched him hard.

"The dark guard camp doesn't need the following traitors! Duan Jiu! The commander is so dedicated to you! How dare you covet him with such a dirty mind!"

Duan Jiu opened his mouth, still confused about what happened.

Then he saw, behind Duan Yi, Duan Shiliu, who was sitting at the stone table with his legs crossed, watching the play with his chin resting on his hands.

Duan Shiliu winked at him: "Accidentally took your letter, accidentally let Duan Yi see it, it's really none of my business."

Duan Jiu: ......

Pinch mom.