The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

The Holy King's eyeballs almost popped out!

The great Soul Rakshasa, the soul Rakshasa who loves cleanliness, how can he drink...drink...piss? !

Whose pee?! The Holy King frowned.

Mine. Xiao Bao said.

The Holy King grabbed his throat. Compared with the unpalatable dark food that made him want to die, this cup of tea seems to be more deadly. The Holy King is not well.

The Holy King said angrily, Why didn't you say it earlier?

You didn't even ask. Xiaobao spread his hands innocently.

The Holy King held onto the wall and retched a few times.

That terrible feeling came again, and if she stayed any longer, she might convulse all over again.

She needs to be calm, to be calm, to be calm...

The start was unfavorable, the Holy King decided to leave here for the time being, and she stumbled out.

The Holy King didn't know how much strength he had to endure the urge to twitch, but she didn't take a few steps when she felt a little thing following behind her, she turned her head coldly, seeing that it was that little guy, she couldn't help but get angry Why are you following me? he asked.

Xiao Bao's little hands were behind his back. Hearing her words, he raised his head and glanced at her. He pointed to hers and said, You took my cup.

Only then did the holy king realize that he was confused, and he was still holding that dirty thing in his hand, and immediately threw it on the ground in disgust.

Although Cup Cup was thrown on the ground, Xiao Bao was not angry, after all, he was a magnanimous and obedient baby.

Xiaobao walked over, picked up the cup, washed it and put it back, mother would not find out!

Xiaobao took the cup and walked back.

In the middle of walking, the little body suddenly stopped, the body was slightly arched, and he held his breath, his little face was flushed.

Seeing his appearance, the holy king suddenly thought about it.

The corner of Sheng Wang's lips curled coldly, and he walked towards the little guy step by step.

Little Treasure was completely unaware that the danger was approaching, so he was suddenly grabbed by the collar and lifted up!

Heh! The Holy King sneered, but before the laughter fell, there was a loud bang, and an unknown gas sprayed towards her face.

The Holy King was taken aback for a moment, and then, boom! Falling down on the ground in big characters... twitch twitch... fainted...

Xiaobao: ...

Little Treasure went back to the yard with a rattle, took advantage of his mother's unpreparedness and went back to his own room, then crawled onto the bed and woke up the two elder brothers: Someone fainted!

A good brother is to share the blessings, share the troubles, watch the excitement together, and rescue the sick together!

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After the witch queen met the great elder, she went to Yeyang's room. When she arrived at the Guangming Palace, the holy king had already been picked up by the witch king.

The Queen Wu looked at the messy Guangming Temple, and it was not difficult to imagine what kind of scuffle had been experienced here.

What did you say? The Holy King was picked up by the Witch King? Are you sure it's the Holy King? The Witch Queen looked coldly at the guards in front of her.

The person who came to report was an old guard who had been in the palace for more than ten years. He had seen the former Holy King and even worked with the Holy King. He was sure that he would not admit his mistake.

The Empress Wu thought thoughtfully, But you also said that she has the aura of a Rakshasa soul?

That's right. The old guard nodded.

The witch queen murmured: It is impossible for the holy king to have the aura of a soul rakshasa, unless... she is a soul rakshasa. Is there such a possibility that the soul rakshasa used a blindfold?

The illusion of Hun Rakshasa is no worse than that of the great wizard. What it wants to be in the eyes of the world is just a matter of eyelids.

The old guard shook his head and said: Even though my subordinates may fall into its illusion, the Witch King will not. I believe that she is the Holy King.

The witch queen smiled coldly: So, the holy king was swallowed by the soul rakshasa... turned into a soul rakshasa? This is very interesting.

But she was rescued by the Witch King, what should I do? the old guard asked.

What's so strange about the Witch King rescuing her? She is his sweetheart, how could he let her go? What makes me even more puzzled is that you said Hun Luosha had an accident and almost lost control?

It's not almost, it's already.

The way the Holy King lost control is still shocking in retrospect. I don’t know if he took some wrong medicine or practiced some wrong skills. The whole person suddenly twitched. , she may have pumped herself to death.

It is a bit exaggerated to say so, but when everyone present saw the appearance of the Holy King at that time, they felt that she was in danger.

How did this happen? Who poisoned her? The witch queen was puzzled, all the medicinal materials were bought by people she trusted, and they were tested with silver needles before presenting them to the Holy King. There should be no mistake is.

Empress Wu couldn't figure it out, so she simply stopped thinking about it.

What happened to the Holy King was beyond her expectation. Firstly, she did not expect that Soul Rakshasa was actually sealed by the Holy King with holy bones. Before Hun Luosha died, he actually turned back the Holy King.

After a series of shocks, it was not so unacceptable for the Holy King's skills to go wrong.

The Witch Queen... aren't you worried?

What are you worried about? Are you worried that they will rekindle their old relationship and continue their relationship? Or are you worried that the Holy King will kill the Witch King?

The old guard opened his mouth and swallowed what he wanted to say.

It is said that the first reaction of a person in a crisis is the most authentic. In the face of adversity, the Witch Queen is not worried about whether the Holy King will betray him, but about the Witch King's feelings and life.

The Witch Queen...she has never forgotten the Witch King...

Well, although the Witch King is not the opponent of Soul Raksha, didn't you say that Soul Raksha was injured? Then it is better to find Soul Raksha as soon as possible.

Soul Rakshasa is their ally, they will not deal with Soul Rakshasa, and Soul Rakshasa has become a holy king, and the Witch King will not deal with Soul Rakshasa, and even only those who can protect Soul Rakshasa from that group of people, the Witch King After finding Hun Luosha back, who knows whether it is for Hun Luosha or for someone else?

The old guard didn't say anything, and after accepting the order, he led his men to search for the traces of Wu and Sheng.

On the other side, the three of Yan Jiuchao are also looking for the Holy King and the Witch King.

Ying Liu sat on the outer seat of the car and asked anxiously: Young master, we have searched the entire witch tribe, but we haven't seen them. Do you think they have already left the city?

Ying Shisan said: Yes, young master, do you want to look outside the city? Hun Luosha has a grudge against the Witch King, and will definitely take this opportunity to kill him.

Ying Liu sighed: The Witch King is so stupid, that man is no longer the Holy King, can't he see it? Fortunately, he is still the Witch King!

In life, the most difficult thing to escape is a word of love. Whether he really can't see it, or if he sees it and refuses to accept it, he doesn't know.

Yan Jiuchao lifted the curtain of the car window, looked at the quiet street, and said, Go back first, and look for it later.

The Holy King fled, and the Witch King was not the only one who was in danger.

The Witch King himself wanted to die, and Yan Jiuchao had nothing to do with it, but he couldn't let his wife and children fall into the hands of that monster.

Even if something unexpected happens to the Holy King, it's still easy for her to pinch someone to death.

Ying Liu drove the carriage out of the Wu Clan.

Thanks to the help of the Third Elder, they got the Nie Mansion's badge and left the city very smoothly.

It was late at night, the shops were closed, the pedestrians on the street dispersed, the carriages galloped on the silent road, and the sound of horseshoes and wheels echoed in the alley.

When approaching God's Chef Bao's residence, Yan Jiuchao suddenly raised his eyebrows: Wait!

Ying Liu tightened the reins and stopped the carriage: What's the matter, young master?

Yan Jiuchao stared and said, It has the breath of a holy king and a soul rakshasa.

It's just very faint, sometimes disappearing, so that Ying Thirteen and Ying Six didn't notice it.

A trace of vigilance flashed in Ying Shisan's eyes, he protected Ying Liu with one hand, and pressed the saber at his waist with the other.

Yan Jiuchao got off the carriage.

The two of them followed him all the way to the east alley, the further they walked, the closer they got to the residence of Chef Bao, their hearts sank to the bottom involuntarily.

Has the Holy King approached Awan and the others? What happened to Awan and a few little black eggs?

A cold light flashed across Yan Jiuchao's face.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Strange movements came from the depths of the alley, and the three hurriedly quickened their pace, and swished to the corner. When the three of them took a closer look, they were dumbfounded by the scene in front of them.

The thumping sound was actually caused by three little black eggs. The three of them had pots on their heads, sticks in their hands, and a bell in the other hand, babbling and babbling.

Yan Jiuchao twitched the corner of his mouth, and asked inexplicably, You, what are you doing?

The three stopped, and Er Bao said, We are exorcising evil spirits! The beautiful aunt has fainted, and she can't wake up no matter how much she screams.

Xiaobao pointed at her: We pinched her.

Shadow Six: That's the Achilles' heel!

Er Bao pointed to the small pots on the ground: We poured cold water on her.

Shadow Thirteen: That's Hua Gong San!

Dabao picked up a lot of vials, and we even used Gu worms for her!

It's just that there are too many Gu worms, and I don't know which one is useful, so I used them all!

Xiaobao spread his hands and said: But it still doesn't work, she must be bewitched! Let's exorcise her!

The point is that what you are dancing is not the wizard's exorcism dance, but the magic stick's dancing master...

Are you sure you are saving her, not saving her...

The three of them looked at the three little magic sticks, and then at the dying Holy King on the ground. For the first time in their lives... they felt that their opponents were so pitiful! ! !