Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"Miss Qing, you were also the head of a generation of Confucian scholars, why haven't you learned a little bit of etiquette for so many years!"

"..."

There is no number of ways, the most direct and effective fighting, stepping on, accumulating energy, and bombarding with one punch.

"Does the general have such a good personal relationship with Master Yan? Why do you talk to Master Yan about everything?"

Blocking Yan Qing's explosive punch with his arms facing each other, Zhao Tuo couldn't help but step back a few steps, Zhao Tuo looked helpless.

As expected of a virtuous disciple under the sage's sect, could it be that even Kong Sheng's force value was engraved again.

The deputy commander was short on time, and Yan Qing gradually led him into the alley while he was speaking just now, and there was no way out. As soon as she was about to fight back, Yan Qing dodged sideways, clasped his wrist with her left hand and yanked him, and hit the crook of his arm with her right hand. Fall hard.

However, after realizing that Yan Qing was not playing around, the deputy commander lost the idea of ​​being modest, and kept his hands on the ground to maintain balance, and kicked her calf obliquely, forcing Yan Qing to back away.

Immediately, he pulled away a distance, and the figure who came rushing again grabbed his shirt tightly, and he was thrown into the wall in an instant. The cracks in the wall expanded a circle, and the dust was blowing up.

Unhurriedly letting go of his hand, Zhao Tuo said, "If you had used force just now, you would have broken a bone long ago. Qingmei and Yan Ce have no personal relationship, and I am clear about that."

"I have no personal relationship with that person."

Yan Qing rubbed her swollen head, showing a slightly painful expression, "What do you call benevolence?"

"..."

Gently pinch the phalanx, and there is a crisp sound. In the next second, stand still, take a deep breath, and calm down.

Yan Qing said lightly: "Although I hate that prince, is he guilty?"

"...I don't care about this, stop, I don't have time to play with you." Zhao Tuo frowned, feeling more and more helpless at her stubbornness, "You can't force me to beat you to death before leaving the city."

"Since I can't beat you, then I'm sorry."

"what?"

Yan Qing burst into tears, tore her coat, and squatted at the alley: "Help, I'm molested, I'm dead!!!"

"Miss Qing... you're an idiot."

"Kong Sheng said: As long as the moves are effective."

"Does Kong Sheng belong to your family? Talk about all kinds of nonsense."

Hearing the shouts, the sergeants patrolling Xianyang quickly gathered at the entrance of the alley, and saw the torn coats on the ground, the beautiful women who were defiled, and the cracks on the walls.

Of course, there is also Zhao Tuo, who is short of painting the five characters of the suspect on his face.

"Hello, please come with us."

Zhao Tuo said: "I am the deputy commander of the Central Army, and I want to see your superiors."

"prove?"

"I have a soldier talisman... where is my soldier talisman!"

The sergeant felt that his IQ had been insulted, and said with a gloomy face, "Please come with us."

Sob, sob.

Yan Qing silently stuffed the soldier talisman that came along into her clothes, raised her eyes and blinked innocently.

"Don't you know me? I, Zhao Tuo."

The sergeant pointed to himself and said, "I, Yan Ce."

Another sergeant joked, "Hey, I'm Fusu, and that's Han Feizi next to me, who would believe it?"

Seeing Zhao Tuo trembling with anger, the sergeant said solemnly: "I warn you, the crime of jumping over the wall in a hurry will be increased!"

……

trial room.

The substitute jailer pushed Zhao Tuo in, who was fully shackled and handcuffed, and said with a smile, "You said you are the deputy commander of the Central Army. It just so happens that the two prime ministers of the Great Qin Dynasty are inside. Let's meet together!"

"Our interrogation room is very lively. The deputy commander of the Central Army has a meeting with the prime ministers, and the biggest officials are all inside."

The jailer asked: "You two prime ministers, do you know this deputy general?"

Han Fei and Li Si looked at each other thoughtfully.

The two shook their heads in unison: "I don't know each other."

Zhao Tuo: "..."

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"It hurts - take it easy."

Yan Qing glared at Mo Zhong who was applying the medicine, and then looked at the bruised and purple body squatting on the stone slab in front of the house with gauze wrapped around her face.

"He hit hard enough, I haven't seen him so sluggish before."

On the side, Mo Zhong put down the medicinal soup, sighed and said: "Ma'am, your way of carrying out Yan Ruzhi's benevolence is more extreme than mine. General Zhao really didn't do anything cruel. They were all skin wounds that healed in a day or two. Knowing him, if other people try to stop him, his life will be gone long ago... The prince owes you a favor."

"Prince? I don't need him to owe."

Yan Qing wrapped her calf several times and knotted it heavily, bit the excess gauze and tore it off, then spat on the ground.