Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

Prince Jing didn't react, his peach blossom eyes blinked lightly, revealing confusion.

Duan Yue took the opportunity to repeat: "Chu Chu, hug, Chu Chu."

I counted silently for the third time.

Prince Jing thought that there was something wrong with his ears, and looked at him in a daze,

"Chuchu?" Duan Yue tilted his head and touched his face, "Do you want to hug Chuchu? Don't you want to hug Chuchu? Why doesn't Chuchu speak? Chuchu?"

Eighth time.

The sudden intimacy made Prince Jing inexplicably a little timid, and his shoulders shrank slightly.

"Chu Chu." Duan Yue called him again.

Both of them are hanging on the tree, and they may fall if they move slightly.

Looking at the cliff below Jing Dynasty, he thought that the little dark guard might be worried about him.

After hesitating for a long time, he stretched out his hand towards Duan Yue.

Duan Yue was very cooperative, stretching out his hand, he landed conveniently and pulled him into his arms, hugging the young man's slender waist tightly.

Prince Jing put his hand on his neck, not daring to use force.

I'm afraid that if I use more strength, the weak little dark guard will be strangled to death.

Duan Yue ordered him: "Hold tight."

He paused for a few breaths, circled the little dark guard, put his head on his shoulder, and pressed his chest against him.

He could clearly hear the steady heartbeat of the little dark guard.

Warm and powerful.

It is not the same as the cold touch of the urn of the previous life.

Prince Jing thought, the little dark guard seemed to be better off alive.

Suddenly, Duan Yue called him lightly: "Chu Chu."

King Jing came back to his senses, was silent for a while, and said "En".

Duan Yue said, "It's been the tenth time."

Prince Jing didn't know what he meant.

The little dark guard said again: "Duan Chuchu, look up."

He did.

Immediately afterwards, the right half of the face was slapped, and it hurt hotly.

Prince Jing was startled for a while.

The little secret guard who was still very close to him just now suddenly turned cold: "Trash, if you still don't let go, how long do you want to hug?"

Prince Jing opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say, and finally called him dryly: "Duan Yunyue."

Then he said, "It's you who wants to hug yourself."

"...Shut up!" Duan Yue's face was black, and he became angry from embarrassment. He couldn't hold back and pushed him: "Go to the fucking mission. I knew I wouldn't save you. You should die, and you've got me in trouble."

Prince Jing didn't hold on tightly, being pushed, he let go of his hand carelessly, and fell straight down.

He was like a kite with a broken string, about to fall to pieces.

But he didn't yell or yell, he still stared at Duan Yue without blinking.

The beautiful peach blossom eyes reflected the snowy sky, and the unfeeling and cold face of the little dark guard.

At this moment, his positions were reversed, and he was suddenly curious about what was going on in his heart when Duan Yue died.

He remembered that the little dark guard was crying, was he sad?

……

Duan Yue didn't expect him to be so relentless, he wanted to catch someone but failed, so he had to let go and jumped down.

He asked Xiao Huangshu in his heart: "Has the space upgrade been completed?"

"Three...two, one, the upgrade is complete Dad! Dad can take Prince Jing into the space."

Duan Yue agreed, tipped his toes on the cliff, and swooped down like a flying swallow, quickly catching up with Prince Jing and wrapping his arms around his waist.

As soon as Prince Jing opened his eyes, the sky and the earth turned around in front of him, and it was pitch black.

With no place to rest, he could only lean on Duan Yue and be hugged by him.

He actually doesn't like this feeling, the powerlessness of being controlled by others will make him at a loss.

But since the opponent is a small dark guard, it doesn't matter.

"Duan Yunyue, where is this?"

"Hell." Duan Yue choked on him, clicked on the mall panel, and searched for what he needed.

Dry food, water, and winter quilts.

Prince Jing seemed to be injured.

But Duan Yue didn't want to waste gold coins for him, as soon as he touched his pocket and used the remaining wound medicine, he planned to make do with him.

The items in the mall are ridiculously expensive.

Five thousand and nine gold coins, and only bought a few necessities, it cost three thousand and four.

With two thousand and five left, Duan Yue put it into the piggy bank, intending to save it and add a bed to his empty space.

Prince Jing saw him muttering alone for a long time, so he waited quietly. When he stopped, he asked, "Why did you come to save me?"

Duan Yue rolled his eyes at him and remembered that he couldn't see, so he snorted coldly: "Who said I came to save you, I came to make money."

By earning a lot of gold coins and upgrading the space, he can get rid of slavery and go wandering alone.

But after translating this sentence in Prince Jing's mind, it automatically became "I was ordered to protect you, as long as you don't die, I will have a reward."

"Are you short of money?"

Prince Jing turned his head to meet his eyes.

In the darkness, the little dark guard's eyes were still shining brightly, like the morning stars in the night.

Duan Yue thought what kind of nonsense this question was asking, and smiled sarcastically: "Of course, do you think everyone is as carefree as your prince? You will never understand what kind of life the poor live."

In fact, Prince Jing's life today is not much better than that of a beggar.

She didn't have enough clothes to cover her body, she didn't have enough to eat, and she was beaten and bullied all day long.

But Duan Yue didn't want to care about it, and had selective amnesia.

Taking advantage of Prince Jing not being able to see, he quickly reached out and stroked his eyelashes.

It's like a touch of water.

I was so nervous that my palms were sweating.

He couldn't understand how such a dog as Prince Jing could have such beautiful clear eyes.

Under the fluorescent light of the panel, those peach blossom eyes are more and more alluring. The thick and slender crow eyelashes, every time they blink, are light and tender like the flapping of butterfly wings.

It is a fatal attraction to Duan Yue.

It's not too much for him to touch his eyelashes to save his life.

Prince Jing didn't notice his small movements, but just blinked uncomfortably, probably feeling itchy.

Duan Yue controlled the urge to touch again with his fingertips, and asked him, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Prince Jing lowered his eyes, obviously there was, but he couldn't say it.

In the end, he only said sullenly: "No."

Duan Yue actually saw a bit of grievance on his face.

Pooh.

You are so wronged.

Duan Yue weighed the stone he had just dug off the cliff in his hand.

"Since there is no one, please trouble Your Highness to sleep first, there are some things that I cannot tell you yet."

Prince Jing looked up blankly.

Duan Yue grinned, aimed at the back of his round head, and slapped him mercilessly.

Prince Jing immediately fainted.

Duan Yue hooked his back collar and put him on the ground.

He told Xiao Huangshu to turn on the light.

The space brightened up instantly, and the halo shone on Prince Jing's sleepy face, making him even whiter and weaker.

Duan Yue knelt down, and with the mentality of "don't touch it, don't touch it", he touched his eyes.

As a result, the roots were accidentally pulled out.

Prince Jing shrank back in pain, curled up into a small ball, it was a bit pitiful.

Duan Yue felt sorry and let him play tricks on him.

He took out the things he had just bought from the mall, counted them, wrapped them in a bundle, and carried them on his back.

Things like space sound too weird.

He can't let anyone find out that he must be careful when taking things.

After making all the preparations, he picked up Prince Jing on his back and found a hidden bush to show up.

The sky has completely darkened, even if the Dark Guard sent someone to look for them, they probably won't arrive until tomorrow.

Duan Yue found a pile of dry grass, cut off a long sword, spread it on the ground to make a straw mat, and took out his winter jacket on the mat before he carried King Jing up.

Prince Jing's forehead was hot, and he shivered slightly as he curled up in the grass, probably because he had a fever.

Duan Yue unbuttoned his shirt, only to find that the blood was blue and black.

Si Chengxue's attack was really ruthless, and he used poison.

He was about to heal his wounds when he suddenly remembered something and asked Xiao Huangshu, "I'm helping King Jing get out the poisonous blood now, is there any reward for me?"

... Is the host father a little smarter?Know how to ask?

Xiao Huangshu was stunned for a while, and then hurried to check: "Poisoning is an accident outside the plot, and it is not considered a task, but there is an encouragement reward for completing it, one hundred gold coins."

No amount of mosquito legs is meat.

Anyway, I was going to help him.

Duan Yue moved nimbly, pulled out the arrowhead that was stuck in King Jing's flesh and blood, leaned down to press against his wound, and sucked out the poisonous blood.

King Jing shuddered in pain, dazedly aware of his movements, opened his eyes in a daze, staring at the blood on the corner of his lips in a daze.

"Duan Yue..."

"why……"

Don't you hate him, why do you want to save him again?

It's a pity that the voice was too low, Duan Yue didn't hear it, and still concentrated on lowering his head, sucking the poisonous blood for him.

The gurgling blood was covered and licked away by the soft lips and tongue, and the warmth of the skin made the pain much less painful.

For some reason, Prince Jing recalled the scene in his previous life when he was drunk and dragged the little guard to bed to vent his anger.

He had already forgotten these unworthy memories.

But at this moment, I suddenly remembered that that night, when the little dark guard was pressed under him to ask for it, he asked tremblingly and full of expectation, if he could kiss him.

The little dark guard was so naive back then, thinking that the master liked him so that he would get close to him, and the happiness in his eyes couldn't stop.

But in fact, the master was just agitated in his heart, wanting to put this humiliation on others, and wanting to make this carefree little secret guard also perish.

He told the little dark guard that he despised him as a lowly slave and didn't want to dirty his mouth.

The light in the little dark guard's eyes dimmed.

Like stars falling from the window.

It seems that from that moment on, the soft and innocent Xiaoliu disappeared.

Turned into a ruthless Duan Yue.

Even after being coaxed into bed countless times by him, he never made any presumptuous actions, as if he had recognized the gap between the two of them.

Prince Jing's chest was suddenly so stuffy that he was about to suffocate, like a blunt knife cutting through the apex of his heart, his whole body trembled, and even breathing hurt badly.

He didn't know why he was like this.

He could only hold Duan Yue's hand tightly to relieve the pain.

Duan Yue sucked out the poisonous blood, applied medicine for him, and bandaged him up. When he looked up, he saw pain on his face, as if he was constipated.

Duan Yue hesitated for a moment: "Your Highness, if you want to go to the toilet, just tell me."

Although there is a high probability that you will hold back yourself.

Prince Jing turned his head and stared at him deeply, his peach-blossom eyes showed a bit of paranoia from his previous life: "Duan Shiliu, don't go."

leave your father.

Duan Yue felt that he was insane, so he patted his buttocks and sat beside him, the three of them swallowed a steamed bun, and started to dig a log to make a fire.

The nights are cold in winter, and if you stay outside overnight, you will freeze to death.

It's a pity that misfortunes never come singly. It was sunny for a few days, but it snowed tonight.

The fire that had just arisen for a short time was extinguished.

When Duan Yue woke up, half of his body was buried in the snow.

He got up quickly, warmed his body with internal energy, rubbed his hands, and went to pick another snowman beside him.

Prince Jing was already frozen stiff, his brows and eyes were covered with hoarfrost, and his face was so white that it was almost transparent.

Although it looks better.

But also dying.

Xiao Huangshu suddenly released a new task: "[Holding up with King Jing for warmth] Completion rewards two thousand gold coins, and requires you to take off your clothes."