Chapter 1167

Xia Yuanqiu came out of the carriage and saw the young man lying in a pool of blood in the distance. He immediately frowned and said in a deep voice, "no matter what, shouldn't we save people first? You take the life of a man's child as your life. You know that one day you will also be fathers. What do you think if your own children lie like this in a pool of blood and no one cares about them? "

While she was talking, she had already jumped out of the carriage, followed by Jiang Xin. She was not proficient in traditional Chinese medicine. Xia yuan had taught her some about medicine. She was not good at pulse pricking. She could deal with trauma, but she was an expert.

Zhu Yan see Xia Yuanqiu to save people, afraid she was schemed, then also with the side.

Seeing this, the Yamen officer went forward and surrounded the three men and drew a sword at each other: "since you are resisting arrest, don't blame me for being impolite."

The long sword glowed in the sun. When it was drawn, the sound of its toughness touching the scabbard made people clearly feel that it was extraordinary.

How can a small yamen be matched with such a good Dao? Obviously, they are not real Yamen.

There is a law in Xiliang. If those who do evil refuse to spread it, those who resist seriously can be executed first and then executed.

Obviously, this is the idea that the Yamen messengers are fighting.

The person who can match this kind of good knife will not be an ordinary oil saving lamp.

Xia Yuanqiu turned back and said to Zhu Yan, "I'll leave it to you. Jiang Xin and I will take the child to heal."

Zhu Yan nodded and watched Xia Yuanqiu take Jiang Xin and jump out of the encirclement. He turned his hand lightly, and a long sword appeared in his palm. The sword was three feet long, and the handle looked like a fishtail. The body of the sword was an ordinary iron sword. It looked so ordinary. But when Zhu Yan waved the sword to the leading Yamcha, the Yamcha felt a strong pressure on him, and he was in a hurry He raised his sword to fight, but he saw that his sword was cut off by the strong sword wind. It was just the sword wind.

If it was not a sword wind that just cut him, but that seemingly ordinary long sword, what would be the consequence? He didn't dare to think about it. He stepped back involuntarily.

Zhu Yan said: "if you know your prime minister, you will go back and tell your master that our palace is not something that can be moved. Let him wash his neck at home and wait for our palace to come to visit."

Those yamen servants are suffering in their hearts. They really want to know something about it. They turn around and leave as if nothing happened, but they can't!

At this time, Xia Yuanqiu and Jiang Xin had come to the young man. It was obvious that the young man was not injured by a car, but by the sword in his chest. The blood kept pouring out. It was strange that the blood hole was clearly the part of the heart. According to common sense, the sword in his heart should have died at this time, but his chest was still fluctuating violently. His clothes were soaked with blood, and his face was pale. It was blood loss If you don't stop bleeding, he will die.

The middle-aged man suddenly rushed up and stood in front of the young man. He said angrily, "go away, don't try to destroy the evidence of the prince's murder."

Xia Yuanqiu hummed coldly and said in a cold voice, "didn't you just say that the prince's carriage hit someone? It was your son who was hit. What? How long has it been since the prince committed murder? It's fast enough

The middle-aged man knew that he was speechless and said, "the prince's carriage hit someone. Naturally, it's the same as his killing."

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