The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

He came out of the big pit step by step, his figure was a little shaken, his robe was torn into strips, hanging miserably on his thin body, as for his face, it was already covered with dust, it was hard to see Original appearance.

Even so, Yu Wan still recognized him at a glance: Yan Jiuchao!

Everyone was shocked, this, is this Yan Jiuchao?

The clothes are already ragged, but this is indeed Yan Jiuchao's, but... Isn't Yan Jiuchao's breath gone? Only the breath of the king is left in the pit...

Everyone couldn't believe it, but they didn't think it was Yu Wan's mistake, because the other party raised their eyes to look at them, those eyes were Yan Jiuchao's.

Ah... Qing Yan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but stuck abruptly.

Yan Jiuchao! Yu Wan handed the little treasure to Ah Wei, and walked towards Yan Jiuchao.

Awan! Qingyan wanted to stop her subconsciously, he faintly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell why for a while.

Naturally, Qingyan couldn't stop.

Yu Wan stepped across the ruins and came to Yan Jiuchao.

Yan Jiuchao had completely got out of the big pit, and was standing on the edge of the pond, looking around slowly.

Yan Jiuchao. Yu Wan held out her hand.

Yan Jiuchao stared blankly at the plain hand stretched out towards him, paused, and didn't hold it immediately.

What's wrong with you? Yu Wan asked.

Yan Jiuchao looked at her hands, then at her face.

Yu Wan raised her hand to touch Yan Jiuchao's forehead, but Yan Jiuchao's eyes went dark and she fell down.

Ying Thirteen dodged over and took his young master into his arms.

Qing Yan and the others also hurriedly surrounded them.

Yan Jiuchao's eyes were tightly closed, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing, as if he was holding back something.

Now everyone sensed that something was wrong, Yan Jiuchao was exuding an unusual aura.

Yu Wan took Yan Jiuchao's pulse: His pulse is weird... Where's old Cuitou?

Shura flew away with a whoosh, and after a while, he brought old Cuitou with a whoosh.

Old Cui was dizzy after his feet landed on the ground: My old life, sooner or later I will let you all go to hell!

Ying Liu pulled him over: At worst, I will give you my life! The young master is injured, so hurry up and show him!

Ying Thirteen glanced at Ying Liu, his eyes were cold.

Ying Six sensed Ying Thirteen's displeasure, and touched his nose resentfully, why are you looking at him like that? Did he say the wrong thing?

Old Cui asked Ying Shisan to lay Yan Jiuchao flat on the grass beside him.

Xiaobao twisted his little ass, got down from Awei's arms, and walked to his mother's side, holding her finger, opened his dark eyes, and looked at Grandpa Cui without blinking. Heal Dad.

Old Cui took Yan Jiuchao's pulse, frowned, and took it again.

What's wrong? Yu Wan asked.

Qingyan said anxiously: Yes, what happened to Jiu Dynasty? Is it seriously injured?

Old Cuitou didn't immediately answer the two's questions, but looked at the ten-meter pit beside him and said, Did he climb up there just now?

The two nodded in unison.

Old Cui stroked his beard and said, With such heavy ruins on him, it stands to reason that he should die.

Everyone's heart raised their throats.

But I think he's full of vitality!

Everyone was startled.

Your complexion is also very rosy! Old Cui wiped Yan Jiuchao's face with a cotton cloth.

Everyone took a closer look, uh... isn't it very rosy?

What is going on? The person who deserved to be crushed to death didn't die, but he looked like he had been in a lot of pain...

Old Cui sighed: If I'm not wrong, the reason why he fainted is because—

Before the words fell, A Dou leaned over curiously, and poked Yan Jiuchao's small chest with his finger, but unexpectedly, Yan Jiuchao woke up at this moment, he looked at the pie face in front of him, and then looked at it. Instinctively waved the finger poking at him.

Adou was shot flying.

Everyone: ...

Everyone's eyes fell on Yan Jiuchao who easily slapped Adou away.

Is this still the little sick child with infinite power?

How could he knock a ghost master away with one hand?

Just now... did you feel a very familiar aura? Ying Liu asked in a low voice.

Ying Thirteen frowned.

Of course I felt it.

It is the breath of the ghost king.

Just before the young master came out, they faintly sensed the breath of the ghost king, but there was no young master's. At that time, everyone thought that the young master died unfortunately, and only the ghost king was still lingering.

But judging from the situation in front of them, the aura of the ghost king they sensed from under the ruins must belong to the young master.

Why does the young master have the breath of the ghost king... and the power of the ghost king?

Old Cui got someone to dig out the ghost king, and he also felt the pulse of the ghost king, and then he nodded without any surprise: It really is like this.

What kind? Yu Wan asked, stretching out her fingers to probe the ghost king's nose, He still has a breath, he is not dead.

Old Cuitou sighed: It is true that he is not dead, but he is no longer the ghost king.

To be exact, he is not the powerful ghost king from before, he was bitten by Xiao Bao, his tendons were reversed, and he suffered a backlash. He originally planned to suck all of Yan Jiuchao's blood, but Yan Jiuchao sucked back his skills.

The ghost king's skill was too strong, covering up Yan Jiuchao's original aura, which is why they thought Yan Jiuchao was dead at first.

Is Yan Jiuchao all right? Yu Wan's eyes fell on the throbbing veins on Yan Jiuchao's forehead.

Old Cui shook his head: If ordinary people have absorbed the ghost king's skill for so many years, they would have exploded and died early, but this kid has been poisoned since he was a child, and his tendons and veins have already mutated. Ordinary people are different, and there is no need to worry about his life. I don’t know if there will be…”

Old Cui was in the middle of talking, before he had time to say if there would be anything in the future, he was interrupted by Qiu Wuya who led a group of clan elders and guards to come to the rescue.

Qiu Wuya pointed his hand and said: It's them! They colluded with Madam, broke into the palace, injured the king, and tried to blow up here! Their crime will not be forgiven!

All the masters of the ghost clan came, and the weapons to deal with Shura were also lined up. More importantly, A Dou, who was slapped flying by Yan Jiuchao, was also blocked by the group of people with knives.

If you don't let him go, I'll kill him! Qiu Wuya said sharply.

He knew that this group of people had love and righteousness, and A Dou betrayed the ghost clan because of them, and they would never disregard A Dou's life and death.

Of course, although he is an expensive priest, he couldn't really stab A Dou without the consent of the clan elders.

The scrutiny of the clan elders swept across the group of people present.

Just when they were about to see the ghost king lying next to the old man, the old man suddenly turned sideways to block him, knelt down to Yan Jiuchao who was beside him, and said reverently: I am waiting for the rescue to come late, please forgive me. crime!

Everyone was excited, Yu Wan's eyebrows twitched, Qing Yan's face changed, and Ying Liu and Ying Thirteen needless to say, their brains were numb.

king!

Qing Yan also knelt down.

Immediately afterwards, Awei and Yuegou.

Several people performed the ghost clan's great gift devoutly, Yu Wan was confused, what kind of fairy operation is this? This is not the case with stealing the beam and changing the post. You are referring to a deer as a horse. Do your people know that you are so skinny?

All the clan elders were stunned.

Qiu Wuya had met Yan Jiuchao before, how could this be their king? It was clearly the young master who came to rob the prison van together!

He's not the king! Qiu Wuya shouted loudly.

The old man scolded: Qiu Wuya, don't you even know the king?

Qiu Wuya stared straight at him. I've seen someone who is shameless, but I've never seen someone so shameless. Don't you know who this person is? How dare you fool him that he belongs to the king in front of so many people?

A clan elder frowned: The appearance of the king...

The old man said without changing his face: After Wang practiced the martial arts in the forbidden area, his appearance changed. He has not shown his true face for many years. It was Priest Qiu who healed Wang's face and made him younger and more handsome than before. It's all thanks to Junior Brother Qiu.

The fact that Qiu Wuya offered medicine to the ghost king was not a secret among the clan. The whole clan knew that he was healing the king's appearance, and achieved quite good results, otherwise he would not have been promoted as a priest.

Of course, this face is so handsome that it is ridiculous, but their Wang Xiaoshi is actually a bit ugly!

The clan elders were suspicious for a moment, but Yan Jiuchao exuded the skill and aura of a ghost king, and they couldn't help but believe it.

Qiu Wuya was furious: Clan elder! Don't believe him! He is with this woman!

The old man shook his head and sighed: Junior Brother Qiu, I don't like to listen to your words. I was ordered by the king to bring my wife back to the clan. Now I have brought my wife back. I have come to return to the king. How can you slander me? What about me colluding with people?

Ah! Qiu Wuya was going to die of anger!

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