The delicate boy I picked up after traveling through the book is a big devil

Ji Xinglang saw the irony in Song Yu's expression, but he didn't mind. He said, "I know you're not Lu Shangbai's sister. What's your real name?"

Song Yu asked in return: "What is my name? Does it still have any meaning now?"

Ji Xinglang said, "You are my wife in the future anyway, but you don't even know your wife's name. How can this be ridiculous?"

Song Yu kept silent. Ji Xinglang looked at her, suddenly smiled awkwardly, and then clapped his hands.

The square was in commotion. Song Yu looked over and suddenly became excited: "What are you going to do? Ji Xinglang, you said you would let them go."

Ji Xinglang said, "Of course, I won't take their lives, but how can a party be without fun?"

After saying that, he waved his hand, and several of his men brought up three wooden stakes. They tied the girls to the stakes and blindfolded them.

Then someone placed an orange on the stake.

Song Yu saw someone next to him drawing a bow and raising an arrow, as if he was going to shoot at the orange hanging above his head.

Song Yu's heart was in her throat. She turned around and scolded Ji Xinglang: "You are taking human life lightly."

Ji Xinglang seemed to have heard something extremely ridiculous, and he fell down laughing on his chair: "Hahahaha, isn't that what we bandits do?"

As he spoke, the man drawing the bow had already drawn the bowstring to its full length.

Song Yu leaned forward in shock, but Ji Xinglang pulled him back. He said casually, "Don't underestimate my men."

Song Yu couldn't break free and was forced to watch a bandit version of darts, which were flying arrows.

Song Yu glanced at everyone present. Everyone had a smile on their face, as if what was happening in front of them was no big deal at all.

They drank heartily, ate meat and drank wine with big mouthfuls.

"Okay, we've seen enough of the excitement, it's time to move on to the most important part." Ji Xinglang suddenly stood up and said.

Before Song Yu could react, he was picked up by him.

Song Yu subconsciously grabbed his shoulders.

There was another round of jeers from the audience: "Ho ho ho!"

Song Yu wanted to struggle, but Ji Xinglang said, "If you struggle again, I don't mind. I'll stay here."

Song Yu was so frightened that his body stiffened.

Ji Xinglang carried her back to the room and threw her on the bed.

Song Yu immediately crawled to the end of the bed and huddled in the bed: "Don't come over here."

Ji Xinglang approached Song Yu step by step with a smile on his face.

Song Yu's face was visibly panicked: "Don't come over here, I will make you regret it."

"Regret? What are you regretting? Madam, just follow me from now on. I will never treat you unfairly." Ji Xinglang said as he approached.

Song Yu said, "You won't treat me badly by using the dirty money you stole?"

Ji Xinglang sneered when he heard her words: "Dirty money, haha, when you are starving to death, you will fish out a penny that falls into the stinky ditch without hesitation, because that can buy half a bun."

Song Yu said, "You were a pitiful person before. Why do you persecute innocent people when you have suffered so much?"

"Innocent people? What do you mean by innocent?" Ji Xinglang's face darkened. "The law of the jungle prevails."

Song Yu retorted: "You are stronger than them, so you bully them, but if one day someone stronger than you appears, will you let him bully you?"

"If there is such a person, come on. Life and death are determined by fate, and I accept it." Ji Xinglang said.

Song Yu stared into his eyes and said slowly: "Just admit it."

Ji Xinglang still didn't understand what Song Yu meant by this. He wanted to move forward, but he staggered after taking just one step.

The scene before my eyes seemed distorted, and I felt dizzy.

He immediately took action to block the Seven Classics and Eighth Acupoints on his body, but it seemed too late.

Seeing this, Song Yu slowly got down from the other side of the bed.

"Stop, what did you do to me?" Ji Xinglang was still holding on.

Song Yu stopped and stood not far from him. Looking at his current appearance, he said, "Poisoning? Didn't you know about it a long time ago?"

"No, it's impossible. You have no chance at all." Ji Xinglang was already lying on the ground.

His mouth was the only part of his body that could move. At this moment, his mind was spinning.

Song Yu said, "Are you talking about the poison powder Ergou gave you? Those were just ordinary drugs. It was expected that you took them."

"How did you do it?" Ji Xinglang asked.

Song Yu said, "Softening powder plus Datura pollen. Oh, those trumpet-like flowers at the entrance of the village. Grinding them into powder is a very good hallucinogen. I sprinkled it into the candle."

"Ergou, it's him..." Ji Xinglang's eyes were bloodshot.

Song Yu said, "He just doesn't want to be a bandit all his life."

After saying that, he left the room without paying any more attention to Ji Xinglang.

As soon as she went out, she ran into Su He who was looking for her.

"Ayu, are you okay?" Su He grabbed Song Yu and looked her up and down.

Song Yu said, "I'm fine. How are the people outside?"

Su He said, "They were all poisoned to some extent."

Song Yu nodded: "That's good." After she finished speaking, she saw Su He about to enter the room: "What are you doing?" She grabbed Su He.

Su He said, "Ji Xinglang."

Song Yu said, "Don't worry about him, let's go first." Then he pulled Su He and quickly left the yard.

The bandits were lying in all directions in the square, foaming at the mouth and unconscious.

"Miss Lu." Ergou, accompanied by several girls, met up with Song Yu.

Song Yu didn't have time to correct his address and asked, "Is everyone here?"

Ergou said, "Except for the few people they killed, everyone is here."

When Song Yu heard this, his eyes flickered and he said, "Let's go. It's better to go down the mountain first before we talk about it."

Ergou nodded and organized everyone to run to the village gate.

The night was very quiet, and only the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard.

As soon as everyone walked out of the village gate, they heard the sound of breaking air behind them.

"Bang!" The stone thrown by Su He blocked the flying hidden weapon.

Everyone was shocked and looked back, only to see Ji Xinglang holding a sword and chasing after them with one of his men.

"How come it's so fast?" Song Yu was surprised. The dosage of medicine she gave was enough to make an adult man sleep for a whole day and night.

Why did Ji Xinglang recover so quickly? Moreover, he had improved the formula. Not only would it make people sleepy, it would also damage their brain nerves. Even if they woke up, they might still suffer from dementia.

Could it be because of the martial arts in this era? I heard that people with martial arts skills have internal strength, and people with strong internal strength seem to be able to force out toxins from the body.

"You go first." Su He stood in front of everyone.

"Leave? Today, none of you can leave." The man behind Ji Xinglang spoke.

Song Yu remembered him. He was the man who greeted them at the village gate and was the second in command of the village.