Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

The death row is dark and damp, and the thick smell of blood is disgusting.

Two thick black iron chains pierced through the shoulder bones of the pale young man, and he was suspended in mid-air, his body was covered in cuts and bruises.The scarlet blood trickled down his dirty toes drop by drop, and pooled into a pool of blood on the ground covered with poisonous insects.

The jailer brandished a steel whip and asked him sharply if he knew what was wrong.

He pursed his lips paranoidly, without saying a word.There was a cold murderous intent in the dark peach blossom eyes, like an evil spirit lurking in the dark.

The chief eunuch, Wang Lin, was dressed in a rich peony robe, standing aside with a floating dust in his hand, with a beardless face and a kind smile.

"Fourth Highness, this has already been whipped 120 times. You see, is the next step to be the finger or the iron?"

The boy looked up at him coldly.

Wang Lin narrowed his eyes and smiled: "It's useless for you to think that miscellaneous people don't you? Long live God has ordered you to let you out when you admit your mistake."

There was silence in the prison, only the young man's forbearing breathing remained.

After a long time, he closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't steal it."

Wang Lin lamented: "Look, this fight for half a day, isn't it a waste of effort?"

He shook the dust and shouted, "Come here! Give the miscellaneous house a branding torture, so that you can serve our ignorant Fourth Highness!"

The hot red iron was taken out of the furnace and imprinted on the young man's snow-white collarbone, "Zi Zi" was burning hot.

The young man screamed in pain, struggling desperately to escape the torture, but was firmly imprisoned by the huge iron chain, and could only shake feebly in mid-air.

The chains collided, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

Accompanied by the young man's mournful sobs.

Wang Lin narrowed his eyes comfortably.

"Fourth Highness, if you don't confess again, the miscellaneous family will be caught. At that time, whether your golden and jade hands will be able to stay, no one can say for sure."

The young man was already drenched in sweat at this moment, as if he had been pulled out of the water, dying, but he still pressed his chapped lips and did not make a sound.

Wang Lin sighed and persuaded: "The Fourth Highness just stole a gold hairpin. Concubine Zhuang Guifei is kind-hearted, so she doesn't care about it. You admit your mistake to Lord Long Live and kowtow, and this matter will be over. Why bother to insist?" ?”

The young man opened his mouth weakly, but there were still only three words: "No, me."

"Toast and not eat."

Wang Lin laughed, lost his patience, and cast a cold glance: "Give me torture!"

The blood-stained bamboo quilt was covered with bony fingers, and the freezing temperature made people palpitate.

The young man couldn't control himself and began to tremble.

"Do not……"

"folder!"

At this moment, the prison door was kicked open with a "bang".

Dazzling sunlight shines into the dirty and smelly prison, and dust is flying in the floating light.

The stern and straight man in Xuanyi held a snow-white long sword and stepped in against the light.

The jet-black clothes inlaid with silver and snow cloud patterns, the thorny fence and dragon-inlaid jade waist plate, and the iron armbands stained red with blood.

This person... is the Royal Sixteen Xuanwei!

Wang Lin's face changed instantly, and he bowed to meet him: "Your Excellency is here, but what orders does Your Majesty have?"

The man in Xuanyi remained silent, raised his eyelids, and glanced at the dying boy dripping blood in the air.

At this moment, this person is like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, cowardly and deceitful, with no trace of future prestige.

Deserve it.

He looked away, flipped his hand, and showed the token.

"Your Majesty ordered me to interrogate, idlers, get out."

The Sixteen Xuanwei held great power and won the trust of Long Live God.

Wang Lin didn't dare to disobey, he kept saying yes, and led the people to bow and leave.

When he got outside the prison, the little eunuch muttered in dissatisfaction: "Godfather official to the chief supervisor, he is only a lowly secret guard, how dare he shout at you?"

"Is it your fault?" Wang Lin glanced at him warningly.

Then he sneered again: "This person is not an ordinary secret guard. Duan Shiliu, that is His Majesty's treasure in the palm of his heart. If he wants the stars but not the moon, how dare he?"

"You can just talk about it in front of me. If you are in front of His Majesty, be careful of your stupid head!"

The little eunuch was surprised and looked back.

He is just a boy who is a little more handsome and a little colder than ordinary people, how can he be described as miraculous by his godfather?

……

There was silence.

Beads of blood fell to the ground, ticking.

Duan Yue closed the prison door, walked up to the Fourth Highness, and stared at him with his head up, his eyes were dark and empty, and he could not see happiness or anger.

His Highness hung his head weakly, raised half of his eyelids, and looked at him.

He knew this little dark guard.

He is a very favored servant by his father's side.He doesn't like to talk and laugh, kills people like hemp, and has blocked countless assassinations for his father.

I'm afraid Concubine Zhuang Guifei couldn't wait, so she ordered this person to come and beat him up.

With a hoarse voice, the Fourth Highness opened his mouth: "I didn't steal it. If you want to kill or cut it, you can do whatever you want."

Duan Yue thought, who cares about cutting you.

He drew his long sword out of its sheath, and the blade was covered with internal force, cutting iron like mud, cutting off two chains as thick as forearms in the blink of an eye.

The Fourth Highness was caught off guard and fell down, screaming hastily.

Duan Yue stretched out his hand, took him in his arms, pinched his jaw with his cold fingertips, and forcibly raised it.

"Prince Jing." He lowered his eyes, scanning the embarrassing body of the man in his arms inch by inch, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Stay safe."