Chapter 1011 Qin Zhou Biography 62
Qin Zhou was wearing a green brocade robe today, which was exactly the same color as Fan Qingyi.
But she looked heroic in her outfit, while Fan Qingyi looked a little scholarly. The two of them stood together, inexplicably coordinated.
Eunuch Yuanbao prepared a private room in the teahouse opposite the ring, and the two of them sat here to watch, with a perfect view.
"The rain is relatively light today, and it has just stopped now. The ring has already been set up over there." Qin Zhou glanced at him, then quickly moved his eyes away, finally landing on the ring below. After a while, she heard herself say a little stiffly, "If you want to go down, it's not too late now."
"No hurry."
Fan Qingyi's attention was also all below. Across the street was the lake, and the ring was set up on the open space by the lake. Before it started, there were hundreds of people surrounding it in three layers, mostly strong-looking men, and the number was still increasing.
General Song sat in the main seat in casual clothes, expressionless. On his left sat a well-maintained woman of about 40 years old. The seat on his right was empty, which should be reserved for Miss Song.
The notice said that those who could survive three moves under Song Yuanqiao would pass the first level. The second level question was for Miss Song to ask herself, and the one who could answer it would be her future husband.
Why does a rich lady need to choose a husband through a martial arts competition?
Before Fan Qingyi could ask this question, a lightning bolt split the sky, and his right eyelid twitched suddenly.
Qin Zhou, who was sitting next to him, tightened his hands on his legs, and his tone became colder: "Are you really going to go down?"
"Huh?" Fan Qingyi didn't notice the change in her tone, but still detected a hint of murderous intent.
Qin Zhou slammed heavily on the guardrail, staring at Fan Qingyi, his voice trembling: "Don't you have a wife who hasn't married yet-"
"Boom!" A loud thunder exploded in the sky.
Then a silver light broke through the air.
"Qin Zhou!" Fan Qingyi grabbed her hand and pulled it into his arms, protecting her and rolling on the ground, hiding behind the curtain.
Qin Zhou also reacted quickly, staring at the arrow that split the chair he had just sat on.
If Fan Qingyi hadn't pulled her away in time, she would definitely not have had time to avoid it because of the thunder.
She was careless.
"Young Master, are you okay?" Eunuch Yuanbao was originally just guarding outside, and he came in as soon as he heard the sound.
"Swish swish" There were two more arrows, both of which were easily dodged by Eunuch Yuanbao.
He picked up the table beside him and protected Fan Qingyi and Qin Zhou downstairs to leave.
"Hua La——" The heavy rain outside poured down without money, and the martial arts competition was forced to be suspended and postponed. Everyone looked for a place to hide from the rain, and the teahouse opposite the arena became the first choice.
Who knows if those thugs will hide in the crowd, and who knows if they will accidentally hurt innocent people in the fight.
Qin Zhou made a decision immediately, and the three people who were driven back by the rain changed their destination to the backyard of the teahouse.
The shopkeeper had just gone to watch the arena and was caught in the rain. He was about to come back to change his clothes when he bumped into the three of them. He immediately realized what had happened and hurriedly opened the door for them to hide in.
"Are you all safe?" the shopkeeper asked respectfully and nervously. He didn't look greedy like he did when he sold the news to Fan Qingyi.
Fan Qingyi glanced at him and said nothing.
"Tell someone to prepare a few sets of clothes, and the masters should disguise themselves. Everyone in the teahouse is keeping a close eye. I'm afraid there are assassins. Anyone who sneaks upstairs or explores the backyard will be killed without mercy." Eunuch Yuanbao pulled him aside and made arrangements in an orderly manner.