The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 957: The Legend of Qin Zhou 3

All three archers aimed their bows and arrows at Qin Zhou, and they could pierce Qin Zhou's heart with arrows only after the leader gave an order.

"Auntie, be careful." Murong Jin didn't care, lying on Qin Zhou's back, tightly hugging Qin Zhou's neck.

"Well, just hold A-Niang tight." Qin Zhou didn't seem to care, but he already had a plan in his heart, she wanted to kill when the archer was changing arrows.

The assassin leader sneered and prepared to give an order. Who would have thought that a spherical object would fall from the sky and roll in front of the archer, burst open, and spray thick smoke, blocking everyone's sight.

Qin Zhou was also surprised by the sudden smoke, and immediately asked Murong Jin to cover his mouth and nose, preparing to escape in the chaos.

Only a few "bang bang bang" sounds were heard, and there were constant sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground around, not even screams.

"Auntie, has someone come to rescue us?" Murong Jin asked in a low voice.

"I don't know if it's an enemy or a friend, you cover your mouth and nose, and A-Niang will take you out." Qin Zhou was fully alert and retreated in the opposite direction of the assassins.

Suddenly a big hand stretched out and grabbed her arm holding the sword, Qin Zhou immediately smashed it with his fist.

The opponent easily blocked her fist and took a step back, avoiding her raised leg.

Seeing that Qin Zhou was about to stab her with a sword in another hand, he hurriedly grabbed her hand, pulled it in front of him, and said in a low voice, "I'm not an assassin, follow me and take you out."

The voice is a stranger, and the accent is not local, and it is somehow familiar.

Qin Zhou was about to speak to ask the other party's identity, but he didn't want to lower his head, when he saw what the other party was wearing, he was stunned for a while.

This ring...

Fan Qingyi saw that she didn't respond, but she stopped attacking, and hurriedly pulled the person out of the smoke circle and ran to a safe place.

"Qin Zhou dog thief, where are you going!"

As soon as the two came out of the smoke circle, they were discovered by the assassin leader who also ran out, and they chased after the wounded assassins with knives who had retreated earlier.

"You all go, I'll delay him!" Fan Qingyi pushed Qin Zhou away, took out the machete with a gap at his waist, danced like a tiger, and greeted him fearlessly.

Qin Zhou came back to his senses and found that the other party was only dressed as an Orion. Although Kong Wu was powerful, he was still slightly disadvantaged under the siege of several assassins, and it didn't take long for him to be hit with a scar.

Raising the sword, Qin Zhou also joined the battle circle.

As soon as Qin Zhou joined, the situation changed immediately, and the two sides fought a tie for a while.

It didn't take a while for several assassins to fall to the ground, leaving only two struggling to support them.

"Leave him a living room." Qin Zhou urged that this group of assassins came prepared, and there must be someone in the palace to respond.

"Okay." Fan Qingyi's voice just fell, and he stunned the assassin who was fighting with him, when he saw the assassin leader take out a poison needle and shoot at Qin Zhou, he couldn't think of it and rushed over, "Be careful!"

Four poison needles, he shot back three, and the remaining one passed by.

"I'm not reconciled!"

The leader of the assassin fell to the ground at the sound of his own life, unable to rest his eyes.

"Are you all right!"

Seeing that the assassin leader died so simply, Qin Zhou hurried forward to check on the benefactor who helped him block the poisonous needle.

Fan Qingyi gritted his teeth and tore off his sleeve, only to see that the wound was dark.

"Don't be lucky." Qin Zhou hurriedly helped him acupuncture points and squeezed out the poisonous blood to prevent the poison from spreading. "Okay!" Fan Qingyi nodded heavily, and then his whole body fell back uncontrollably, causing a flurry of dust.