C3 Qing Qing

Zuo Yu turned around and looked at Qingqing.

It was a girl who was about sixteen or seventeen years old. Her long black hair was messy and she had a shoulder-length hair. Her face was pale, and blood was still dripping from the corner of her mouth. Her chiffon dress showed her graceful figure. There was a bloody wound on her long legs, which made her look even more delicate. At this moment, the girl was also looking at him with concern.

Zuo Yu walked up to her.

"Qingqing? You..." Zuo Yu frowned slightly. Qingqing's injuries were very serious, but such a weak girl had never shouted, "Are you alright?"

"Young master, cough cough cough." Qingqing's face turned pale, but she started coughing as she spoke.

Zuo Yu quickly held onto Qingqing and helped her to the side.

"I'm fine." Qingqing looked up and squeezed out a smile.

"What should we do? They should have basic healing medicine on them." Zuo Yu raised his head and looked around. Soon, he saw the corpses. As martial artists who were not weak, they should have this kind of consciousness. Even in his previous life, he would bring along common medicines when he entered a mountain.

"Wait for me." Zuo Yu said. After saying that, he stood up and walked out.

Zuo Yu's facial expression turned slightly unpleasant. The sequela of the first time he killed someone had finally appeared, but that was all. He was already a person who had died once, so what was there to care about?

He endured the urge to take out a few bags of things. There were medicine bottles and a few gold coins. Zuo Yu quickly walked back.

"I can't stay here anymore." Zuo Yu squatted down and looked around.

"What about us?" Qingqing looked over.

"Let's go, let's leave this place first." Zuo Yu said, and Qingqing also wanted to stand up.

Aiya! With a tender cry, Qingqing touched the wound on her leg and fell down.

Seeing this, Zuo Yu pulled off Qingqing's clothes that were scattered on the side and conveniently covered her up. Then he bent over and hugged her in his arms.

"Ah!" Qingqing was stunned and exclaimed. Her pale face slowly blushed. Yesterday, she took off her coat and gave it to Zuo Yu. Her inner dress was very thin. When Zuo Yu hugged her, the heat made her feel at a loss.

"Uh." Zuo Yu was shocked and somewhat reacted, "That, your injuries are too serious. We need to leave this place as soon as possible."

"I, thank you, young master." Qingqing gently bit her lips and said in a low voice. Unexpectedly, she gradually calmed down. Tears secretly flowed out of her eyes as they streaked across her face. The little girl quietly buried her head in front of Zuo Yu's chest, not letting him see her. She was just a little girl, yet the young master was so nice to her. It had been a long time since someone had treated her well. This feeling was so distant. It was like a dream that made her want to cry.

"Qingqing, do they still have companions?" Zuo Yu only cared about walking and asked as he walked.

"Ah? Who is it?" Qingqing quickly said.

"The person who is chasing us." Zuo Yu said.

"I don't know. There shouldn't be any left. I have only fought with five of them." Qingqing thought for a moment and said.

"That's good." Zuo Yu said.

Zuo Yu stopped on a soft, flat, and hidden patch of grass. "I'll give you a simple treatment of your wound first." He knew a little about these things. When he was learning martial arts, the old man and his father had always said that martial arts and medicine were interlinked. He could even recite their words.

"Okay." Qingqing nodded obediently.

The two sat down and looked at each other. Qingqing quickly lowered her head.

Zuo Yu smiled and gently pulled her arm. There were two sword wounds on her arm, but they were not deep. Zuo Yu applied some golden sores medicine and tore off a piece of his clothes to help her tie it up.

Qingqing kept her head down and her heart was filled with warmth. Young master has finally treated me well again. Young Master has always been good to her, but that year... I remember being eight years old, and everyone says that I'm ugly... Ever since then, Young Master had started to dislike her more and more...

Soon, some simple injuries had been treated, leaving only two places. One was on his shoulder, and the other was on his thigh.

"Ah, I, I'll do it myself." Qing Qing felt a chill on her shoulder, and she jumped in fright. She lowered her head and spoke in a low voice, as if she had made a mistake. It was as if she had made an unreasonable request, and she didn't have the slightest bit of confidence.

"Try it." Zuo Yu understood what she meant. He smiled and didn't care.

“ Oh, ah!" Qingqing took the medicine bottle, but just as it moved, blood seeped out from the wound. Her face turned pale from the pain, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

"Let me do it." Zuo Yu sighed lightly. "You saved my life earlier. These injuries should have been on my body. I will remember this kindness. You are already like this. If I... Am I still human? " Although he had a splitting headache earlier, he was still roughly aware of what had happened.

"Gongzi, I am not. I am you in the first place... Oh, I..." Qingqing explained anxiously.

" Hehe, I understand. " Zuo Yu said softly, "I just feel a little emotional." He did have too many emotions. Why did he come here for no reason? He also picked up a girl and killed five people. What the f * ck.

"Bear with it. The wound and the clothes are stuck together." Zuo Yu said softly.

Qingqing nodded obediently. Her face was pale from the pain. She trembled slightly, but she did not make a sound.

After helping her take off half of her clothes, Qingqing closed her eyes. Her trembling seemed to have become even stronger. Zuo Yu didn't have any intention to do so. He carefully wiped the wound for her. Slowly, anger surfaced in Zuo Yu's heart. Such a weak girl could really do it. His bones could already be seen. The trace of apology Zuo Yu had for the corpse had completely disappeared at this moment.

"It's done."

“ Oh." Qingqing's face was red as she lowered her head and replied in a low voice.

Zuo Yu then gently placed her legs on his lap and took off her shoes. He untied her legs and then slowly lifted up her dress. Qingqing was at a loss as to what to do. She tightly clenched her fists. Oh my god, gongzi actually saw her... Ah... I'm so embarrassed.

Zuo Yu saw that Qing Qing's legs were covered in a faint pink color, making her look very cute. Zuo Yu couldn't help but feel a little depressed, making his brother look like a pervert. He really wanted to say that this part could be seen everywhere on Summer Street in the 21st century. There were even many lower parts.

Zuo Yu quickly helped her deal with it. He restored her clothes and helped her put on ordinary lace cloth shoes.

Zuo Yu stood up, took the outer dress from the side, and gently put it on for her.

Qingqing's little face was red, and her heart was filled with warmth. Young master even helped me put on my shoes, how could there be any man in the world who would put on women's shoes? Furthermore, I am a servant. Qingqing had made up her mind to serve young master well in the future.

Zuo Yu did not care about all this. After all this time, he had a headache, killed people, ran away, and healed himself. He was really tired. At this moment, he was lying on the grass at the side.

Time slowly passed.

"Alright, be good." Zuo Yu found it funny. How could he walk with such serious injuries?

Zuo Yu carried Qingqing and walked down the mountain. "Well, carrying you on my back will seriously hurt my wound." Zuo Yu said. ___ felt that it was necessary to explain.

Qingqing's face turned even redder. She buried her head in the ground and said, "Young master, put me down when we reach the bottom. I am a girl. Young master, if you hug me, others will laugh at you." Qingqing still didn't forget to remind him.

"What girl? I only know that you're my saviour." Zuo Yu frowned, "Don't call me Chief Young Master..." Zuo Yu lectured.

" Oh. "

Gradually, there was no sound. Zuo Yu looked down and saw that the little girl had fallen asleep. Her face was slightly pale, and her delicate eyebrows were shaking. It was as if her wound was still hurting. It made people's heart ache when they saw her.

Zuo Yu sighed. What a cute little girl. What a loyal and loving girl. She had indeed saved him, even though the girl from before was already dead. However, it had taken him a whole night to wake up. If she hadn't been there to protect him, he would have died by now. He didn't know how many times he had died. He had been running around, carrying people on his back, fighting... I'm going to get hurt again. It's really bad for her. Sleep well.

Zuo Yu opened some of his memories. It was a memory that belonged to this world. This fellow's name was also Zuo Yu, so there was no need for him to change his name. Zuo Yu was the Elite Martial Disciple of the Feng family in the Fresh Breeze City. The Elite Martial Disciple of the Feng family was the true elite seed of the Feng family. There were only a hundred people in the youth to adulthood group, and their status was very high. They were treated the same as the stewards, and they would be addressed as' young master 'wherever they went. However, this fellow seemed to be doing nothing much, so who cares? He wasn't familiar with the place, so he had to find a place to settle down first.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Zuo Yu finally arrived at the foot of the mountain and walked along the main road towards Fresh Breeze City.

"Eh? Isn't this our Young Master, Zuo Yu? Damn, is he going to beg for food?" Someone was stunned and teased Zuo Yu as he walked past.

"That's true."

"Who is he hugging? His figure is quite good."

"Are you blind? It's that ugly maid."

"Damn, she made me half hard..."

"Haha!"

Zuo Yu snorted and glared at him coldly, "Get lost!"

"You... Hmph." In the end, the few of them still quickly left with an expression as if they were waiting for you.

Zuo Yu walked towards the residence he remembered and soon found it. He was still a core martial disciple, so he had to focus on nurturing his target. There was actually a courtyard of his own.

"Ah, Brother Mr Yu, you're back. Are you hurt?" Suddenly, a coquettish coy voice was heard. Zuo Yu's body swayed and he almost let go.

Zuo Yu turned around and saw a young woman walking up with her hips twisted. The woman was wearing a red dress, which was bright and beautiful. She was wearing a pair of exquisite purple flower earrings. Her lips and eyebrows were red, but they were all drawn before. A white silk wrapped around her chest. It even revealed a small part of her chest. At first glance, it seemed like it was all on the outside. A rose fragrance assaulted his face. Zuo Yu felt that he could describe his feelings with just one word. That was, Sao!