Reborn group favorite: The prince and I are enemies

The guards immediately gathered around.

Mr. Feng pointed at the pond and said angrily: "Drag these two mean-mouthed girls out and beat them to death with sticks!"

The guard was shocked, but he didn't dare to disobey him and jumped into the pond to drag him away.

The two little girls were so frightened that the things in their hands fell into the pond.

They cried and shouted: "Master Prime Minister, please spare your life! I will never dare to do this again! I will never dare to do this again!"

The guards obviously didn't expect Mr. Feng to give such an order. They still couldn't believe it. After dragging the two little girls out, they looked at Mr. Feng inquiringly: "Master Xiang..."

Mr. Feng's face was as cold as ice, and his eyes burst out with a cold light: "The truth is that I will be beaten to death with sticks. Are you deaf?"

After receiving the confirmed order, the guard dragged the person down regardless of how the two little girls wailed.

"Wait a minute." Mr. Feng's voice sounded. The little girl looked at Mr. Feng in surprise as if she had received an amnesty.

As a result, he received a cold and heartless sentence: "Fight here, and the truth will personally supervise the punishment."

The guard was very surprised, but did not dare to disobey the order.

He directly stuffed the little girl's mouth with a piece of cloth and beat the little girl on the body with a big stick in front of Mr. Feng.

Flesh was torn apart, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

In just a few moments, the two little girls died on the spot, and their blood splashed red on the green leaves.

Mr. Feng looked at this scene expressionlessly, and the painful and desperate groan seemed to give him an indescribable sense of pleasure.

No one noticed the eyes that were redder than blood.

Including Mr. Feng himself.

After the two little girls were completely dead, Mr. Feng frowned and suddenly ran away.

The guards looked at each other, not knowing what this meant, so they had no choice but to clean up the shocking scene.

Back in the house, Mr. Feng gasped for air and shouted: "Come here!"

The servant came in immediately. Seeing his eyes split open and the veins on his forehead bulging, he asked in a trembling voice: "Prime Minister, what's wrong with you?"

Mr. Feng said: "Go quickly and ask the chief of Baili Mountain to come over. Go quickly!"

The servant hurriedly went to do it.

Mr. Feng fell down on the chair, holding his head in his hands, looking weak and depressed.

what happened to him?

After a while, Baili Wuxiang was invited over. He didn't even fasten his belt, and it was obvious that he was in a hurry.

Seeing Mr. Feng's appearance, he was also startled. He quickly put his hand on Mr. Feng's pulse, his expression becoming more and more solemn.

He asked: "What are the symptoms?"

Mr. Feng said tiredly: "I've had nightmares for the past two nights. Just now...just now I couldn't control my emotions at all. I wanted to see blood and kill. It seemed like I was no longer myself."

Baili Wuxiang said seriously: "The situation is not optimistic. If you hadn't called me here in time, if the situation continued to deteriorate, you would have gone crazy."

Mr. Feng frowned: "It's not like practicing martial arts. How did you get so obsessed?"

Baili Wuxiang also frowned: "Of course he has fallen into the inner demon. It's like being possessed by a poison, but I'm not sure what kind of poison it is. It's a pity that Miss Lingling is not here."

"Gu?" Mr. Feng was enlightened in an instant, "Di Shitian has a red ginger by his side, so Miss Lingling also followed His Highness and his party to Izumo, but now I have been poisoned. It seems like..."

Baili Wuxiang replied: "It's like a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain."

Mr. Feng looked solemn and asked: "What will happen if you become possessed by the inner demon?"

Baili Wuxiang replied slowly: "Judging from your pulse, if you fall into the inner demon, you will become a madman, just like your brother Di Shitian."

Mr. Feng pondered for a moment and asked: "Is there a possibility that Feng Xia was also possessed by the evil spirit and became the madman he is today?"

Baili Wuxiang said: "It's possible. What did you see in your dream?"

Mr. Feng seemed a little afraid to remember, and after a while he said softly: "The guilt for Su Yun, and the fear of losing Xiao Qian."

Baili Wuxiang said: "Someone uses Gu to use your inner weakness to lure you into a demon. It is possible to use this method on Emperor Shitian."

"Di Shitian's weakness is his persistence in being abandoned, so what he wants to do after going crazy is nothing more than to prove that he is useful and should not be abandoned."

At this point, Baili Wuxiang denied the previous speculation: "But if this is really the case, then there is a bigger black hand behind it controlling everything."

"Thinking about it this way, it's a bit impossible. Who would be so bored as to do such a thing? I can't figure out his purpose and motivation at all."

"Besides, both Master Qingchen and the fortune teller have said that Emperor Shitian is a natural disaster star, so the most likely thing is that the use of poison to lure you into the devil is entirely the backhand of Emperor Shitianliu."

"You see, His Highness and the girl are not here now. The only important ministers in the court that His Majesty can completely trust and rely on are you and that boy Ming Yong. If something goes wrong with you, won't there be something wrong with the government?"

Mr. Feng's eyes flashed, and he did not continue the topic after all. He seemed to agree with Baili Wuxiang's opinion, but he seemed to have other concerns.

Even if you are Baili Wuxiang, you can't understand his thoughts.

He asked: "What kind of voodoo do I have? Can it be solved?"

Baili Wuxiang shook his head: "I don't even know what this is, and I don't dare to explain it to you, but I can use needles to stabilize your condition and ensure that you don't go crazy for a while."

"But this is just a temporary measure, and the most important thing is you. Since this Gu is using your inner demons to cause trouble, if you can't control your own inner demons, then even if Miss Lingling is here, she may not be able to help you."

Mr. Feng sighed: "You need to stabilize the situation first. As for other things, we can only take it one step at a time."

Baili Wuxiang took out the silver needle and said, "It hurts a little, please bear with it."

Mr. Feng straightened his spine and said indifferently: "It's okay, I can bear it."

Baili Wuxiang immediately applied the acupuncture to Mr. Feng. During the whole process, Mr. Feng did not make a sound, but the cold sweat on his forehead showed how difficult it was for him.

Finally, Baili Wuxiang warned him: "No matter what you see in your dream, remember that it is an illusion. Don't believe it."

"Once you are controlled by dreams, the techniques I use on you at this time will immediately come back to bite you, and you will suffer the pain of thousands of arrows piercing your heart."

Mr. Feng nodded solemnly: "Thank you."

Baili Wuxiang collected the medicine box: "I'm busy with a lot of things over there, so I won't stay any longer. If anything happens, be sure to ask someone to tell me."

Mr. Feng nodded: "Okay."

After Baili Wuxiang left, Mr. Feng got up to take a bath.

Since he knew that everything in the dream was false, he felt much better that day.

In the evening, he returned from the court.

Wen Yin had been waiting at the door early.