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Young master Ji is not that stupid, he will only be nagged and nagged when he stays at home, he might as well follow his brother.

He has never seen a war before, so it must be fun.

So he packed a big bag of dry food and went to Weicheng, the land of the rebels, with all the money in his pocket.

Along the way, there were refugees, all dressed in tatters, dirty and smelly, and Young Master Ji in fancy clothes was very abrupt.

To commemorate the little brocade clothes and jade food, he couldn't stand the scene that made him feel cold, so he frowned tightly.

However, he was hungry, so he had to cover his nose while eating cakes while walking, looking embarrassed.

The thin and dark man in front of him kept staring at the cake in Souvenir's hand, hissing all the time.

Unable to bear it, Young Master Ji went up to the thin man, took out a piece of cake from the package and gave it to the thin man.

The skinny man was so hungry that he snatched it away and devoured it hungrily.

This indecent scene made Young Master Ji very disgusted and terrifying, so he quickly jumped away.

He didn't know that the parcels were all looked at, and a large number of refugees were watching and ready to move.

Led by the three bandits, a large wave of people rushed up to grab food.

"Ahhh! Help!" Memorial yelled in fear, and ran with all her might.

On the other side of the forest were Rong Kunqi and several soldiers.

Rong Kunqi was going to go out with Ji Lu, but he encountered bandits on the road and suffered several wounded soldiers, so he had to walk slowly with the wounded soldiers.

Hearing the noise, Rong Kunqi only acted as a fuss among refugees and didn't want to care about it.

"Help! It's a robbery!" Memorial yelled, panicking.

Eh, this is the voice of Young Master Ji?

Rong Kunqi looked over, and saw that young man in brocade clothes who was running wildly was, it was a memorial.

How is he here?

"Ah!" Memorial was tripped by a Turkic stone, and he staggered and fell to the ground. The pain made him cry.

Three bandits surrounded Memorial, grabbed the package rudely, and saw that the rotten big knife was about to be chopped off, he closed his eyes in horror.

"Clang!" Flying a small stone, the sword was thrown away.

Rong Kunqi didn't know which tree he jumped from, and killed the bandits before he could react.

The package was thrown out, the dry food was scattered all over the ground, and a large number of refugees rushed forward.

Ji Ji didn't feel the pain for a long time, opened his eyes carefully, and saw Rong Kunqi blowing away the last gangster.

What a cool move!people also...

Looking at the tall figure in a daze, Memorial didn't realize that he was pulled up by Rong Kunqi and ran back to the camp.

When I realized that I was saved, it was Uncle Rong who saved me, so I was very happy and excited when I commemorated it. However,

"You're crazy! You can come to this kind of place! Why don't you stay in the Prime Minister's Mansion and be a son, why come here to suffer!" Rong Kunqi cursed, raised his eyebrows and stared at Memorial.

Memorial was startled and at a loss: "I, I, I thought it wasn't so..."

"What do you think?! Do you know how dangerous it was just now? You almost died!"

If he was in the army, such a person would have been scolded to death by Rong Kunqi.

Looking at the other party's terrifying appearance, the memory of the escaped death was filled with grievances, and the tears that had been suppressed poured out again, spinning in the eye sockets, pitifully.

After this, Rong Kunqi also realized that Memorial is just a young master of the greenhouse and shouldn't be so ruthless. Seeing how wronged he was, his heart softened.

He coughed softly, and said in a soft voice: "From now on, don't mess around again." He stretched out his hand to awkwardly wipe the face of Memorial, and patted the ashes on his body.

Memorial was afraid of being scolded again, afraid of being left behind, so she bit her lips tightly and dared not make a sound.But he still cares about himself, Memorial seems to be happy.

"You're going to have an accident, how can I explain to your father?"

When I remember hearing this, my good mood fell instantly. It turned out that it was only because of my father...

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It's weird, it's strange that Benxi is cold in the morning