Occupational Disease Dark Guard's Favorite Concubine Survival Guide

The field of vision moved up suddenly in an instant, and at the end of the gaze, it was drawn from the dark and heavy sky and distant mountains to the bright night star sea. Silver, white, purple and dark blue kneaded into a river of light across the sky. Pulling, the footsteps subconsciously followed Fu Qiufeng's half-push and half-pull force, and ran to the other side of the suspension bridge.

He still played back the scene just now in his mind, Fu Qiufeng tore a gap in the impenetrable rain of arrows, and the gorgeous Milky Way was set against the background, like a fairy god who descended from the Milky Way that he had never prayed for.

It's just that the face of this immortal figure is disfigured now, a light brown circle is fainted under the eyes, the hem of the water blue skirt is tattered, and only a pair of eyes are still sharp and solemn.

"You..." Rong Fan was about to speak, when Fu Qiufeng grabbed Gong Ziyu's other hand, Gong Ziyu struggled hard, and had to loosen it.

"Your Majesty, withdraw first, and your ministers will end later!" Fu Qiufeng blocked Rong Fan behind him, and standing in front of him was Gong Ziyu who had finally had a chance to draw out his weapon. The two faced each other on the narrow and dilapidated suspension bridge, the ropes and wooden planks were about to die. Squeak whine.

Fu Qiufeng clenched his dagger tightly and did not dare to underestimate the enemy. The first wave of arrow rain had stopped, and the latest arrow was exhausted when it hit Gongziyu's feet.

Gong Ziyu's expression is wonderful, despite the mask of disguise, but the shock and unwillingness and the remorse after suddenly realizing it are all revealed.

"I finally know why Rong Fan found the secret room in Beijing." Gong Ziyu also held the dagger, "You followed me, and Rong Fan deliberately asked you to hide your martial arts and pretend to be a male favourite..."

"Stop talking nonsense, and grab it!" Fu Qiufeng turned his dagger and rushed forward.

However, Gong Ziyu had no intention of blocking the move. With a wave of his left hand, he slashed at the ropes of the suspension bridge connecting the wooden boards. The rope on one side broke instantly, and the board tilted. Gong Ziyu turned around and pressed the dagger on the other rope, threatening Fu Qiufeng. back off.

"Are you going to kill yourself?" Fu Qiufeng quickly stopped his steps, unexpectedly, Gong Ziyu didn't turn around and flee to his own people, giving them time to retreat to the opposite side, but wanted to die with them. He stood on the suspension bridge that turned to the right in an instant Keeping balance, the short body grabbed a piece of wood, turned around and said, "Your Majesty, let's go!"

"Don't worry about him anymore, let's go together." Rong Fan grabbed the remaining rope to be on guard one foot away, and left him to go without listening to his words.

"Kill two people I hate the most at once, so what if they die? Shoot the arrow, don't stop!" Gong Ziyu yelled with his left arm hanging on the rope, and then resolutely cut off the remaining rope, and the whole suspension bridge suddenly fell to the ground. Falling down, smashing into the splashing mist of the waterfall, Gong Ziyu let go of his hand, and let out a burst of crazy laughter as he fell, and the last sound was faintly visible with the roar of the waterfall.

"Rong Fan, no matter whether you or I can escape today, Dayi will die in your hands! If His Royal Highness can't get it, you don't deserve it..."

The sound of chaotic footsteps rushed up the cliff, shaking the mountains and fields. The rebels blocked the water in front of the cliff, and watched Gong Ziyu fall into the deep stream with misty water and his life was unknown. The broken bridge fell towards the opposite mountain wall. The leader shouted sadly: "Shoot the arrows, they are the targets now!"

Rong Fan felt the cold wind sweeping past his ears, his arm hurt, and the arm that was hanging from the rope trembled under the weight and inertia. , the short fight on the edge of the cliff seemed to be easy, but in fact it almost exhausted the last of his physical strength. The excessive tension and concentration made him dizzy during the rapid fall, and his eyes went blank for a short time. , his chest and back were strangled, he was almost suffocated, when an arrow grazed the side of his face and pierced into the wooden board.

Only then did he realize that he let go of his hand just now, but in a blink of an eye, Fu Qiufeng grabbed him back and caught him.

Fu Qiufeng clasped a wooden board with only one hand, his arms tightly wrapped around Rong Pin in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Ready to jump into the river."

Rong Fan could not bear the hoarseness when he heard his voice, but when he turned his head, Fu Qiufeng's shoulder blocked his view, and asked quickly, "Are you okay?"

"No problem." Fu Qiufeng forced a smile, and spoke quickly, "Shut up three times, hold your breath, or you will be slapped on the mountain wall and cannot be picked off."

Rong Fan was somewhat relieved, and thought that Fu Qiufeng could still make such a bad joke, so he should be fine.

"Three." Fu Qiufeng stared at the opposite mountain that was getting closer and closer, and the rushing river below raised snow-white waves.

Rong Fan glanced to both sides, and the water on the lower right gradually weakened and diverted, exposing rocks, from where he could go ashore and enter the mountain, he immediately continued: "Two."

To jump off in time when the suspension bridge fell to the lowest point, both of them opened their eyes wide, suspended in the air for only a few breaths, but it seemed that a year had passed, the wind passed by the wet mountain wall, bringing water flow He Shanshi's cold air, Rong Fan's Adam's apple rolled slowly, and he and Fu Qiufeng read the last number in their hearts tacitly.

"Jump!" Fu Qiufeng let out a low voice, and at the same time he let go of the suspension bridge, he slapped the mountain wall with a palm full of energy. After a long distance, the suspension bridge shattered, and countless pieces of wood fell into the river.

Fu Qiufeng let go of Rong Fan in mid-air, and Rong Fan adjusted his body and held his breath, using his internal force to protect the internal organs and meridians. When he fell into the cold water, it still seemed to be slapped on a mountain. There was no pain in his body. The huge impact made him Ringing in the ears, thinking separated from the body and floating in the water, he remembered the feeling of powerlessness when he fell into the lake when he was a child, and the dreamlike adventure, was it really just a sham that he made when he was in a coma? dream?If he closes his eyes again, will there be another miracle?

... no, not right.

Rong Fen struggled to open his eyes in the water. This time, he was not alone, Fu Qiufeng was also there. He was not the child who had to wait for others to save his life. He could save himself and others. He no longer needed a child. The miracle of man.

"Mr. Fu, Fu Qiufeng!" Rong Fan swam up the river, wiped his face, his eyes were red and painful in the water, he tore off his red dress which was water-absorbing and inconvenient to move, and looked around, he and Fu Qiufeng were together If they fall, they shouldn't be too far apart, but at this moment, Fu Qiufeng's shadow can't be seen anywhere, so he gradually panicked.

When protecting him on the suspension bridge, the arrow had already hit his ear, and Fu Qiufeng grabbed the suspension bridge and wanted to protect him, wouldn't it be impossible to defend him?

The more Rong Fan thought about it, the more anxious he became, and he swam around for a while in vain. He couldn't see the situation of the river clearly in the night. Then he remembered, tapped his wrist, and the little green snake on his wrist came out and floated on the surface of the water. On, quickly swam to a certain direction, Rong Pin hurriedly followed, was surprised to see that the surface of the water was turning red in layers, immediately took a deep breath and plunged into the river.

Fu Qiufeng drifted quietly in the river, the wound stinging from the cold water, but after a while, the pain had turned to numbness, Fu Qiufeng didn't know if he got used to it, or his body could no longer respond, he felt It was as if I was wrapped in a transparent coffin, unable to hear a sound or move.

Yunhan's light passed through the water mist and has been distorted and dimmed. The only scattered beams of light shot down directly from the sparkling river. If there are impermanent ghosts and ghosts who want to kill, maybe this light is the bondage that binds the soul.

Fu Qiufeng thought idly, he had infinite time in the infinite silence, allowing himself to sink, he had faced death countless times, but he had never been so calm and indifferent as now, maybe God gave him this chance of rebirth, It is to reward him with an ending with no complaints or regrets.

That's good, he doesn't have to face Rong Fen's questioning and disappointment anymore, and he doesn't have to presuppose that Rong Fen is unbelievable and gradually estranged. He can serve as the hidden guard who sacrificed to protect the emperor, and he will devote himself to his duties in this short new life. The curtain ended perfectly, maybe in this way, his tombstone is worth engraving the word "friend" on his tombstone.

Fu Qiufeng thought so, and slowly closed his eyes.

But the next moment, he felt a tightness in his neck.

Fu Qiufeng opened his eyes again in a daze, and the place that should belong to the impermanent ghost was occupied by a person. Rong Fan dived down from the river surface, the beam of light was a little blurred in a string of floating bubbles, Rong Fan's anger seemed to be Ignite cold water.

Rong Fan silently moved his lips in the water, cursed, grabbed Fu Qiufeng by the collar, and dragged him to the surface of the water with difficulty.

Fu Qiufeng's eyes suddenly became hot, and all the reluctance covered by indifference was implicated and burned by Rong Pin's anger. No one had ever pulled him when he fell, and the emperor who made him a hidden guard hoped that he would fall deeper and become a stable person. The cornerstone of imperial power, the emperor who made him commit suicide by taking poison wanted to bury his body deeply to consolidate his royal path... But now he was pulled up by the emperor who was the least like an emperor, and left this chaotic river and this coffin that wrapped people.

He finally felt the burning pain of not being able to breathe, and the burning pain of choking water into his lungs. Watching Rong Fen swim up, he couldn't help waving his arms and struggling upward. Giving up his life, he wants to be remembered by others, wants to have the qualifications to be admired by Rong Jing, and even wants to ask for more when he gives...

At this moment, Fu Qiufeng came to his senses like enlightenment. If this wasn't like a secret guard, he would be the first such secret guard. This is the meaning of his life.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Rong Fan coughed violently the moment he surfaced, and pulled Fu Qiufeng by his side, trying to support him from behind and swim to the nearest rock, but after a closer look, he found Fu Qiufeng There are also three arrows pierced on the back.

He stared at the arrow shafts soaked in flesh and blood, his hands trembled, and his expression was dull and stiff. Li Qinghui's appearance when he fell flashed before his eyes. With 37 arrows, there was not a single intact part of the unkempt and thin woman. Soaked her soiled plain clothes.

Fu Qiufeng choked out a few mouthfuls of water mixed with blood, put his right hand on Rong Fan's shoulder, and said with a wry smile: "You don't mind betraying your minister... Your Majesty?"

"It's my incompetence." All the anger that Rong Fan blamed on Fu Qiufeng for concealing his injuries dissipated. He closed his eyes and his voice seemed to be forced out from his sore and tight throat. He broke the arrow shaft by mistake, heard Fu Qiufeng take a weak breath, and said with restraint, "Hold on, I will take you ashore, wait for Wei Yuan to bring someone, Wei Yuan is always careful, he will definitely bring the wound medicine , you will be fine. When you go back, the new token of the Frost Blade Terrace has also been completed... You don’t know yet, I ordered someone to give you the token of the hidden guard. If you want to continue to record things, I will I don't force you either..."

He rambled on, as if he was comforting Fu Qiufeng, more like comforting himself.

Fu Qiufeng pursed the corners of his mouth, soaking in the water made his body temperature drop quickly, and the blood swam behind him dragged out a red river: "Your Majesty, I'm sorry... I lied to you, I really know martial arts... "

"Stop talking!" Rong Fan supported him to climb up the rocks in the torrent, and looked around for a while. On the next road, he could lift up his energy and use light work to lead Fu Qiufeng away. The distance between the rocks should be enough for him to breathe. "Fortunately, you know martial arts, you can save me, now it's my turn to save you."

Fu Qiufeng slowly lowered his head to Rong Fan's shoulder, Rong Fan suddenly yelled and woke him up again.

"Don't sleep, I haven't had a chance to rest yet, how dare you sleep first." Rong Fan gritted his teeth and carried Fu Qiufeng on his back, his steps were heavy, but he still tried his best to raise his breath and jumped up, falling to the next smooth stone.

"Why don't you dare." Fu Qiufeng lay on his back, and the arrow point stuck in his body was grinding the wound, causing waves of pain that could not be ignored. He shook his head and tried to stay awake, "Back to the Frost Blade Taiwan, let’s settle the score and punish the crime together.”

"I also said that I would send someone to teach you martial arts. You are really playing tricks." Rong Fan twitched the corners of his lips mockingly, "If I want to punish you, I will punish you to teach me. If you also serve as my martial arts teacher, you can also be regarded as an emperor once. Master...your identities are an honor that has never been seen before or since."

"This punishment is really tormenting." Fu Qiufeng laughed at his martial arts with something in his words, "I can teach you a few formulas now, I have a lot of knowledge about swords."

"Really?" Rong Fan felt sour annoyance, "Then let me listen to your high opinion."

"A man who is a sword, show it to be false, open it to benefit, then use it to attack, and use it first to...cough cough." Fu Qiufeng said intermittently, Rong Yan carried him ashore, and he was also out of breath, he wanted to I tried to get down, but my legs were weak, and I didn't even have the strength to calmly get off my back and stand still.

"Don't move around!" Rong Fan turned his head and stopped him, "Do you think I haven't seen Zhuangzi? You are too young to fool me."

Fu Qiufeng smiled lightly, the shadow in front of his eyes was blurred, the light was getting weaker and weaker, he was shivering with cold, exhaustion pressed him hard, and he wanted to close his eyelids.

"I will take you to find a cave first. The ink fountain is on Wei Yuan's body. It will definitely find me." Rong Fan repeated, "Don't sleep, don't sleep now, you finally got to be so close to me, you can't miss it This is a great opportunity."

Fu Qiufeng's bewildered mind was slightly puzzled: "I...it seems that I don't really need to get close to you, and I'm not an imperial physician."

"You're still stubborn, you've reached this point, and you still don't admit it?" Rong Fan laughed a few times, and the tone of deliberate blame was not threatening.

"Okay, the minister admitted it." Fu Qiufeng responded indiscriminately, lying on Rong Fan's shoulder, his voice gradually weakened.

Fu Qiufeng was in urgent need of wound medicine and bandaging, and Rong Pin didn't care about the rebels who might be found along the coast, so he went into the forest, and unexpectedly, he came across a cave that was leeward very quickly.

He put Fu Qiufeng down, picked up a few branches around him, but remembered that he didn't have a fire bag, so he went to search Fu Qiufeng's body. The dress was a little funny at the moment, and he couldn't help picking the corners of his mouth, and took out a piece of oil paper from Fu Qiufeng's arms The tightly wrapped fire pocket, thinking to himself that Fu Qiufeng was really careful, he took out the things, shook his hand, and the fire pocket rolled to the ground.

He looked at Fu Qiufeng leaning on the hillside with a pale face, and the fear he hadn't felt for a long time finally poured out.

His memory hallucinated the right and wrong targets, as if he saw Fu Qiufeng's body gradually decaying in the dark and cold cave, his handsome and handsome face swelled, maggots came out of the eye sockets, and the cloudy liquid soaked his clothes. A viscous outline oozes out from under his body.

"Wake up, wake up!" Rong Fan ignored the uncontrollable fragments of phantoms in front of him, leaned over and hugged Fu Qiufeng, and tightly grasped Fu Qiufeng's clothes with his fingertips, "Don't go, I order you, I beg you, I will do whatever you want Okay, don't go..."

Fu Qiufeng woke up suddenly, with warm liquid dripping from his neck, he was a little dazed, and subconsciously raised his hand to support Rong Jing's trembling arm, and said complicatedly: "You are crying."