The Prime Minister's delicate wife can control her husband

The masked man looked at Song Fengren and Manager Geng who came over, and then stared at Jing Yang.

Jingyang laughed, "You will always be losers!"

"It's not over yet." The man roared violently and rushed towards Jingyang with an axe in one hand and a sword in the other.

Manager Geng shouted from above, "Master, please let him live. The host... the host is injured."

Jingyang clenched the spear tightly and shook his wrist. The spear head made a buzzing sound and stabbed forward. The man's torso was pierced by the spear head and several skulls were bleeding!

The man approached Jingyang step by step like an emotionless killing robot.

Jing Yang frowned, grasped the spear and retreated to a safe position. The masked man saw Jing Yang retreating step by step, so he immediately turned around and rushed towards the position of the man who was sending the seam.

Manager Geng threw a powerful punch, and he took several steps back before he could steady himself. Then his arms kept shaking.

"Manager Geng!" Song Fengren stepped forward and asked with concern.

"Master... I'm fine." Manager Geng replied, then looked at him and said, "You're not dead yet!"

"How could I die? I'm alive and well." The man looked behind him with his eyes fixed on the back, then jumped up and reached out to grab Chen Yanjun who was leaning on Yuzhu.

Song Fengren swung out a long whip and wrapped it around the man's ankles. It took Manager Geng and her combined efforts to pull the man down.

"puff!"

The man stood up and patted his collar, stared at one of the two men, and took advantage of the man's unpreparedness to grab Song Fengren. When his palm was about to twist Song Fengren, Yang Yang stabbed Song Fengren from behind and shot directly through the man's palm, nailing him to the wooden stake behind him.

Jingyang shouted, "Everyone, disperse! You two, let Yuzhu lead the way to the inn. Only Madam can treat him now. The man in front of you has lost his mind, and you probably can't get any useful information from him."

The man looked at his pierced palm and took it off along the spear. Song Fengren and Chief Steward Geng were shocked by this scene. "He didn't feel any pain at all?"

"Well, he should have taken a secret medicine that can paralyze his nerves. We can only kill him after the effect of the medicine wears off." Jing Yang explained to them.

Several people carried Yan Sheng down the mountain. The beautiful lady from the small town at the foot of the mountain paced back and forth in the house, muttering anxiously: "Yan Sheng must be safe!"

Yan Qin saw the flustered Jiao Niang and asked, "Where are Yan Sheng and the others?"

"He...he just went out to do some business and won't be back for a while," Jiao Niang replied.

Yan Qin didn't believe Jiao Niang's words, and turned his head and asked, "Is it true?"

Jiao Niang did not answer, but heard Yuzhu's voice downstairs, "Madam, has Madam rested?"

Jiao Niang poked her head out from upstairs, "What's wrong Yuzhu?"

Even though it was very late at night, Jiao Niang could still see that his clothes were stained with blood. She immediately understood what he meant and hurried downstairs.

She went downstairs and asked softly, "Who's injured? Where's Yan Sheng? Where's Yuan Lu?"

"The host...the host is injured, Yuan...Yuanlu is sacrificed." Yuzhu replied.

Jiao Niang steadied herself and said, "Take me away!"

Yuzhu brought Jiaoniang to the restaurant in town. When she opened the door, she saw several doctors surrounding Yan Sheng for treatment. Jiaoniang asked, "How is the owner of the restaurant?"

In an era without photographs, Jiao Niang could only judge the severity of Yan Sheng's injuries through the doctor's diagnosis and treatment so that a better operation could be performed.

"All of my internal organs are damaged. I'm afraid... I'm afraid there's nothing I can do!"

After hearing what the doctor said, Jiao Niang's legs went limp and she fell into Song Fengren's arms. Song Fengren asked, "Maolan, do you have any ideas?"

"You can try but... I'm not very sure." Jiao Niang said gritting her teeth, and then looked at Yan Sheng's pale face.

Yan Sheng also looked at Jiao Niang, "Then don't hesitate to start the medical treatment, I believe in you."

Jiao Niang ordered the doctors to make Ma Fei San. One of the doctors replied, "Madam, I'm afraid it will take several hours to make the Ma Fei San that the doctor ordered. I'm afraid it's too late to go now."

"It's okay, you guys go and make it first!" Song Fengren said, then he took out a green bottle from his waist and told Jiao Niang, "This green bottle contains the secret medicine of the palace doctor Shang, you can use it first."

Jiao Niang took the green bottle and sniffed it, "Okay, then you wait outside!"

The whole building is guarded by the people from Zuiyanlou. Everyone is on high alert and ready for battle!

Yan Qin observed the group of people from a distance and felt something was wrong. "Did something happen to my brother?" She hurried back to her room to get the pills her father gave her before he left.

Jiao Niang took out a scalpel and clamps from the space, and Yan Sheng smiled and said, "I knew you were extraordinary."

Jiao Niang did not answer him. She took out the syringe, drew the medicine inside and injected it into Yan Sheng's arm. After a while, Yan Sheng fell into a coma.

The beautiful lady is ready to fight against the god of death!

On the top of the hill, Jing Yang and the man were fighting fiercely. As the effect of the drug wore off, the man gradually felt the pain. Jing Yang found the right moment and pulled out the dagger from his waist and slashed at the man's neck. The man took advantage of the effect of the drug to grab the dagger with one hand and stabbed Jing Yang with the backhand!

"Damn it, this is really difficult to deal with!" Jing Yang was also annoyed by this guy.

“Humph!” Seeing that the drug was about to wear off, the man began to plan his escape route. Jing Yang saw through his thoughts at a glance, “Want to leave? That’s not that easy!”

Jing Yang picked up the spear on the ground. Every time the man moved, the spear would get closer to him! Until he forced the man to the cliff.

"How many secrets do you have about Zhou Tong that we don't know?" Jing Yang asked.

"Haha! It seems that you know that His Highness Zhou Tong is still alive?" The man laughed wildly, "As for secrets! Here, they are not secrets, they can only be facts!"

Seeing that he couldn't escape, the man said to Jing Yang: "I'll trade a secret with you, what do you think?"

Jing Yang smiled with his eyes wide open, holding the green bottle in his hand, "Are you qualified to negotiate with me? You will always speak up."

A bullet pierced the man's chest, nailing him to the ground with only one breath left, and poured the secret medicine into his mouth.

The man looked pale but his consciousness was normal. He smiled and said, "I have been in Zhou country for so many years, don't I know this? No matter how many potions you have, they will be useless to me!"

Jingyang didn't believe it and took out a few more green bottles, but the man still had no reaction after drinking!

"It's useless for me to say this. We have all gone through desensitization training. You are not a threat to me!"

Seeing Jing Yang's unbelieving look, "The man continued! What do you think about what I said? As long as you let me go, I will tell you this secret."

Jingyang hesitated: "You speak first!"

When the man was about to speak, he was shot in the chest by an arrow from a distance!

"Who is it?" Jing Yang yelled and looked into the distance.