The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

Er Treasure can't hold back anymore!

Er Bao clutched his crotch and jumped off the carriage.

Big Treasure looked at Little Treasure, then at Second Treasure, stared at the sky for a second, then jumped down covering his crotch.

Dabao can't hold back anymore——

Zhou Jin covered her eyes and turned her face away.

These three little things, they even have to pee together...

Xiaobao really couldn't hold back anymore, the second treasure and the big treasure came to play, but the two of them could hold back too much, that's all.

All of a sudden three chubby guys came, Yu Wan was in a hurry!

Mother, mother! Xiaobao wants to pee!

Second treasure! Erbao wants to pee!

Dabao wants too!

The three of them scrambled to jump in front of Yu Wan, one head and two older Yu Wan.

At this moment, the door of the latrine opened, and Dabao, who obviously didn't urinate, ran the fastest, and occupied the latrine in no time!

You...don't fall in! Yu Wan chased into the hut.

Erbao didn't think it was a big deal when he watched the excitement, he covered his crotch and screamed louder than Xiaobao.

Little Treasure, who always bullied his two elder brothers around, finally had a day when he capsized in the gutter. He was so choked up that he couldn't wait for Big Treasure to come out, so he went to find a place to pee by himself!

He found a jar, rounded it up, and it was a chamber pot!

But there were things in the jars, and one jar couldn't hold it, so Xiaobao pissed on all three jars...

The young man went to pay the bill, and when he returned to the wall and carried the wine jar into the carriage, he didn't know if it was his own illusion, but he always felt that the shochu this time was heavier than the previous one.

Could it be that I am a repeat customer and bought so much at one time, and the shopkeeper found out that he added two or two taels of wine?

Hmm. The young man returned to the palace with the wine jar.

The Guangming Palace is heavily guarded and guarded by heavy soldiers, and there are four Martial Rakshasa and ten great wizards as guardians. There must be no mistake in the awakening of the Soul Rakshasa. Therefore, even if it is deep in the palace, the Queen of Witches will never dare to take it lightly.

Young master, find a place to rest for a while. Ying Liu and I will steal the bones of the Holy King, and we will assassinate Hun Luosha after dark. Ying Thirteen suggested.

Isn't Soul Rakshasa stronger when it gets dark? Ying Liu asked.

Ying Shisan said: That has nothing to do with the darkness, it's just that he happened to wake up at night and fell asleep again at dawn.

Then... is it awake right now? Ying Liu asked again.

I feel so. Ying Shisan said, he had no proof, it was just an intuition that was innately different from ordinary people. His intuition had saved him countless times, not to mention ten out of ten times it was accurate. Yes, at least seven or eight times.

What do you think, young master? Ying Shisan still decided to listen to Yan Jiuchao's opinion.

Yan Jiuchao nodded lightly: Alright.

Last night, she was kicked all night by three little black eggs with her invincible and shadowless little feet. A certain young master didn't sleep well.

Yan Jiuchao swaggered into the Wuwang Palace and lay down on the bed in the Nuan Pavilion.

The warm pavilion of the Wu tribe is warm in winter and cool in summer, and it is very comfortable to lie on it. After a while, a certain young master fell asleep with great heart.

Shadow Six and Shadow Thirteen avoided the patrolling guards and sneaked into the courtyard where the bones of the Holy King were buried.

Thirteen, look! Holy Immortal Orchid! Ying Liu pointed to a small flowerbed full of purple buds in the yard and said, It's so beautiful!

It's very beautiful. Ying Shisan nodded softly.

Huh? Ying Six looked at Ying Thirteen strangely.

Why are you looking at me like that? Ying Shisan asked.

Ying Liu smiled slightly: I used to ask you if those flowers look good, and you always said, aren't they just flowers? Don't all flowers look the same?

He is handsome and clear, and he has a clean and beautiful breath when he smiles.

A man who looks like a beautiful boy will make people involuntarily want to protect him.

Ying Thirteen's expression paused for a moment, and he turned his eyes away from Ying Liu's face, and landed on the little purple flower. Ying Liu was right, he was a killer, and those flowers and plants never had any meaning in his eyes. It's different, but for some reason, this piece of holy orchid seems to bloom in his heart all at once.

The holy fairy orchid can only survive on the blood of the holy king, so what is buried here should be the bones of the holy king? Ying Liu quickly put Ying Thirteen's strangeness behind him, and pulled out a stick from his waist. Take the dagger, Hurry up and do it before the guards come over!

Ying Shisan fixedly looked at the piece of holy fairy orchid.

Ying Liu reminded: Thirteen! Don't look, someone will come over in a while!

Ying Shisan regained consciousness, frowned slightly and said: You wait first.

What's wrong? Ying Liu had already knelt down and was about to dig.

This piece of holy fairy orchid is weird. Ying Shisan said seriously.

Strange? What's weird? Ying Liu asked wonderingly.

Ying Thirteen frowned: I can't tell, it's obviously not the first time I've seen them, but... they don't seem quite the same as before.

What's different? Ying Liu also came to Wuwang Palace, so he had seen this piece of holy fairy orchids before. He didn't think there was any change this time. Suddenly, he thought of something, and smiled knowingly, They opened It's even more colorful!

It seems to be so, but... is it really just that?

Ying Liu tugged at his sleeve: Okay, don't just look at the flowers, you like small purple flowers, I'll plant a garden for you later! Let you open the window to see more purple flowers than here!

Ying Thirteen cleared his throat.

Ying Liu turned around and went to dig up the bones of the Holy King.

You... know how to grow flowers?

Shadow Thirteen spoke seriously.

Ying Liu said without hesitation: Isn't it possible to learn! Isn't Uncle Wan good at planting flowers? When the young master cures the poison of thyme, we will go back to Yancheng together, and then I will learn how to grow flowers with Uncle Wan.

You...why do you want to learn how to grow flowers? Ying Shisan knelt down beside Ying Liu, took out the dagger, and dug hard.

Thirteen likes flowers! Ying Liu said.

Ying Shisan choked for a moment, eyes flickered and said: I don't like flowers.

Then what do you like? Ying Liu looked at him seriously.

I like... Ying Shisan's complexion changed in the middle of the chapter.

What's wrong? Shadow Six asked.

Ying Thirteen pressed the half-dug hole, and handed the dagger to Ying Six: Take it.

Oh. Ying Liu took Ying Thirteen's dagger.

Ying Shisan carefully pushed aside the soil under his hands, revealing a piece of cold bone.

Ying Liu stared: I found it! It's the skeleton of the Holy King!

Ying Shisan pushed aside the surrounding soil, and unexpectedly found that it was a rib, and there was no other bones under the flowerbed except for this rib.

Ying Liu held the rib in his hand and looked at it over and over again: What's going on here? Why is there only one bone? Is this the bone of the Holy King?

yes.

Yan Jiuchao walked over casually.

The two stood up: Young master.

Yan Jiuchao said: The holy king buried his bones, and the holy fairy bloomed. This should be the rib of the holy king.

Ying Liu suddenly realized and nodded, and then said: Young master, it's so strange, the skeleton of the holy king is gone, only one rib remains.

Yan Jiuchao looked at the rib in Eye Shadow Liu's hand, and said, It's not that there's only one rib left, it's that there was only one rib buried in the first place.

Ying Liu was stunned.

Ying Thirteen also showed a puzzled expression.

Ying Thirteen asked: Young Master, what happened here? Does the Witch King know? He asked us to steal the bones of the Holy King. Could it be that he just stole this rib?

Yan Jiu said calmly: If he knew that only one rib was buried here, he would not be calm long ago. Even the Witch King has kept it from him. The Holy King really worked hard.

Ying Shisan frowned and said: Listen to the young master, all this was planned by the Holy King? Why did she do this?

Yan Jiuchao said: Why else? Of course it's for Zhou Jin.

Zhou Jin? Ying Shisan murmured thoughtfully.

Yan Jiuchao felt the breath fluctuations in the mud pit, and said lightly: It seems that the Holy King alone is not enough to change Zhou Jin's fate, so she made a deal with someone.

I don't understand. Ying Shisan shook his head.

Yan Jiuchao looked at the Shengxian Orchid that was removed and said: Didn't you just say that today's Shengxian Orchid is different from last time? Ying Liu is right, it blooms more beautifully, but why is it so beautiful? It’s not like this earlier, it’s not like this later, but it’s just like this today, have you ever thought about why?”

Why? Ying Thirteen asked.

Yan Jiu said calmly, Sheng Xianlan has been nourished by the master.

Ying Thirteen's pupils shrank: Could it be...

What is it? I still don't understand. Ying Liu scratched his head.

Yan Jiuchao looked at Ying Shisan, Ying Shisan cupped his hands: I don't guess much, let the young master tell.

Yan Jiuchao said: Zhou Jin is a descendant of the Holy King and the Witch King. Such a bloodline is absolutely impossible to survive in the world. It is much more difficult to change his life for him than for the Holy Maiden of Lan Yi to change her life for Concubine Yun. Even relying on the strength of the Holy King alone is not enough to plant life for Zhou Jin, so the Holy King made a deal with others.