Red plums reflect youth

Qiao Yang thought for a while, restrained his doubts and curiosity, picked up the wooden box, got up and said goodbye.

At this moment, there was a bang, and the door of the inner room was suddenly kicked open, and more than a dozen men in black wearing Rakshasa masks rushed in, holding bright long knives and slashing at anyone they saw.

The masked man in black in the room was obviously unprepared, and was caught off guard, and four or five people fell down in an instant, bleeding all over the ground.The remaining six or seven people rose up to resist, and the gloomy and narrow inner room suddenly became a Shura battlefield.

Liu Qiaoyang was shocked, seeing that the long knife was about to hit him, but fortunately, he was nimble and responsive, barely dodged a few knives, and was about to run out the door.

Suddenly remembering something, he turned and looked at the masked man who was making a deal with him. The man was busy dealing with the two Raksha masked men in front of him with a dagger, and he didn't even realize that there was a man behind him holding a long knife and was about to cut it down.

In desperation, Liu Qiaoyang swiftly ran over and kicked the man behind him in the stomach, but was dodged by the man, and he took up the knife and slashed again.Liu Qiaoyang couldn't dodge in time, and grabbed the man's hand with both hands, trying to stop the man from dropping the knife.Unexpectedly, that man was as big as a cow, and he was not affected at all. He aimed at Liu Qiaoyang's chest and slashed down...

The masked man who was rescued had already reacted. Although it was too late to stop the knife, after Liu Qiaoyang was injured, he immediately picked him up and escaped to heaven, leaving behind his young man.

After leaving the inner room and going upstairs, it turned out to be an abandoned warehouse.The two escaped secretly from a hole in the wall and rushed into the depths of the woods behind the house.After running for a short distance, the masked man noticed that Liu Qiaoyang was bleeding profusely from his chest. He knew something was wrong, so he took him into a hidden place with dense forests, tore off Liu Qiaoyang's clothes, and bandaged him to stop the bleeding.

Liu Qiaoyang held back the pain and said out of breath, "It's okay, I can't die~"

The man was stunned for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "The grace of saving life will never be repaid."

Liu Qiaoyang gritted his teeth and punched him: "If you do this with me, don't you think I'm a brother?"

The man slowly took off the mask.

Under the moonlight, it was Luo Rujing.

Later, Luo Rujing put his own clothes on Liu Qiaoyang, and led Liu Qiaoyang around the woods to avoid being chased and killed. He didn't return to the gate of Liu's mansion until noon the next day.

Luo Rujing solemnly bowed his hands and said goodbye: "Brother Xie! You need to ask the doctor to re-apply the wound on your body as soon as possible, otherwise it will easily fester."

Liu Qiaoyang knew that there were some things he shouldn't ask, so he nodded his head while suppressing the pain, patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and entered the door.

As soon as he entered, he saw Qiao Sheng running over with tears in his eyes. He was about to laugh at him for being so old that he was crying all the time, but he heard him crying and saying, "Qiao Yang, Brother Ziqing is going to move to Qingcheng Pavilion. Go and persuade him~"

"What!!" Qiao Yang immediately ran to Ziqing's room.Pressing his right hand tightly on his chest, the veins on his arm bulged, not only because he was enduring the pain from the wound, but also to suppress the anger in his heart.

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"After forcing him, he went to Qingcheng Pavilion all day long, avoided me all day long, and never said a word to me. In the end, he moved to Qingcheng Pavilion without saying a word. You don't want to see me anymore... You keep saying you don't hate me, but you really want to crush me to ashes..." Qiao Yang looked out the window at the courtyard wall that had just fallen into the night, and murmured angrily.

The well-behaved and thin Ziqing wants to leave home to study art... Luo Rujing, who thought he was just the posthumous son of a high-ranking official, has such an identity... How many things in this world are beyond my expectation?

Just as Qiao Yang was deep in thought, he suddenly noticed a figure falling from the courtyard wall and stumbling towards Qiao Yang's room.

Liu Qiaoyang was startled and focused on vigilance.When the man ran close, he found that it was Luo Rujing who was covered in blood.

"Help me~"