Chapter 1017 Qin Zhou Biography 68

Fan Qingyi couldn't directly say that he had an intelligent assistant, so he could only say that it was his own judgment.

Qin Zhou tied up his horse and came over, and saw him pick up a branch from the side and began to draw a simple map.

"According to the terrain, this is a fenced valley, easy to defend and difficult to attack. There is only one mountain pass, and it is a bit unrealistic for us to climb up from the surrounding mountains." Fan Qingyi frowned and analyzed in a calm voice.

This mountain was flooded with bandits before, and Qin Zhou sent officers and soldiers to clear them out four times, so he still had some impression.

"Indeed, they also relied on internal and external cooperation to successfully clear them out before." Qin Zhou said, looking down and seeing that Fan Qingyi's wrist was wrapped in cloth, and blood was faintly oozing out.

He was in a hurry when he just came out, and he didn't have time to use medicine on the road. Just wrapping the cloth can't completely stop the bleeding.

Qin Zhou thought, but his actions were faster than her brain. When she reacted, she had already pulled Fan Qingyi's hand over.

"It will be healed soon." Fan Qingyi saw that she was staring at her wound, and explained calmly.

Qin Zhou glanced at him, untied the cloth strips he had tied hastily, and said sullenly: "Don't be too nervous about that bastard. It's hard for ordinary people to get close to him unless he voluntarily follows him."

Qin Zhou knew the power of Scarlett Johansson very well. The other party must rely on coaxing rather than beating, otherwise there would be no movement.

When Fan Qingyi came through, it was just when the rebels were making threats, and she happened to miss the appearance of Scarlett Johansson, so she didn't understand what Qin Zhou said. She just thought she was comforting herself and didn't know what to say.

Qin Zhou took out a delicate little medicine bottle from his arms and kindly reminded: "It will be a little itchy, but the effect will be much faster than ordinary wound medicine."

"I'm a big man, I've gone through mountains of swords and seas of fire, and I'm still afraid of this?" Fan Qingyi joked, probably to ease the atmosphere.

Who knew Qin Zhou was serious? He raised his head and asked inquiringly, "So, who else have you climbed a mountain of swords and gone through a sea of ​​fire for?"

Fan Qingyi was stared at by her, and somehow felt a little guilty: "No, no."

He has never been for a single individual or a single family, but for the entire collective and the entire country.

Qin Zhou saw that he was so quick to defend himself, so he didn't say anything else and lowered his head to continue applying medicine to him.

But in a place where Fan Qingyi couldn't see, he laughed at himself.

What on earth was she thinking?

People climbed a mountain of swords, went through a sea of ​​fire, sacrificed their heads, and shed blood for others, why was she so anxious?

After bandaging Fan Qingyi's wound again and confirming that there was no problem, Qin Zhou let go of his hand.

Fan Qingyi wanted to thank him, but suddenly received a reminder from Huanbao.

"Come here, there are horses approaching." He pulled Qin Zhou behind him.

Soon, the two saw a man driving a carriage and stopped not far away.

"Let me go!"

A suppressed female voice came out from the carriage. Fan Qingyi and Qin Zhou looked at each other. This female voice was a little familiar.

A bloated man in his thirties got off the carriage with Mu Ning in his arms, showing a silver bullet smile: "Don't worry, I will love you well when I get to the place."

The driver saw this and smiled flatteringly: "Then Mr. Song, I will go back first?"

"Go back, go back, remember to hide it from my father, don't let him know that I came out." Mr. Song replied perfunctorily, and then looked down at the beauty in his arms impatiently.

"Don't worry, I will tell you that you are still studying in the school." The flatterer drove the car back with a smile.

Mr. Song?

Could it be the sixteen-year-old Mr. Song they knew?

Qin Zhou and Fan Qingyi looked at each other deeply again.