The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

But after Yu Wan made up her mind, her family of five lived in Surabaya Street.

This courtyard was a house that King Yan had inadvertently bought. It was clean and remote, not as big as the Helian Mansion, but it couldn't hold back, and there was a whole street to run around. The three little guys quickly integrated into the current life.

The previous experience that made them live in Lianhua Village was not useless, and their adaptability was much stronger than that of their peers.

When Ying Liu went to Helian Mansion to bring news, he didn't forget to bring Fuling and Zisu over. With a maid in the yard, Yu Wan could free up her hands to do her own business.

Her daily life is to cook medicine and administer acupuncture for Yan Jiuchao. It is worth mentioning that after stabbing her husband unconscious countless times, her acupuncture skills have finally improved by leaps and bounds, and she can handle herself without old Cuitou watching.

The number of times Yan Jiuchao went out to be a demon was much less. On the surface, he was resting, but Yu Wan knew that he wanted to spend more time with his father.

But, it wasn't Yu Wan who hit him. He has passed the most innocent and lovely age, so he is not so lethal to King Yan, okay? The three little fellows are still very powerful, laughing, making trouble, even knowing one more action, learning one more sentence, can make King Yan very excited.

Occasionally, King Yan would think of the scenes of Yan Jiuchao when he was young. Compared with his son who was always clinging to him in his memory, King Yan privately felt that the three little guys were more obedient. Put them aside, they can play forever without crying No trouble.

King Yan often sighed, how could there be such an obedient child in the world?

On this day, the weather was fine.

King Yan took out his collection of books.

King Yan is a literati, and he has no other hobbies in his life. He only loves to collect ancient books of calligraphers. When he left the Nujun's mansion, he didn't want gold, silver and treasures. .

Nanzhao has a lot of rain and heavy humidity. In order to prevent the books from spoiling, they have to be taken out to dry in the sun from time to time.

The three little guys went to take a lunch break, and they were lying on the bed in disorder, sleeping soundly.

King Yan took out a large box full of rare ancient books and spread them out on the lawn in the backyard. Afterwards, he went to the small kitchen.

He is not good at cooking, but he is still very happy to cook for Shangguanyan and a few little guys.

He stewed a pot of jujube and lotus seed soup. Halfway through the stew, he guessed that the children should wake up. He hurried to the room, but he opened the door and saw that the room was empty, the bed was cold, and the little ones had already left. It's been a long time.

Startled, he searched all over the yard, and finally in the backyard, he found the black eggs with their calves crossed, sitting on the lawn basking in the sun.

King Yan looked at their little backs, his hanging heart fell, and he unconsciously passed a trace of relief.

Wake up and don't cry, make trouble, or find someone, so good.

呲——

As soon as the thought flashed through, a tearing sound came from the hands of the little black eggs.

King Yan was startled for a moment, then suddenly realized something, and stepped forward in two steps in three steps!

As a result, he saw confetti all over the floor...

He, he, he... his only copy!

His ancient books!

Forward!

The three little black eggs were very happy torn, tearing paper is so fun, la la la!

King Yan covered his heart, his eyes turned black!

...

Hahahahahahahahaha! Xiao Zhenting, who had witnessed this scene with his own eyes, returned to the courtyard, thinking of King Yan's appearance of being in pain and wanting to die, laughing so hard that the roof would collapse.

What is schadenfreude, this is it!

You said that what you like is not good, you have to love books, isn't that just a few pieces of torn paper, hairy and easy to treasure?

Seeing Yan Wang's disheveled face, Xiao Zhenting felt that he would be happy for a whole year.

These little black eggs are really his treasures, and they are so angry with their grandpa!

Hahahahahaha... Xiao Zhenting became happier as he thought about it, he couldn't stop laughing.

Suddenly, Shangguanyan came over and gave him a strange look: Why are you laughing like this? Dabao and the others are coming, please watch.

Xiao Zhenting secretly rubbed the big bear's paw, the little heroes came over, he must reward them well!

Xiao Zhenting took a bunch of candied haws he just bought, and went to the yard to find three little black eggs.

He has chickens in his yard.

It was raised by Shangguan Yan, and said that several children like it.

A few little guys squatted on the ground, not knowing what they were doing.

Xiao Zhenting walked over with a smile on his face: Da Bao, Er Bao, Xiao...

Before he finished greeting, his smile froze.

What are the little guys grabbing in their hands?

Isn't that the dagger he has treasured for many years? There are five in total, and each one is a legendary weapon that moves the world! They all drank the blood of an emperor! They are the lifeblood of his Xiao Zhenting!

The three most precious ones were touched by the little ones.

They are shoveling, chicken, and shit with such powerful magic weapons! ! !

ah ah ah -

Marshal Xiao collapsed!

...

At night, the three little black eggs first had dinner in King Yan's yard, and then went to Shangguanyan's yard to have supper. They discovered a remarkable thing, the faces of the two grandpas were all black.

They have concerns.

The adults are really, they are not happy about little things, and they are not as sensible as their children.

Look at how happy they are every day, right?

The little black eggs who have torn up countless ancient books and shoveled chicken shit with magic soldiers are going to take a bath happily!

Shangguanyan lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

She is no longer young, after all, she is not as good as when she was pregnant with Yan Jiuchao, her body is swollen a bit after only six months, but of course her appetite is the same, she can eat too much.

Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? Xiao Zhenting asked intimately.

Stinky tofu.

But Nanzhao didn't have to sell it, and it was too late to make it now.

Shangguan Yan thought for a while and said, Fuyuanzi, I heard that there is a time-honored Fuyuanzi in Didu. I have never tried it, but Dabao and the others love it.

I'll go buy it. Xiao Zhenting put on his clothes without saying a word, and went to ask Yu Wan for the address.

After asking for the address, Xiao Zhenting went to the store as quickly as possible. It was late at night and the store was about to close, so there were not many people there. He quickly bought the Fuyuanzi that Shangguanyan was thinking about. I bought some and let Dabao and the others try it later.

However, just as he was walking home with a large jar of floating yuanzi, a very terrifying breath suddenly came from the end of the street.

At this time, there were not many pedestrians on the street, and it was deserted, with the moonlight falling all over the place.

Xiao Zhenting frowned instinctively.

He has killed countless enemies, and he has been trained to be brave, and the collapse of the sky is not enough to make him change color. However, at this moment, he felt a long-lost feeling of surging blood, which was born when facing a strong enemy. consciousness.

That breath was getting closer and closer.

Xiao Zhenting tightly protected Fu Yuanzi in his arms, staring at the direction of the end without blinking.

A seemingly inconspicuous carriage drove over.

The breath came from the carriage.

The visitor is not good!

Xiao Zhenting is not a character who has to wait for the opponent to make a move before fighting back. He is aggressive by nature, whoever you are, fight first and then talk!

Seeing that the carriage was about to drive past him, he suddenly raised his fist and smashed it down!

Shura flashed out, and met Xiao Zhenting's fist with his palm!

The moment the fists and palms met, the surrounding air seemed to be distorted.

The coachman didn't expect an assassin to appear on the way, and didn't intend to stop, the carriage swished past.

Nangongli opened the curtain of the rear window and looked at the man who attacked them in disbelief.

That man is too tall, right?

Shura's height is considered to be different from ordinary people, and that person is three points taller than Shura.

What's even more unbelievable is that he took Shura's palm.

You know, Shura doesn't make a move easily, even if he is dealing with a top golden-masked dead soldier, just suppressing his breath is enough to make him explode and die.

Who is this person who actually forced Shura to strike.

And after receiving Shura's palm, he didn't die or get injured, he was just forced back a few steps.

How could this be?

Who is this man?

Xiao Zhenting was no less shocked than Nan Gongli. He felt the aura of a dead man on the other side, but he also felt that the other party was different from any kind of dead man he had ever seen. It seemed...more powerful.

Although he didn't use all his strength in that punch, the opponent also only used a little bit of power, even less power than him.

Well?

Shura gave Xiao Zhenting a strange look.

As if he didn't expect this big guy to catch his move.

Nan Gongli was anxious to take Shura to assassinate Shangguan Yan, so she blew a bone whistle and called Shura back in order to delay the time.

When did such a master come to the imperial capital?

Nangongli was puzzled.

Could it be Xiao Zhenting?

But in the middle of the night, why would Xiao Zhenting hang around here?

It's half an hour's drive away from Surabaya Street, would Xiao Zhenting leave his beloved wife and wander around so far away?

What's more... Judging from the information collected by Nangongli, Xiao Zhenting is a good fighter in war, and he shouldn't be so powerful in fighting alone.

But what if it is Xiao Zhenting...

There is nothing wrong with it, the carriage has gone far, and it will be impossible to catch up with it.

It's better to hurry to Surabaya Street and deal with Shangguanyan!

The coachman hurried towards Surabaya Street.

On the other side, Xiao Zhenting's eyelids began to twitch after fighting Shura. The direction of the carriage was clearly Surabaya Street. Was he overthinking? How could there be an illusion that after their whereabouts were exposed, they were being targeted by scourges?

Xiao Zhenting decided to rush back as soon as possible.

It is very far from Surabaya Street, but there is a shortcut - across Helian Mansion.

This is not difficult for Xiao Zhenting, he has the badge of Helian Mansion.

Even if he took the shortcut of Helian Mansion, he was still a step slower than Nangongli.

Nangongli's carriage stopped at the corner of Sishui Street. He took out the portrait and said to Shura, This woman is Shangguanyan, do you understand? Don't kill me by mistake.

Shura nodded.

Nangongli gave him a dagger: Remember, I want the piece of meat in her stomach.

Shura took the dagger and got out of the carriage.

Nan Gongli had already pointed out the house to him.

He walked over murderously.

Unfortunately, both Ying Thirteen and Ying Six went out to investigate the news tonight, no one stopped him, that poor woman would not even have a chance to escape.

After Nangongli sent Shura to his destination, he returned to Diji's Mansion.

He wasn't worried that Shura would miss.

Even Xiao Zhenting, the master just now, couldn't stop Shura's full blow.

Mother, don't worry, father has repeatedly betrayed and hurt you for a woman who is easygoing, and I will make him and that woman pay the price!

Xiao Zhenting used all his life's lightness kung fu, but he was still a quarter of an hour behind Shura.

When he arrived at Surabaya Street, although Nan Gongli's carriage was gone, the familiar atmosphere seemed to be faintly lingering in the corner of his house.

He frowned, and strode back to the yard!

Yan'er!

He pushed open the courtyard door, and a strong smell of blood came out. The neat courtyard became messy. It is not difficult to guess what kind of chaos happened here!

Yan'er! With a twitch between his brows, he went to Shangguan Yan's room with murderous intent.

The house is empty!

The smell is stronger, it seems to be different from the one on the street, but...

But what, Xiao Zhenting had no time to think about it.

He hurried into the backyard.

The backyard was also a mess.

He saw the figure who had exchanged hands once.

That figure actually sat on the lawn, looking very relaxed!

It really is this guy! Sure enough, it was aimed at them!

After killing someone, still lingering? !

What do you want to do?

Are you showing off your power?

Or do you plan to deal with him together? !

He can accept that the other party assassinates him, but he can never accept that the other party hurts Shangguan Yan!

Xiao Zhenting accumulated all his internal strength, and slammed the opponent's back fiercely!

Surprisingly, this guy didn't hide, and just received a punch from him so abruptly!

Click!

It was the sound of bones breaking.

Immediately afterwards, there was a swallowing sound of blood surging.

Shura vomited blood, but swallowed it with all his strength.

Xiao Zhenting was astonished.

This guy's martial arts are clearly superior to his, why didn't he just avoid it? Even if you can't dodge, using your internal force to shake him away, you can still block him several times.

Are you back? Shangguan Yan came over with a pot of goat milk boiled next door.

Xiao Zhenting was shocked. He looked at the intact Shangguanyan in surprise, and then at Shura who was vomiting blood after being beaten by him. He thought of something. He walked around in front of Shura and took a closer look——

He saw the pale Shura sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding a small black egg in his arms.