Yang Su had white hair. After a night of torture, her hair had lost its energy and became pale and dry. She seemed to have become ten years older that night.

Yang Guang has no way of doing things, no morning court.

The tired Yang Su leaned against the bedside for a while and took a rest.

Yang Xuangan's martial arts have been wiped out, and his body of qi and blood have flowed half. It is precisely because of the lost half of the blood that Yang Xuangan can come over and be sleeping in the bed in a daze.

The Prime Minister's Mansion has been quiet until now, and the servants are also sleeping in shifts. The housekeeper is receiving guests outside. The entire Prime Minister's Mansion is full of Qiluo soldiers to protect.

But just after Yang Su fell asleep for a while, he heard Qi Luo soldiers coming in panic and shouted in front of Yang Su, "Prince, it's not good. Taoist Master Huanwangzi lost too much blood last night and had already gone."

"What?"

Yang Su, who had just fallen asleep, felt her scalp numb. She had just settled her son, why did Huan Wangzi die? You should know that Huan Wangzi is also a famous figure in the world. She is born in a daze, and she seems to be inappropriate and has strength. She is also the most important right-hand man in his mansion. She is responsible for repairing the Tianjian. Why is it suddenly gone now?

"How did Huan Wangzi die?"

Yang Su's body emitted a wolfish aura, and his eyes were bloodthirsty!

Who sneaked into the mansion? Made a mess in his mansion?

"Lost...excessive blood loss..."

Qi Luobing quickly responded and said, "It was last night when Mr. Zhu and Senior Huan Wangzi had a conflict in Li Jing's courtyard. Senior Huan Wangzi was hit by Mr. Zhu, and then both of them mistakenly took poison and fought all night. When Mr. Zhu woke up this morning, Senior Huan Wangzi's body had already stiffened."

This was the tragedy that Li Jing discovered only after returning to the yard after dawn.

"It's... I'm taking aphrodisiacs by mistake."

Yang Su sat upright on the chair and keenly noticed something wrong. His son Yang Xuangan was already full of doubts about his affairs. Now another Huanwangzi died by taking poison. Someone must be behind this!

"...Ah, it's also time for Brother Huanwangzi to die!"

Yang Suhu's eyes were filled with tears, and sighed, "Mr. Zhu had an operation and would die without any human action on this road. Brother Huanwangzi is really brave. He stayed with him for a night. If Brother Huanwangzi was wrong, he might have survived."

There are two reasons for Huan Wangzi's death. One is that after the Crushing Dream Knife slashed, the wound on his body could not recover and he continued to bleed. The other is, as Yang Su said, Zhu Jun who had undergone surgery was very terrible, and Huan Wangzi did not have the ability to deal with Zhu Jun.

Huanwangzi is dead, and Yang Su cannot avenge him because Zhu Jun is of great use, which is related to his Yang family's inheritance.

"Send the order to bury Brother Huanwangzi and ask the Taoist priest to come and live for forty-nine days."

Yang Su passed the order in grief.

Qiluo soldiers responded.

After his son was destroyed and his left and right arm was missing, Yang Su sat in the room and was empty. Then, after a while, Zhu Jun, who had put on his clothes, paused step by step and walked in front of Yang Su to take the blame. He was ashamed that he accidentally let Huan Wangzi die last night.

"Brother Huanwangzi is here to go, and he should have this disaster."

Yang Suqiang calmed down and said, "You clean up and prepare to perform surgery on my son. Now he has lost too much blood and is still in a coma, but my son's constitution can wake up at noon. Eat some things that replenish blood and strengthen aphrodisiacs and improve quickly. I hope this surgery will be faster..."

What happened last night made Yang Su feel that someone was targeting the Yang family.

"yes!"

Zhu Jun's face turned pale and said, "I'll go and prepare for the elephant whip now. When Mr. Yang recovers, he will install it."

"Go down, go down..."

Yang Su waved his hand and sat in the room and sighed.

I hope this will continue the roots of my son.

The Prime Minister's Mansion.

Wang Ji sat there to fry the medicine, processed various Chinese medicines according to the recipe on the folk remedy, and placed them in the sun. He sat on the corridor and looked at Changsun Wugui on one side.

"What exactly is the medicine you made for?"

Changsun Wugui first moved to Wang Ji's side, and then felt something was wrong, so he sat a little further away from Wang Ji before talking to Wang Ji.

When asked about this, Changsun Wugui just felt that Wang Ji didn't seem to be giving the medicine to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Treat the dolls."

Wang Ji stared at Changsun Wugui for a while before saying, "It is said that some couples cannot have babies all year round together. As long as they take this medicine, they can give birth to babies soon."

"ah!"

Changsun Wugui suddenly felt embarrassed.

"Ha ha."

Wang Ji thought this girl was cute and cute.

"Shimin!"

Changsun Wuji was about to go out, and he felt uncomfortable when he saw this. He was happy to see "Li Shimin" and his sister got married, but the two of them couldn't fall in love in front of him. He was unhappy, so he shouted, "Shimin, I'm going to go inside the Wanyuan to choose the ingredients for cooking today. If you have nothing to do, why not go with me."

Changsun Wuji is now responsible for diet therapy soups. He castrated donkeys and horses every day, treated them through medicinal diets, and then sent them to the Yang family’s father and son.

"I'm going too!"

Changsun Wugui stood up all of a sudden.

"this……"

When Changsun Wuji saw his sister, he smacked his lips and said, "Guanyin maid, this is too bloody to go to the park and is not suitable for your daughter's house."

It was castrated animals inside. How could his pure sister see this?

"As you are here to wait."

Wang Ji told Changsun Wugui: "When encountering danger, you should send a message to me..."

After giving Changsun Wugui a few words, Changsun Wugui refused to stubbornly talk to Wang Ji and stayed honestly in the courtyard.

This obedient look made Changsun Wuji even more unhappy.

Wang Ji and Changsun Wuji went out together and headed towards the beast garden.

At present, Yang Guang is no longer in charge of the matter. He is addicted to alcohol and sex, and secretly practices the demon skills. The power of the world falls into the hands of three people, namely Yang Su, Yu Wen Shu, and Li Yuan. As the prime minister, Yang Su, under one person and above ten thousand people, under Yang Guang's intentional indulgence, he is arbitrary and greedy. Now there are everything in the prime minister's mansion, and there are also everything in the palace. In other courtyards, there are also special beast gardens, where rare beasts and rare animals are placed. Wang Ji came here once before and saw giant pandas here...

This time, he came here with Changsun Wuji and was teasing the animals. Wang Ji saw Zhu Jun with a Dream Breaking Sword hanging around his waist.

At this time, Zhu Jun was looking at the elephant in the yard, looking straight under the elephant, and the elephants were rushing one after another, sorry.

"Hey, the road to enemies is narrow."

After seeing Zhu Jun, Changsun Wuji couldn't help but shout loudly.

In Changsun Wuji's opinion, he and Wang Ji came here to treat Yang Xuangan, and Zhu Jun also came to treat Yang Xuangan. In this regard, the two groups of people were just colleagues and enemies. Now Changsun Wuji was unhappy. When he saw Zhu Jun, he felt disgusting and started to provoke trouble on the spot, wanting to quarrel and scold people.

Zhu Jun turned around with a cold face, looked at Wang Ji and Changsun Wuji for a while, and reached out to hold the elephant and prepared to leave.

Now he is injured later and has difficulty moving, so he doesn't want to have a conflict with Wang Ji.

"stop!"

Changsun Wuji was originally angry, but now he looked at Zhu Jun with a cold face and turned around and left, which made Changsun Wuji stop him again.

"There is only this male elephant in the whole yard. Do you want to use this male elephant as a medicine guide."

Changsun Wuji reached out and held the elephant, saying, "No, I want to stew the soup of this elephant."

They came here to have other important things, but before leaving, Changsun Wuji wanted to earn a bounty.

"You are really looking for death..."

When he heard the word "stewing soup", Zhu Jun couldn't help but mocked, "You don't even know where the disease is. You are just making up for the numbers here?"

Yang Xuangan's illness is not about remedies, but about continuation. Only Zhu Jun has mastered this continuation method. Therefore, before Yang Xuangan recovers, Yang Su must rely on him. Now Wang Ji and this person dare to block his path, and he is simply seeking death.

"Then tell me what kind of disease is Mr. Yang!"

Changsun Wuji further forced Zhu Jun.

"Haha...I tell you, you will die."

With his hand pulling the elephant, Zhu Jun planned to leave directly. When he was about to step, Zhu Jun said coldly again: "But even if you don't tell me, you will never be able to walk out of the Prime Minister's Mansion alive..."

Give you some threats and some pressure.

Zhu Jun now has a great advantage, with the resources of the entire Prime Minister's Mansion for him to mobilize, and Wang Ji is just a worker under his command...

"Bang!"

Wang Ji reached out to Zhu Jun's head and twitched it. In his technique, he secretly adapted to the routine of the Nine Yin Divine Claws. He blocked the direction of Zhu Jun's forehead when he made a move. At the same time, his other hand had already stepped forward and pressed Zhu Jun's dream-breaking sword in his hand with one hand.

As soon as he was slapped on his head, Zhu Jun was about to fight back, and he felt a numbness on his waist. It was Changsun Wuji who had already touched the acupoint, and then his fists and feet fell on Zhu Jun.

After a night of hard work, Zhu Jun's physical fitness has been almost exhausted, and he has more skills than his sword. Now he has been charged one after another, and he is left with the only way to be beaten.

"There is not strong enough, there is a lot of nonsense!"

Changsun Wuji pulled out a long knife on Zhu Jun's waist, castrated the elephant with one knife, and reached out to hold the elephant's long whip. The fishy blood dripped on Zhu Jun's face and said, "Tell you, I want this long whip, and I'll stew the soup to Mr. Yang later! See if it's my Fang Hao or your Fang Ling!"

"you……"

Zhu Jun was about to speak, Wang Ji pointed his mute hole, reached out and stuffed him into the rockery, and arranged it for a little, so that Zhu Jun could not get out for a while.

Changsun Wuji is by his side, and Wang Ji is not good at killing him.

I've let you go twice, it's really cheap for you...

"Let's go, let's stew the soup for Yang Xuangan!"
Chapter completed!