General Qin was so angry that he almost spat out blood. He pounded the bed and shouted, "Come here, beat this bitch out for me."
Several people came in immediately. Qin Zhou hesitated for a moment, but finally stepped back, which was considered as his agreement.
Zi'an sneered, "No need, I'll go by myself."
After saying that, she picked up the needle and threw it on the ground, thus wasting the needle.
But how could General Qin let her go on her own? He waved his hand and ordered his men to take action.
Zi'an's face was cold and her eyes were filled with rage. She gently reached out and stroked Scarface. When the guards approached her, she did not retreat but took a step forward.
Qin Zhou looked at her and saw her sneer. The moment the guards made their move, the scar rope in her hand flew out quickly, swung a graceful arc in the air, and then flew towards the guards.
Qin Zhou was originally very curious about this unprepossessing rope, and now he was even more shocked to see that Scar Rope had indeed flown out by himself.
Scar Rope shuttled among several guards like a swimming dragon, extremely flexible. The guards could not get close to Xia Zian at all and were constantly entangled by Scar Rope.
Qin Zhou's heart moved, he drew his sword and pointed it at Zi'an, the sword energy was sharp.
Zi'an didn't dodge or evade, but just smiled grimly. When Qin Zhou saw her smile, he knew he was going to suffer a loss.
Sure enough, the scar rope that was originally wrapped around the guard was instantly wrapped around her sword and all the way around her wrist.
Instead, she calmed down because her sword was made of black iron from the Western Regions. It was extremely sharp and could cut through iron like mud. Not to mention a rope, even an iron chain would be cut immediately.
She shook her wrist, concentrated her mind and energy, and channeled the energy inside into the sword tip. Then she smiled wickedly and waited to see the Scar Rope break into pieces.
Only a few metallic clangs were heard, and the Scar Rope flew up and wrapped around Zi'an's arm, but the end of the rope stood up, like an imposing snake head, glaring at the guards and Qin Zhou.
Qin Zhou looked at his sword and felt heartbroken.
The sharp sword that was glowing with cold light turned into a comb. Its shape was very beautiful and the teeth were neatly distributed, like a deliberately made handicraft.
There were several pieces of broken cold iron on the ground, emitting a faint green light.
Everyone was shocked. The origin of this sword was extraordinary. When the Northern Desert Emperor Taizu founded the Northern Desert, he passed through the Western Regions and was given a gift by a famous craftsman from the Western Regions. Later, he used this sword to kill the Great Dan army at that time and conquered the world.
During the reign of Emperor Kang, this sword was given to General Qin, who then gave it to Qin Zhou.
But now it has turned into a black iron comb.
Qin Zhou's heart was really aching, she loved this sword so much. Beauties love red makeup, heroes love swords, but she was not a beauty, she only loved swords.
Zi'an picked up the fragment of black iron on the ground and handed it to Qin Zhou, saying innocently, "I'll give it back to you. Take it to the blacksmith and ask him to melt it and forge it. Although it may not be restored to its original shape, I have the Scar Rope and you have the Scar Sword, which is not bad either."
Qin Zhou stared at her, his eyes blazing with anger, "You..."
"I'm leaving!" Zi'an was very happy. Seeing Qin Zhou's tentative move, she calmed down instead. At least she was not indifferent.
Zi'an strode away, ignoring the anger of Qin Zhou and General Qin.
Qin Zhou was silent for a moment, then rushed out and stopped Zi'an.
"You know you can't stop me." Zi'an raised his eyebrows.
Qin Zhou held his breath and said, "Heal the disease first!"
"I am a person of the Great Zhou, not a dog of the Great Zhou!" Obviously, Zi'an still cares about the old general's words.
Qin Zhou narrowed his eyes and said humbly, "Yes, obviously you are a human, not a dog."
Zi'an curled his lips, "Qin Zhou, I can treat your grandfather, but I want to talk to you first."
"No, cure the disease first!" Qin Zhou insisted.
"Goodbye!" Zi'an turned around and strode away again.
Zi'an heard an almost inaudible sigh, and then Qin Zhou said, "Go to my room!"
Zi'an smiled and slowly turned back to look at her, "General, please lead the way!"
General Qin roared from inside, "Don't be fooled by her. There are no good people in the Great Zhou!"
Zi'an's starry eyes condensed, "I really want to sew his mouth shut."
Qin Zhou glanced at her and said nothing, but his expression softened a little.
Qin Zhou led Zi'an out of the courtyard gate, turned left and went up the corridor. Feeling more relaxed, Zi'an looked at the scenery around him.
There were almost no flowers in the garden, only tall sycamore trees. There were few pavilions or towers to be seen. Only if you looked far away could you see a rockery and a pavilion in the distance.
The buildings here are magnificent, with glazed tiles stacked up layer upon layer and arranged in an orderly manner, yet they give people a rigid feeling.
After walking for about three minutes, they arrived in front of a courtyard. Qin Zhou pushed the door and said, "Come in!"
Zi'an followed him in and saw a huge martial arts training ground. Eighteen kinds of martial arts were displayed in front of the corridor. There were no flowers or trees, and it seemed as if there were cold swords everywhere.
Crossing the courtyard, we entered the hall, where all the furniture was made of mahogany, in a very traditional style. A sword was hung diagonally on the wall behind the armchair facing the door, and a cushion was placed on the armchair. The rest of the chairs were placed in two rows in an orderly manner.
"Sit down!" Qin Zhou raised his hand lightly and took the lead in sitting on the armchair.
Zi'an also sat down without hesitation and looked up at her.
Qin Zhou sat very straight, her features were clear, distinct, and angular, her thick eyebrows were like swords, slightly raised. Years of experience on the battlefield had dyed her skin the color of the sun. In addition, she was wearing a robe and a crown and jade belt like a man, which made Zi'an have the illusion that she was a man.
However, this is just an illusion, because she has no Adam's apple, Qin Zhou is a real woman.
"What do you want to tell me?" Qin Zhou asked in a clear voice.
Zi'an restrained his expression, and the smug smile on his face disappeared. He said seriously, "I came from Wolf Tail Mountain. The people in the wooden village have already evacuated. Did you know that?"
Qin Zhou was slightly startled. "Evacuate? Why evacuate? Aren't there still patients? Where are you evacuating to? Wolf Tail Mountain?"
"Yes, we moved to Wolf Tail Mountain because it is hidden there. I came to you and revealed everyone's whereabouts. It was actually very risky because I didn't know if you would help us. If you leaked the whereabouts of the people in Muzhai to Cao Ji, the people would be in danger."
"What the hell are you talking about?" Qin Zhou was stunned for a moment, his eyes reflecting anger under his black hair, "Cao Ji is now ordered to resettle the victims, but you are taking them away, what's the reason? What else do you want to stir up? You shrew, why are you so unreasonable?"
Zi'an said coldly, "Yes, I gave up my job as a princess and came to your Northern Desert to cause trouble. I also took the people to escape to the wilderness to starve. Tell me, what reason do I have for doing this?"
(End of this chapter)