The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

The moment he saw the empty bottle, Patriarch Sang knew he had been fooled.

Why do they say they were fooled, rather than misunderstood them, because the jade bottle clearly contained the aura of Yin Gu, which proved that the Yin Gu had indeed stayed in the bottle, and it happened not long ago, and the aura had not had time to dissipate.

Because of this, he deceived him and the masters of the Sang family.

This girl pretended to be entangled with him, with a very guilty look, and led him to snatch it, but in the end he only snatched an empty bottle. You don't need to guess and you know that you have been tricked, and when you are hit by this girl, He was almost sure that Yin Gu had been sent to a safe place when everyone was entangled here.

If it doesn't work out, it's in the hands of that Patriarch Sikong, and he doesn't have the guts to go up to Mingshan to grab something from that Patriarch.

Of course, this is based on the premise that Patriarch Sang didn't know that Patriarch Sikong was about to die. If Patriarch Sang knew that Patriarch Sikong was about to die, he would kill Mingshan and snatch the Yin Gu back if he said anything.

Patriarch Sang's face became very ugly.

Not only did he make a fool of himself, but he also exposed King Shura's strength in vain.

This is not a good thing.

Yu Wan didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, put her arms around her arms, raised her eyebrows and said: I told you, we didn't take anything from the Sang family, if you want Gu King, I'll give you whatever you want, now, you can let him go. right?

Where is Patriarch Sang willing to let go? I can't wait to kill that long follower!

Patriarch Sikong stepped forward with his hands behind his back, and looked at him calmly and arrogantly: The truth of the incident is clear, this child has nothing stolen from your residence, and please ask your residence not to make things difficult for him.

Patriarch Sikong seemed to be a little bit angry, and he didn't even call his father-in-law anymore.

Patriarch Sang looked at Patriarch Sikong, and then at the girl who wished to raise her tail to the sky. He was furious, but he didn't dare to tear himself apart from Sikong's family after all. With a snort, he left with a flick of his sleeves.

Today, what should be exposed and what should not be exposed, everything is exposed, and no one will believe him if he pretends that he is looking for pills and weapons. Before leaving, he cast a last glance at Yu Wan.

Yan Jiuchao calmly got off the carriage and stood in front of Yu Wan, blocking Patriarch Sang's murderous sight.

Patriarch Sang looked at this little grandson, his eyes tightened with a complicated expression.

After Patriarch Sang left with his subordinates, Patriarch Sikong heaved a sigh of relief. After all, he knew the situation of the ancestor, but he never expected that the Sang family would have a master of the level of the seventh-rank Shura King. The head of the family is afraid of the ancestors, otherwise they will lose if they really fight.

When did the Sang family become so powerful?

Patriarch Sikong shook his head, now is not the time to speculate on this, it is important to save the ancestor's life as soon as possible, otherwise once the ancestor is gone, the Sikong family will not be the opponent of the Sang family at all.

Patriarch Sikong looked at Yu Wan, and asked solemnly, Ah Wan, has the Yin Gu reached Mingshan?

It should be here. Yu Wan said.

A group of people entered Mingshan immediately, Yu Wan's guess was right, the Yin Gu did drive the little Gu Gu to the Chaoyang Palace smoothly and in time, A Wei is a road idiot, from the beginning Yu Wan didn't intend to let him drive the Yin Gu Sending him back to Mingshan is just to let Ah Wei bring Yin Gu for a while, so that his body will be stained with some Yin Gu's breath, so as to confuse the Sang family's sight.

The Yin Gu was injured by the coercion of the Holy King, the little Gu rode on it, flew for a while and stopped, stumbling, and finally arrived at Mingshan at sunset.

After Yu Wan refined the Yin Gu with a pill furnace, she fed it to her grandpa.

Is this all right? Yu Wan turned her head to look at Patriarch Sikong.

Patriarch Sikong shook his head: No, the next step is to see if the old man can break through the ninth stage of the Longevity Art. If he breaks through, the limit will be passed. If he can't break through, then the poison of the Yin Gu will kill him.

Yu Wan's eyebrows twitched: It's so dangerous! Why didn't you say it earlier?

The master of the Sikong family said earnestly: His time has come, if he doesn't use Yin Gu, he will also die. This is the only chance for the ancestor. As for whether he can succeed... it depends on God's will.

Yan Jiuchao came over and said lightly: First help the ancestor to retreat in the secret room.

Yu Wan glanced at Sikong Ye whose Yintang was blackened, nodded, Okay. Then she called Shura, You come too.

Nanny Shura and Sikong Ye respectively entered the two secret rooms at the bottom of the Chaoyang Hall, and the tied fifth-order peak Shura King finally came in handy.

Nanny Shura sucked all of his energy and continued the unfinished breakthrough of the previous few days.

And Ah Wei was held hostage by the seventh-rank Shura King, and unexpectedly, there were signs of a breakthrough.

As a result, all three of them retreated.

On the other side, the saint woke up. When she opened her eyes, she found that she was tied up in a dark prison cell with cold shackles on her hands and feet. Her eyes turned cold and she sternly shouted: Let me go! I am Ming Saintess!

Tsk tsk tsk, you have done so many outrageous things, and you still have the nerve to call yourself a saint?

Yu Wan's voice came from the shadows casually.

With a bang, the torch on the wall was lit. Before the saint could get used to it, she was stabbed and turned her head away. After a while, she turned around slowly and stared at Yu Wan with her eyes like torches: It's you! ? You locked me up?

Yu Wan said slowly: Of course it's me, otherwise who else would lock you up?

The saint said coldly: You are so brave, you dare to imprison the saint of the underworld!

Yu Wan raised her eyebrows and said, Is the saint of the Underworld amazing? With your three-legged cat realm, it's not enough for me. If I let you go out and lock you up, who can do anything to me?

You... The saint thought of the saint king in Yu Wan's belly, and choked up all her sophistry.

Yu Wan said lightly: Let me ask you, where is Sikong Yun?

The saint smiled coldly: Want to find out his whereabouts? I won't tell you!

Don't tell me that. Yu Wan said, stepping aside, revealing Patriarch Sikong behind him.

Patriarch Sikong walked towards the saint with a stern face. If he had doubts about the identity of the saint at first, now he believed it.

Patriarch... The saint's expression changed.

Patriarch Sikong said disappointedly: On the way here, Awan has already told me all the ins and outs of the incident. I didn't believe it at first. You are the Holy Maiden of the Underworld, and the child I watched grow up. How could you do it for your own selfishness? Doing such a conscience-stricken thing? But you not only forcibly changed identities with Awan, and let Awan marry you, but also put on Awan's face to meet the ancestor... You let me down so much!

Patriarch... The saint was speechless.

Patriarch Sikong continued: Did you attract the masters who assassinated Patriarch and Yan Jiuchao? Are they... from the Sang family?

The saint bit her lips and remained silent.

Patriarch Sikong looked at her fixedly and said: It doesn't matter if you don't admit these things, tell me, where is Yun'er?

There are some things that the saintess would not tell Yu Wan if she was killed, but she couldn't help but tell Patriarch Sikong.

After learning of Sikong Yun's whereabouts, Patriarch Sikong immediately ordered the guards to bring him back, but the guards were in vain. When they arrived at the courtyard mentioned by the saint, Sikong Yun had already been picked up first!

Grandpa!

At the mansion of the Sang family, Sikong Yun saw the long-lost Patriarch Sang, walked over excitedly, and threw himself into his arms like a child.

Patriarch Sang patted Sikong Yun's shoulder lovingly, and said dotingly, I made you suffer.

Isn't it? I asked my own father to drive me out! Sikong Yun didn't take this seriously at first, after all, he committed suicide first, and he could go back in a few days, but now Here, grandpa, you have to act like a baby, don't you?

But grandpa, how did you find me? He straightened up and asked inexplicably, his hiding place was so good that even his own father didn't know about it.

Grandpa has his own way. Patriarch Sang caressed Si Kongyun's face affectionately, making sure that it was a real face with no trace of disguise. What happened? Tell Grandpa quickly, Grandpa is in charge of you.

Isn't she a saint? Sikong Yun embellished what happened after Yu Wan was arrested by the saint and brought her into the mansion, I disguised myself as Yan Jiuchao, who knew she would also disguise herself as someone else. I'm good!

Up to now, what he cares most is not Yan Jiuchao's replacement of his identity, but the affair with Yu Wan being disturbed by the saint.

Patriarch Sang narrowed his eyes and said, So, today's saint and second son are all fake?

En! Sikong Yun nodded.

Sure enough! Patriarch Sang gripped the armrest of the chair tightly.

Sikong Yun said coquettishly: Grandpa, I'm hungry, and the food outside doesn't taste good at all!

Patriarch Sang smiled, and said, Grandpa has already asked someone to do it. It's all your favorite food. By the way, didn't Grandpa give you two masters? How are they doing now?

Sikong Yun wondered: I don't know, they were borrowed by the saintess, and they never came back after that, neither did the saintess!

Did the saint tell me what she borrowed them for? Patriarch Sang asked.

Sikong Yun hummed: Assassinate Yan Jiuchao! It's the man who took my place!

Patriarch Sang thought for a while: Didn't you say that he has very high martial arts?

Sikong Yun said: Yeah, I heard from the Holy Maiden that he practiced the same mind method as Patriarch Sikong, and his skills are so unpredictable that the Holy Maiden can't beat him with a single move. I also suspect that Grandpa The master given to me is not his opponent, but the saint told me that Yan Jiuchao has been very weak for the past two days, and he can't even beat a child, so it's a good time to do it!

The past two days have been very weak... Patriarch Sang stood up thoughtfully, opened the window, looked at the full moon like a silver plate in the sky, and asked indifferently, That kid is also practicing Longevity formula?

Patriarch Sang turned his back to Sikong Yun, and Sikong Yun didn't see the indifferent expression on his face, so he didn't notice that there was something in his words, and replied: That's what the saint said! Ah, how strange, the formula of longevity is clearly It's my Sikong family's mentality, and if my Sikong family's disciples can't practice it, I really don't know where that kid learned it secretly?

Patriarch Sang lightly supported the window sill, and murmured to himself: Could this be the weakness of the Longevity Art? If it is true, then Patriarch Sikong, who also practiced the Longevity Art, has also reached his weakest point. What time?

Grandpa, what did you say? Sikong Yun didn't hear clearly.

Patriarch Sang asked calmly: I remember that Patriarch Sikong's longevity formula has been practiced to the eighth level, right?

Uh... Sikong Yun thought for a while, is there any? He doesn't know! He looked at Patriarch Sang, Grandpa, how did you know?

Patriarch Sang still didn't answer him, but said to himself: The eighth level, his limit has come, right? If he doesn't break through the ninth level, I'm afraid he will stop here. In order to use it for him to break through the ninth level.

Sikong Yun scratched his head in confusion: Grandpa, what are you talking about? What is the ninth level? The eighth level? Why can't I understand?

My Sang family's Yin Gu is really useful... Patriarch Sang lowered his eyes and raised his hand to touch the potted plants on the window sill. The Xifu Begonia, which was originally full of vitality, suddenly withered with black smoke, Even if It cannot be used by the Sang family, and it cannot be used by others.

Grandpa... Sikong Yun looked at Patriarch Sang strangely, always feeling that this grandpa was acting weird tonight!

Take Master Biao down to rest first.

yes!

Patriarch Sang called Leng Xia, and two expert guards stepped forward and held Sikong Yun's arm.

Hey, Grandpa, I still have something to ask you... Hey! Hey! Grandpa! Sikong Yun asked two Sang family guards to take him down.

Patriarch Sang looked at the full moon hanging in the sky, and said coldly, This time, I want the Sikong family to pay the price!