The Cold-Faced God of War's Favored Concubine Is Not to Be Tried

In the space, Feng Yanan finally breathed a sigh of relief. She put her hands on her chest, feeling her heart beating wildly. Her face was pale, but her eyes were shining with determination.

The secret guards including Ming Liu were completely stunned. They watched Feng Yanan disappear under the prince's hand, their hearts filled with astonishment and confusion. They looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"This...what's going on?" Ming Liu couldn't help but ask, his voice full of confusion and worry.

The other secret guards also shook their heads, saying they didn't know what happened. They just thought that the prince had used some mysterious means to make Feng Yanan disappear.

"The prince...how could he let Miss Feng disappear?" a secret guard whispered, with a hint of fear in his voice.

Ming Liu was silent for a moment, then said firmly: "The prince has completely lost his mind now, we must fight to the death to delay until the prince wakes up!"

The secret guards nodded one after another, their hearts filled with worry and uneasiness. They knew that if the prince woke up and knew that he had made Miss Feng disappear, the consequences would be unimaginable. The prince would definitely blame himself, and they, the secret guards, would also be to blame.

Yan Lingxiao watched Feng Yanan in his hand suddenly disappear. A rage instantly burned in his chest, and he became more violent and crazy. His eyes were red, as if they were about to spit fire.

He turned around abruptly and faced the secret guards in front of him, every cell in his body filled with violent power.

Like a tiger descending from a mountain, he rushed towards the nearest secret guard and punched him hard. The secret guard had no time to react before he was hit by his powerful force. He flew out like a kite with a broken string, fell heavily to the ground, and lost consciousness.

The other secret guards retreated in fear upon seeing this, but Yan Lingxiao continued to attack without mercy. His movements were swift and violent, and every punch and kick was filled with powerful force, which made people tremble with fear.

Although the secret guards were all well-trained masters, they seemed so powerless in front of the irrational Yan Lingxiao. They could only dodge passively, but no matter how they dodged, they could not completely avoid Yan Lingxiao's attacks.

For a moment, the whole room was filled with a violent atmosphere. Yan Lingxiao's attack was as fierce as a storm, making it impossible for anyone to get close. The secret guards fell one by one, but their fall did not stop Yan Lingxiao's attack, but made him even crazier.

He moved and appeared in front of Ming Liu in an instant like lightning. His eyes were red and burning with anger, and his whole aura was full of violence and danger.

Seeing this, Ming Liu's face changed slightly. He knew that Yan Lingxiao had lost his mind and became extremely dangerous. He quickly adjusted his state and prepared to deal with Yan Lingxiao's attack.

Yan Lingxiao suddenly threw a punch at Ming Liu, the wind from his fist was so fierce that it seemed to tear the air apart. Ming Liu reacted quickly, dodging the punch by leaning sideways, and at the same time slapped out with his palm, colliding with Yan Lingxiao's fist.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, the air between the two of them seemed to tremble. Ming Liu felt a huge force coming, and he had to step back a few steps to relieve the force.

However, Yan Lingxiao's attack did not stop. He immediately kicked out again, aiming directly at Ming Liu's chest. Ming Liu's eyes focused, and he crossed his hands in front of his chest, resisting the kick.

"Bang!" With a dull sound, Ming Liu was kicked back several steps, and felt a dull pain in his chest.

The fight between the two became more and more intense, with punches hitting flesh and kicks flying. Although Ming Liu was quite powerful, he seemed to be struggling in front of Yan Lingxiao who had lost his mind. He kept dodging and counterattacking, trying to find Yan Lingxiao's flaws.

However, Yan Lingxiao's attacks were continuous like a violent storm, leaving Ming Liu with no chance at all. He could only fight Yan Lingxiao with all his strength. No matter what, he just had to delay until the prince woke up.

As time went by, Ming Liu gradually felt powerless. He knew that this was not a solution and he had to find a way to subdue Yan Lingxiao. So, he took a deep breath and prepared to launch his strongest attack.

He suddenly jumped up, gathered his powerful internal strength in his hands, and smashed it hard towards Yan Lingxiao's head. He poured all his strength into this attack, hoping to subdue him in one fell swoop.

However, just as his attack was about to land, Yan Lingxiao suddenly disappeared from his original position and appeared behind him. Ming Liu was startled, but it was too late to react.

Yan Lingxiao punched Ming Liu hard on the back. Ming Liu suddenly felt a huge force and flew out like a kite with a broken string and fell heavily to the ground.

This attack completely deprived Ming Liu of his fighting power. He lay on the ground, gushing out blood. He looked at Yan Lingxiao with worry in his eyes: "Prince...Prince! Wake up!" Yan Lingxiao approached step by step. His eyes were red, and he had not recovered from his violent state at all.

"It should... end like this." Ming Liu thought bitterly. He had served Prince Yan Lingxiao all his life, and he knew that he was just a small guard beside Yan Lingxiao, and his life was worthless. However, at this moment, he was not worried about his own life or death, but was more concerned about Yan Lingxiao's future.

His life was worthless, and it was worth dying at the hands of the prince. But he knew that when the prince woke up and faced such a cruel self, he would definitely have a hard time for the rest of his life!

"Your Highness... You can't do this." Ming Liu used up his last bit of strength and spoke with difficulty. Although his voice was weak, it was full of determination and persistence.

He struggled to stand up and tried to persuade Yan Lingxiao again. However, his body was no longer under his control and he could only lie on the ground and watch Yan Lingxiao struggling violently.

"My Lord... you must wake up..." Ming Liu prayed silently in his heart. He hoped that Yan Lingxiao could hear his voice, and that he could recover from his fury as soon as possible and become the wise and powerful Lord again.

However, Yan Lingxiao still walked slowly towards him. He could only lie on the ground silently, waiting for the judgment of fate.

Just when Ming Liu thought he was about to die under Yan Lingxiao's rage, a beautiful figure flashed in his sight like lightning. It was Feng Yanan, who was agile and graceful, with a white dress fluttering in the wind, looking both heroic and beautiful.