The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 991: The Legend of Qin Zhou 37

"You, are you a devil? Are you going to start a massacre in this palace?" Prince Xiaoyao was so angry that his beard was crooked, and this fellow Fan Qingyi was so treacherous.

I usually pretend to be a weak scholar with good manners, but when I entered the ring, I completely changed my personality. The two masters in his house didn't even touch his shirt.

"Your Highness, please rest assured, we're just ordering it so far, and it won't hurt your life. At most, you need to lie in bed for ten days and a half months. It shouldn't affect other things, right?"

Fan Qingyi was very satisfied with the effect. He also wanted to shock the opponent, so he didn't plan to show mercy from the beginning.

He is the number one agent of China, and he was ordered to arrest and kill the wicked. Which one is not a heinous boss, and which one is not stronger than the following group of guards who have never actually been on the battlefield?

Otherwise, even if today's matter is over, there will be new difficulties tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow. This troublesome king, it's not so easy to let him go.

Fan Qingyi thought it was easy, but he didn't know that the more Prince Xiaoyao looked at him now, the more frightened he became, and the more he felt that he was a meticulous work sent by the enemy, otherwise it would be so powerful.

No, he has to think of other ways to solve this Fan Qingyi.

Seeing that no one dared to take the stage again, Prince Xiaoyao angrily wanted to stop, but he just raised his hand when he heard a voice: "I'm coming."

Everyone looked around and saw a man in a white robe who jumped onto the ring.

"I'm under the Song Yuan Bridge, I wonder if I'm qualified to ask Mr. Fan to discuss."

Fan Qingyi saw this man for the first time. He only felt that the man was murderous, and he could clearly feel the hostility of the other party towards him, as if he had robbed the man of his lover.

It's strange, since he came to this world, he obviously didn't do anything, how could he make so many enemies?

"Yuanqiao, why are you joining in the fun, come down quickly!" The lord who said he wanted to see Fan Qingyi's strength before stood up in a panic, pointing at Song Yuanqiao and angrily scolded.

Song Yuanqiao turned a deaf ear and only wanted to beat Fan Qingyi to the ground.

When Mr. An saw this, he slowly persuaded: "Master Song, the young people are fighting with each other, let him go. Besides, Linglang is the famous general Ding'an of our Daqin, Wendao Wulue, and you too. Don't get too nervous."

Prince Xiaoyao wished for someone who could beat Fan Qingyi to the ground. This Song Yuanqiao has been by Qin Zhou's side since he joined the army. He is a notoriously ruthless character. Maybe he can really win that Fan Qingyi.

Therefore, he also comforted Master Song: "Master Song, according to this king, General Song is His Majesty's favorite general, and he may not be able to win. And in the eyes of everyone, this Fan Zhuangshi will not be in this king and everyone. In front of your lord, General Song was injured."

It's just that the volume is so loud that even Fan Qingyi on the stage can hear it clearly. It can't help but laugh. They know that the winning rate is not high, so they insist on this General Song to compete.

Sir Song is dying of anxiety, and it is not easy to save the face of the prince and Lord An, so he can only be anxious.

Fan Qingyi bowed his hands and said politely: "Of course, General Song, it's a pleasure to meet."

"I've heard Mr. Fan's name for a long time, but when I see it today, it's really extraordinary."

Song Yuanqiao stood with his fists clasped, his face cold and polite.

Fan Qingyi smiled slightly: "General Song, please."

Song Yuanqiao raised his hand and said, "Mr. Fan, please."

The two people on the stage were not in a hurry at all, and the people under the stage were as anxious as ants in a hot pot.

Prince Xiaoyao couldn't sit still at first, and said, "Why don't you two, please invite us together?" As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sharp voice ringing at the door of the back garden: "Your Majesty is here."