The fake personal guard (1)

"What are you guys doing? How dare you attack the commander of the southern region Army! Are you tired of living?"

xu tiance's eyes darkened, and his right hand was already on the hilt of his saber, blocking qin bei's front.

As long as these Miao people had any strange movements, his three-foot long saber would definitely be unsheathed!

"Stop!"

At this moment, an aged voice came from behind the crowd of Miao people. An old Miao person with a walking stick slowly walked over.

"old chief!"

When they saw the old man, the Miao clansmen opened up a path for the old man with a respectful attitude.

Seeing this, Xu tiance's hand slowly left the hilt.

"You're the chief of the miaojiang medical school? Let me ask you, why is your miaojiang medical school not willing to help and save my wife's life?" qin bei took a step forward and stared coldly at the old chief of the miao people.