Out of Yuanmen

Luo Zuhui, the minister of the household department, was transferred to Xunyang to serve as governor, and his family moved.The eldest son Luo Shenghua has set up his own family, the eldest daughter and the second daughter are both married, and the second son Luo Shengyang who has not yet reached the crown is left.

Luo Zuhui had a son in old age, and Luo Shengyang was beautiful and charming again, so he directly loved his son like a jewel in his palm, doting on him to the point that the sun would not dare to give it to the moon.Even if he pursued a man, the old servant would turn a blind eye.

Before this trip, he already knew that his son was completely rejected by Yun Shugui who asked Tiansi, and he didn't dare to poke his son's wound at all. It's like sitting on pins and needles.

When the car was driving a hundred miles away from Xunyang, a group of masked men suddenly stopped the caravan on the official road.The coachman raised the curtain anxiously, and asked his master: "My lord, there are green forest heroes blocking the way, what should I do?"

Luo Zuhui wanted to give some money to calm things down, but when he was about to speak, he caught a glimpse of a cold light in front of him!This group of masked men didn't say hello at all, they rushed directly, drew their knives and killed them.Caught off guard, the groom at the front had already spattered blood on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Zuhui, who had been hanging out in officialdom for a long time, already understood the key.

Luo Shengyang was coughing melon seeds, lying in the carriage and reading a boring storybook.Suddenly, after he heard a scream, his father let out a high-pitched and shrill "Protect Young Master", and the notebook in his hand fell to the ground.

The carriage was broken into, and the nursing home of the Luo family rushed in and grabbed his arm: "Master, run, there are thieves!"

"Where's my dad?!"

The nursing home didn't answer, and didn't care about the distinction of superiority or inferiority, dragging the stumbling Luo Shengyang to the south.Luo Shengyang turned his head and saw a commotion in the convoy in front of him. He struggled desperately, but the guard's hands were as tight as iron tongs, and the pampered Peony was no match for a warrior.

While grabbing him and running, the nursing home angrily shouted: "Master, the most important thing is to live!"

As he was speaking, Luo Shengyang was still in chaos, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the head of the nursing home rolling to the ground.Blood gushed out, splashing Luo Shengyang all over his body.

"Ah...ah..."

Luo Shengyang saw that the nurse's eyes were still open, and his mouth opened and closed.He sat down on the ground in horror.

A masked man stood in front of him and kicked away the guard's head.Luo Shengyang stared at him blankly, and there was a lustful look in his eyes that he was all too familiar with.

"No one can escape." The masked man chuckled, "It's a pity, a pity, with such a face, why isn't she a bitch?"

Luo Shengyang stood up with difficulty, trying to escape, but the moment he lifted his foot, the masked man grabbed his hair and couldn't move.The masked man's face moved closer to his body, and he could feel the monstrous malice hidden under the mask about to surge out.That disgusting feeling directly drove Luo Shengyang to regain his courage, pulled out the dagger in his sleeve, and stabbed behind him!

It's a pity that he is still the weak man who can't carry his shoulders or hands. This blow that should use all his strength was directly blocked by the masked man, and the dagger slammed on the ground with a bang.The masked man's eyes shot fiercely, and he gave Luo Shengyang a resounding slap across the face: "Stinky bastard!"

Luo Shengyang was beaten and fell to the ground.Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, his cheeks were red and swollen, and his body was covered in blood.He raised his face and looked at the masked man with hatred, his peach eyes seemed to be burning with anger, which made him even more astonishingly beautiful.The masked man stepped forward cursingly, grabbed his hair, and lifted his head: "You have backbone, you are worthy of Mr. Shen's breed. Let's see if you can still—"

His words stopped abruptly, and Luo Shengyang spit on his face.The masked man was furious and was about to slap him again when he suddenly realized something was wrong.Why was he in a trance?

Next, there was a heart-piercing pain from his chest.He lowered his head and saw a bandaged hand pierced his chest, and that hand was still holding a bloody heart.

He felt the strength in his whole body draining rapidly, exerting his last strength, he turned his head stiffly.A ghostly face made of bronze with green face and fangs, like a seducer from the underworld, appeared brightly on his shoulder.

The masked man fell down with a plop.

The uninvited guest wearing a ghost mask threw away the heart in his hand, and walked away without even looking at Luo Shengyang.As a result, after Luo Shengyang came back to his senses, he immediately hugged the ghost-masked man's leg tightly: "Help me!" As a result, the other party had no intention of pity, and just threw him away. This proud and expensive peony in red Crawled over on hands and feet again, and hugged his legs with all his strength: "Please help me! You can do whatever you want!"

The mask on the ghost-masked man's face was too terrifying, Luo Shengyang would never get close to this kind of person.But at this moment, his eyes were full of hatred.His snow-white teeth bit his lips tightly, his lips were dripping with blood, and the corners of his mouth were oozing blood, which was extremely dirty.

The ghost-masked man didn't kick him away this time, Luo Shengyang shouted: "Save my father, kill those people, I'll give you whatever you want! I'll give you everything!"

Luo Shengyang stared at him, trying to see some emotions from under the mask that covered his entire face, but the ghost-masked man just stood there quietly without any movement.

The hand he just took out the man's heart was still bleeding down, spattering little by little on the ground.

When Luo Shengyang was about to give up, a deep voice sounded——

"From today, your life is mine."

The ghost-masked man in linen flew away and broke into the battle circle ahead!

Luo Shengyang sat on the spot and looked at his back, and saw that he was holding a handleless steel knife, and his whole figure was erratic like a ghost.Wherever they went, people's heads fell to the ground, just like the legendary envoys from Youdu.

He didn't know how long he had been sitting on the ground.The ghost-faced man walked back with ease, grabbed his arm roughly, and led him to the front carriage.Luo Shengyang's mind was in a mess, and an untimely thought came up: This is lightness work, and I have experienced it.

Luo Shengyang saw his father lying on the shaft of the car, his clothes were drenched in blood, he was dying.

A few days ago, he happily said that he was going to be promoted.When you arrive in Qiantang, you must seek the well-being of the local people and be a local parent official.Even if he was traveling by himself, it was very hard. The old man knew that he was unhappy along the way, so he still coaxed him in a different way, telling countless old-fashioned jokes.

Luo Shengyang knelt down on the ground, the mist in his eyes condensed into torrential rain.He wailed loudly in front of his father's gradually icy body, weeping uncontrollably, crying "Father".

After Luo Shengyang couldn't cry anymore and his hoarse voice completely subsided, he staggered to pick up a weapon, found a suitable place, and dug a hole deep and shallow.The ghost-masked man didn't even offer to help, and sat on the roof of the carriage, holding the knife cross-legged, not knowing what he was doing.

The mask on his face covered all joy and sorrow.

"Hey, what's your name?"

Luo Shengyang suddenly said.His subordinates kept moving, with their backs facing the ghost-faced man.

The Ghost Face didn't respond to him.Luo Shengyang turned his head, his eyes were red and swollen, and he raised his voice: "My name is Luo Shengyang, what's your name?"

The ghost-faced man remained silent.

Luo Shengyang sneered, turned his head back, plunged the knife into the soil and raised it high: "What do you like me to call you? Master?"

"Yu Ling."

The ghost-masked man replied succinctly.Although his voice was low, it was very pleasant, like rain falling in an empty valley, with faint echoes.

Luo Shengyang whispered: "Coincidentally, my dog ​​is called Xiaoling."

After he finished speaking, he stared blankly at the deep pit in front of him, and tears welled up in his already dry eyes.

He really spoiled his father so much that he was ignorant of the world, but he also wanted to understand where these killers came from.His father is blocking someone's way in the court... Of course he wants to take revenge in his heart, but he doesn't know anything at all!

He stuck the knife in his hand desperately into the soil, and blood oozed from his hand.

Yu Ling didn't know if she heard what he just said, but she was still sitting on the roof of the carriage, like a lifeless statue.Luo Shengyang was tired of digging, and secretly looked at him out of the corner of his eye when he was resting. He always felt that no matter how this quiet and stagnant person looked, he didn't look like the killing god just now.

He didn't move at all, even a small bird landed on his shoulder, and his round eyes looked at the hideous ghost face curiously.

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