The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 1021: The Legend of Qin Zhou 67


Fan Qingyi had been letting Huanbao lock on Murong Jin, but just now, he received a reminder that Murong Jin moved.

Murong Jin passed through the gate of the cloth village and moved in full view.

There are people from Qin Zhou outside, how did Murong Jin escape from these people?

Fan Qingyi frowned, jumped over Qin Zhou and jumped out of the inn's window.

Before he could stand up, he saw a dark horse galloping past him.

Fan Qingyi didn't even think about it, she grabbed the horse's tail and was led away for a few meters.

The driver of the horse was a man in a mink robe. Seeing Fan Qingyi getting in his way, he swung the whip over.

The whip was not thrown on Fan Qingyi's body, but on the horse's ass. As soon as the dark horse was in pain, it ran frantically again.

Fan Qingyi pulled hard, jumped up, and dodged the two whips of the rider, only to see that he was alone and not with Murong Jin.

He looked down and found that Murong Jin's position was still at the door of Buzhuang, and he didn't move.

Just as he was so stunned, the rider took the opportunity to throw a whip on his wrist, forcing him to let go, and then quickly drove away.

Qin Zhou chased after him, just saw this scene, and hurriedly supported Fan Qingyi.

The people around were also attracted and chased after him.

Fan Qingyi hurriedly turned his head, just in time to see the back of a man also wearing a mink robe holding something and riding his horse away from the opposite direction.

"Quick, chase that horse!" Fan Qingyi shouted.

Everyone reacts quickly, but there are no more horses around here.

Fifteen meters, ten meters, five meters, one meter, Huanbao's reminders became more and more dense, and finally disappeared.

This time Murong Jin really disappeared.

"Get out of the way!" Along with Qin Zhou's shout, there was another chaos of troops behind him.

Fan Qingyi turned his head and saw that Qin Zhou rode a white horse directly from the backyard of the inn, holding a sword in one hand, and was about to go in the direction of Murong Jin.

Being too late to think about it, Fan Qingyi turned sideways and grabbed her saddle tightly, and got on the horse as well.

"To the southeast!" Fan Qingyi followed Huanbao's last sign to show her the way.

Qin Zhou's eyes narrowed, and the white horse under him accelerated.

Running out of the suburbs, Fan Qingyi looked at the map displayed by Huanbao, a little puzzled. Qin Zhou's horse was fast, but he still didn't catch up with the kidnapper. With the help of Huanbao, Fan Qingyi did not lose his target. However, the strange thing is that the route of the other party can be clearly seen along the way. This feeling is like, deliberately attracting

It's like they're going in a certain direction.

"What is ahead?" Fan Qingyi asked aloud.

Although Qin Zhou has Murong Jin's heart, he is just as aware of it as he is, looking at the mountain in front of him with a stern face: "It used to be a famous bandit den. Now, it may be a gathering place for rebels."

The people who can take Murong Jin away, apart from the rebels who think about killing her all day long, who else will be? "We can't chase anymore. I took a look at the terrain. It's very likely that there are people in ambush behind this mountain pass. We are outnumbered and it's hard to get out of the way, let alone rescue the little prince." Fan Qingyi was afraid that Qin Zhou would be impatient for a while. , go in

Heads were sent. As he spoke, he held Qin Zhou's hand, pulled the reins back, and stopped the horse.

Qin Zhou knew Fan Qingyi's concerns, the two knew nothing about the enemy's situation, and blindly going in was indeed a death sentence.

"In order to lure you in, they definitely won't hurt the little prince in a short time. Let's analyze it first, and then find a suitable entry point."

It will take at least an hour for reinforcements to arrive, and they can't wait outside. Qin Zhou nodded, the two dismounted, and found a relatively hidden place to hide.


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