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9.2
One second before the whistle sounded, Zi Xiao walked out of the hunting ground dragging his seriously injured body. He raised his hand and threw the four wooden cards in his hand over.
The head coach in charge of training shadow guards glanced at the blood-stained wooden sign on the ground, and announced loudly, "The twenty-fourth qualified person¡ª¡ªSan Sanqi." After saying that, a black and red iron sign went straight towards the purple Xiaofei came.
He reached out to take it, and glanced down. The words "Shadow Twenty-Four" are engraved on it. This means that he has been recognized and has become a shadow guard, but his strength ranks last, which also means that the four characters "Shadow Twenty-Four" will replace "Three Three Seven" as his new name.
Zi Xiao held the iron plate tightly in his hand and let out a sigh of relief. After all, it is qualified. As soon as he relaxed, another big mouthful of blood gushed out. He covered his mouth with his hands, and blood dripping down his fingers onto the ground with a foul smell.
Not good. This body has reached its limit, and I'm afraid it won't last.
He frowned and mobilized part of his divine power to repair the damaged internal organs. A wave of heating rose from the dantian in an instant, and the coldness and trembling caused by excessive blood loss gradually faded away, and the body felt much more comfortable. When the internal organs recovered about 50%, he stopped.
But even with divine power, he can only use it sporadically. If it is used recklessly, it will violate the laws of the world, and it is very likely to cause deviations in the world. After all, this is just an ordinary world, and it is impossible for divine power to exist.
"Everyone follow." The chief coach spoke again, and before he finished speaking, he jumped away and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Such brilliant qinggong is rare in the world.
Twenty-four teenagers jumped up and chased after them without saying a word. Each of them suffered injuries of varying severity, but none of them dared to stop to treat their own wounds.
Because they have not received such an order.
Shadow Guard is such a sad existence. Their life and death are all in the master's hands, and even their will must be controlled by the master.
The teenagers swept across the hunting ground like a gust of wind, and shuttled among the trees like swallows. All the branches touched by them were stained with traces of blood red.
After a few ups and downs, a group of people landed on the ground, bent their right knees, and knelt down together.
"My Majesty, there are twenty-four people who have passed the assessment of shadow guards." The chief coach said respectfully with his hands clasped in his hands, then pointed to the teenagers kneeling on the ground behind him, and continued, "This is Shadow One to Shadow Two. Fourteenth, ask the emperor to decide where they will go in the future."
Although he knew in his heart that these shadow guards were all trained for the little prince, the head coach still had to pretend to be confused.
"Okay, okay, okay, haha." A low-pitched laughter rang out over the teenagers, and the owner of the voice laughed a few times, "Yu'er, they will all be your shadow guards from now on, go and see Bar."
"Yes, Father. Thank you, Father, for your kindness." This time a very gentle male voice sounded.
Zi Xiao was slightly taken aback, showing a puzzled expression. Didn't it mean that their future master is "little prince", why does this voice sound like a grown man?
"Haha, Yu'er, when did you become so polite? I don't know your personality yet." The emperor's words revealed a deep pampering.
"Father," Shen Yu sighed softly, and smiled, "The last time Qi State came to pay tribute, I asked you for a pair of top-grade jade Ruyi, and when I returned, I was scolded by my concubine, saying that I don't understand etiquette. I don¡¯t know how to be grateful. So now I have to do my best, and then ask for your things.¡±
He raised his eyebrows, and there was a bit of cunning on his handsome face.
The emperor looked at him, laughed loudly, and praised, "My son is smart and extremely filial!" He smiled and said, "Don't listen to your mother and concubine, Yu'er can take whatever the father wants, and the father will give it to you." !"
Hearing the words, the accompanying attendants couldn't help but secretly sighed, King Yu really deserves to be the most favored and favored prince. It's just a pity Alas, as the saying goes, fortune and misfortune depend on each other, maybe it's because King Yu couldn't aspire to be the emperor that he can feel relieved to pamper him.
The two said a few more words, and the emperor kept laughing, obviously very fond of Shen Yu. Not long after, many rare treasures were promised, all of which were priceless and admirable. It is said that there is no so-called father-son relationship in the palace, but the relationship between these two is better than that of ordinary people.
Zixiao listened to the boring conversation between the father and son, and gave them a big roll of eyes in his heart. He rolled his throat and swallowed the fishy sweetness in his mouth.
? To vomit blood in front of the emperor is a disgrace, and you might be dragged out and hacked.
The shadow guard training camp is a place that eats people, for exampleIf he didn't see that the other party was still panting, he would think that what he saw was a beautiful corpse.
Yes, this is a young man with exquisite appearance, and his body is even more beautiful and impeccable. Even an old man like him can't help but feel a little evil when he sees it.
Xiao's national style is open, and the habit of breaking the sleeves of Longyang abounds. The most famous Broken Sleeve is King Yu.
"Thank you, the imperial physician." Zi Xiao put on her clothes and said with fists in her hands.
"You don't need to be too polite. I just obeyed King Yu's order." The imperial doctor rummaged through the medicine box, took out a white bottle and said, "Here, take it. Apply it on the sutured wound every night before going to bed. If you can¡¯t reach it, let someone else apply it for you.¡±
Zi Xiao reached out to take it, thanked him again, and heard the other party say, "I will prepare the wound medicine for external use and internal use every day, and send someone to deliver it. Remember to drink it on time."
Zi Xiao blinked, then looked down at the small white bottle in his hand, as if asking what it was.
The imperial doctor stroked the beard on his chin, lowered his voice and laughed, "This bottle is made by me, you can use it." He said it casually, as if there is nothing precious about this medicine, but in fact it is a bottle for healing. Holy product, not only does the injury heal quickly after use, but also does not leave scars, so it is not suitable for non-royal nobles. The medicine was indeed prepared by him, so he had a few bottles on hand. Seeing that the boy was pleasing to the eye, he sent a bottle.
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