The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

Everyone felt the strength of this young man, but no one wanted to believe what they saw, especially Yan Huaijing, whose eyeballs almost fell out.

Why...how could it be... Yan Huaijing spoke incoherently.

Yeah, how could it be him? Jun Changan was no less shocked than him. They had thought of thousands of possibilities, but none of them was the man in front of them.

Yu Wan's eyes sparkled suddenly: Yan Jiuchao...

He came, descended like a god, like any time before, but it seemed different, he became stronger, enough to make the masters all over the world look up to him.

Xiao Zhenting was also heartbroken, the child who needed his protection grew up, stood in front of everyone, and became the one to protect others.

While everyone was digesting the shock in their hearts, Yan Jiuchao's attack did not stop. The powerful internal energy of the Longevity Art was like raging thunderbolts, smashing on the body of the Holy One one after another. Yan Jiuchao did not give him the slightest chance to fight back, nor Don't take it lightly just because he was nailed to the city wall, every move is a killer move, and every move is the momentum of thunder.

The Holy One finally realized that he no longer had a chance to live, and he started to burn his own life.

Not good! He's going to explode himself! Jun Changan frowned.

The self-destruction of a saint is no less than that of a soul rakshasa. The 30,000 people present, regardless of whether they are enemies or friends, will all die in this battle.

However, there was no fear on the faces of the holy army. It seemed that they had already sacrificed their lives like the holy gods from the moment they embarked on the journey.

Retreat! Everyone retreat! Xiao Zhenting shouted.

The soldiers of Dazhou began to retreat rapidly, but this was of no use. Once the Holy Lord exploded, no one would be able to escape.

However, what the Holy One did not expect was that at the moment when he was about to explode, Yan Jiuchao suddenly turned his internal force into a blade and hit his dantian violently. Thousands of tiny thunderbolts swam through his body, shattering all his veins.

Before he could blew himself up, he fell completely!

The Holy Race army was angry.

The commander pointed his sword at the sky, and Thunder roared, Revenge for the Holy One!

Revenge for the Holy One!

Revenge for the Holy One!

Revenge for the Holy One!

The army of the holy clan was magnificent and roared like a beast.

Xiao Zhenting's expression suddenly became complicated, how could it be said that the army of the holy clan is difficult to deal with? The most formidable master was killed, and he could still maintain such discipline and morale. Just because of this alone, it was not comparable to ordinary soldiers.

This group of people used to be able to defeat a hundred in the past, but now they are angry, and their potential has doubled. They are not weaker than when they had a puppet master to help them out.

But they have retreated too many times, this time with Yan Jiuchao as their backer, if they can't charge once, then in the future, even if their lives are saved, their morale will never be revived.

Therefore, I would rather die in battle than retreat!

Xiao Zhenting clenched the long knife in his hand, tightened the reins, and took the lead: Rush forward for me! Kill those bastards!

The commander sneered, since they came out, they didn't intend to go back alive. They failed to protect the venerable. All of them are willing to die to apologize, but if they can pull 20,000 Da Zhou soldiers as backs before they die, Seems like a good deal.

This was a brutal fight. The soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty were not afraid, but Xiao Zhenting had already rushed out, and the regent was also fighting on the front line. They had no reason to back down.

Kill! Brothers! Fight them!

Fight with the Saints!

The soldiers of Dazhou rushed over to the pilgrimage army.

Overreach! the commander finished arrogantly, looking at Yan Jiuchao who was standing still in the air, Yan Jiuchao was like a god looking down on the world, with endless indifference and coldness in his eyes, only... no fear .

what's the situation? His own army is about to be destroyed, how can he be so calm? Could it be that he thought that with his own strength, he could wipe out the 7,000-strong army of the Holy Race?

Ah, there is a way - self-destruct.

But self-explosion does not distinguish between enemy and friend, not only the holy army will die, but the soldiers of the Great Zhou will also be buried with them.

This man shouldn't be so stupid, but why is he not worried?

Doesn't he care about the life and death of the generals of the Great Zhou Dynasty? Does he want to let his own soldiers fight to the death with the Holy Race army, while he himself sits on the sidelines?

For some reason, an ominous premonition suddenly surged in the commander's heart.

I woo——

In the distant sky, there was a loud horn sound.

Immediately afterwards, there was a crashing sound of water waves.

In the crowd, someone called out: Yancheng Navy!

On the canal several miles away, the navy of Yancheng rides the wind and waves!

The commander didn't understand. They didn't fight in the water. Would it be useful for the navy to come? Several miles away, can the navy's crossbows and catapults be aimed at them or what?

In a real fight, whether it's bows and arrows or throwing stones, it's all indiscriminate attacks!

The person who came up with this idea...is his brain broken?

The commander almost laughed, but the next second, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Behind the warships of the Yancheng Navy, a series of strong figures soared into the sky, like eagles fluttering their wings, and flew towards the army of the holy clan who were waving their flags and shouting, and the formation of the army of the holy clan was suddenly dispersed by them .

There are only a few hundred of them, and compared with the nearly seven thousand holy army, there is no comparison in number, but their fighting power makes everyone shudder!

The leader was a man in black armor, with long hair loose, blood-red eyes, and a small feeding bottle hanging from his waist.

I saw him rushing into the ranks of the Saint Clan army, grabbed a Saint Clan army who was about to attack Yu Wan, and tore it in half with his bare hands!

A powerful coercion swept across the entire battlefield, and everyone was shocked by his roar.

Yu Wan breathed a sigh of relief.

It's Shura!

My own milk Shura!

He came with the Shura army from Hades!

One Shura is enough to kill the Quartet, let alone hundreds of Shuras, the army of the Holy Race was dispersed in an instant, and the wailing was earth-shattering. Seeing this scene, the generals of the Great Zhou felt like they were alive again!

They followed behind Shura and fought fiercely.

The situation on the battlefield was quickly reversed due to the joining of the Shura army. A second ago, the holy army who planned to pull the generals of Da Zhou as their backs actually felt a little fear in their bones at this moment.

If there are people buried with them, then they are not at a loss, but the problem is, they will die in vain!

Can this be tolerated?

More than half of the thousands of Saint Clan troops were killed or injured in an instant. On the other hand, under the protection of Shura's army, the soldiers of Da Zhou fought more and more bravely. He grabbed his collar and threw him to the ground, and died on the spot!

...

This was the first overwhelming victory that Great Zhou had achieved since the two sides fought. The soldiers were so excited that they cried. Xiao Zhenting commanded his men to stay and clean up the battlefield, and Yan Jiuchao returned to the camp with Little Heijiang.

Nanny Shura sat at the door, gurgling and drinking milk.

He was a little lonely without his little friend.

After Nanny Shura broke through, he became the king of all the Hades Shuras. After he subdued those little brothers, the first thing he did was to bring them all back to Dazhou.

The Sikong family was caught off guard...

It's like a child raised by oneself who is suddenly abducted by a scumbag and never comes back.

The Sikong family wanted to kill Nai Xiuluo, but there was nothing they could do. They all left, and they couldn't catch up, not to mention that they were going to protect Jiuchao and Awan. ?

In the eyes of the generals of the Great Zhou, the Shura army is a very powerful existence, much stronger than the army of the Holy Race. If there were no them today, the soldiers of the Great Zhou would still be bleeding like rivers.

They all wanted to come over to express their friendship and gratitude to the Shura army, but... what did they see?

A Shura boss sitting on a pony outside the tent and drinking milk?

However--

What is a Shura drinking milk?

Have you ever seen five hundred Shura drinking milk together? !

It was so dark outside the tent!

There were not enough small horses, only the boss had enough to sit on. The rest of Shura squatted on the ground, holding the small milk bottle with both hands, and sucked the milk. The scene was so spectacular that it could be called a miracle.

The soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty felt that their whole body was not well.

Could it be that...the secret of their lack of power...is because they didn't drink milk?

...

In the camp, Little Hei Jiang fell asleep.

Yu Wan and Yan Jiuchao were guarding her by the bed, and Ying Liu and Ying Shisan were also there.

Yu Wan took her pulse, but she was worried that she had got it wrong, so she asked Ying Shisan to call old Cuitou, and gave Jiang Shis pulse again.

Old Cui heard about the incident on the battlefield. This invincible black phoenix suddenly lost his power and was almost killed by the holy one. His first reaction was that Jiang was poisoned, but his second reaction was that it was not.

Her martial arts were so advanced that, apart from the strange poison of thyme, even Crane's Crown Red could not cause fatal damage to her, but the symptoms of thyme poisoning were not the same as those she had on the battlefield.

Therefore, he never figured out what happened to Jiang Shi until he got Jiang's pulse.

How is it? Yu Wan asked.

Old Cui stuffed Jiang's arm back into the quilt, nodded, and sighed: That's right, she was pregnant, and her sudden loss of power should be related to this.

Yu Wan smiled as if relieved, and held Yan Jiuchao's hand: Aniang is pregnant, and I'm going to be an older sister again!

It's fine if it's not poisoning, and it's fine if something goes wrong. Losing martial arts or something is not the most important thing compared to life.

Besides, being pregnant is a happy event.

However, why did A Niang lose her skills when she was pregnant?

Hmm... Old Cui stroked his beard, I just said...she is so capable, why didn't she become a monster in the village all those years? Now that I think about it, it's probably related to this.

Jiang's martial arts is extremely high, no one knows how high it is, but everything in the world has its own laws, that is, it cannot escape a double-edged sword, just like the formula of longevity, it is the most powerful of the two clans of saints and witches But at the same time, it also has a fatal weakness - the night of the full moon.

If Jiang's exercises also have weaknesses, could it be that she cannot conceive and have children? Of course, this does not mean that she cannot conceive descendants, but that the cost of conceiving her is huge.

She gave birth to Yu Wan first, and then gave birth to Xiao Tie Dan. The softness of so many years may not be all pretended. Of course, it is not very credible to say that she is really so sick.

Old Cui took her pulse, and it was true that her power had temporarily disappeared, but her body was fine.

Old Cuitou gave her a sympathetic look, and told you to pretend to be sick, it's all right now, pretend it's real.

I'm not sure if my guess is right, but I can't find a more reasonable possibility. Old Cuitou said.

What do you think? Yu Wan looked at Yan Jiuchao.

Yan Jiuchao nodded.

He agreed with old Cuitou's guess, otherwise, it wouldn't be able to explain the performance of the big devil breaking into the palace to shave his hair.

The skill of the formula of longevity is to disappear for a few days every month, but her skill does not disappear for several years. Once it disappears, it lasts for several years. Old Cui thought about the appearance of someone recovering from an injury, and patted Yu Yu sympathetically. Wan's shoulders, In the past few years, let's be cool.

When someone's skill is restored, no one will be able to live a peaceful life.

Little Black Jiang slept soundly.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong here, Ying Shisan gave Ying Liu a wink, and took old Cuitou out.

The tent fell silent.

Yu Wan fetched water, twisted the handkerchief, and wiped Jiang Shi's face. While wiping, she asked Yan Jiuchao, Are you all right? Has the poison been cured?

Well, it's solved. Yan Jiuchao said.

After Yu Wan wiped Jiang's face and hands, she came out with a basin and opened the screen for Jiang.

She put down the water basin, walked quietly to Yan Jiuchao, and took Yan Jiuchao's pulse. Finally, his pulse was all normal, and there seemed to be an unspeakable power in his body.

Is it the formula of longevity? Yu Wan raised her head, looked at him fixedly and said, Breakthrough again?

Yeah. Yan Jiuchao nodded, her gaze fell on her fair face, hiding all her tenderness.

After working hard these days, Yu Wan lost some weight, her chubby cheeks disappeared, and she returned to her original oval face.

Yan Jiuchao raised his hand and pinched it, but there was not much meat left.

Yu Wan took his hand: Yan Jiuchao.

Ok?

How are the children?

Yan Jiuchao looked at her and said, Everything is fine, how about you?

I'm fine too. Yu Wan smiled, holding hands with him, and strolling in the boundless night. The two of them have been married for so long, it seems that they haven't really calmed down, either running east or west, and even the battlefield. One night, she felt that the years were quiet and beautiful.

Yan Jiuchao has never been a talkative person, and neither is Yu Wan, but after marrying Yan Jiuchao, she is. She likes talking to him and hearing his answers.

Yu Wan shook the hands they held: Yan Jiuchao, where do you want to go after the battle?

I don't want to go anywhere. Yan Jiuchao said.

Really boring, Yu Wan curled her lips: I want to go.

Where are you going? Yan Jiuchao asked.

Hmm... Yu Wan looked southeast, Go to Yancheng first, and see where you lived when you were young.

it is good.

I'll take you.

Then, go to the Xiongnu. I heard from Princess Cheng that the grassland there is huge, bigger than all the grasslands in the Central Plains combined.

it is good.

I'll take you.

Where else do you want to go? Yan Jiuchao asked.

Yu Wan raised her head and thought for a while: I still want to go to the Gobi. I heard that the sunset there is beautiful.

Okay. Yan Jiuchao responded.

Yu Wan suddenly laughed, stopped walking, and looked at him with bright eyes without blinking: We will really win this battle, right?

Yan Jiuchao put her hair from the sideburns that was blown by the night wind behind her ears: Yes, I promise you.

The two stared at each other affectionately, not far away, someone was quietly watching this scene.

Yan Jiuchao didn't even look at that person, but still looked at Yu Wan: He hasn't given up yet, I should have known that you shouldn't have saved him when you were in Xuzhou.

Yu Wan looked in Yan Huaijing's direction, and shook her head helplessly: I was not the one who saved him back then, he recognized the wrong person.

Yan Jiuchao looked at Yu Wan strangely, the information he found did not say so.

Yu Wan lowered her eyes and played with his hand: Yan Jiuchao, after the battle is over, I will tell you a secret.

What secret? Yan Jiuchao said.

My background. Yu Wan said.

Yan Jiuchao gave her a deep look: Okay.

...

The war is raging, such warmth is precious, the two held hands for a while, and then returned to their posts to perform their duties. Yu Wan has wounded to be treated, and Yan Jiuchao has a battle plan to deploy.

Yan Jiuchao is doing a sand table deduction with Xiao Zhenting and several generals in the army. Yan Jiuchao gave everyone a thunderous blow today. Who would have expected that the old useless little lunatic would turn into a counterbalance to the Holy One? exist?

To be honest, they still feel that everything is not real, but when they pinch themselves, it really hurts!

Suddenly, Xiao Zhenting thought of something, slapped his thigh fiercely and said: Oh! You are not in the capital anymore, nothing will happen to the Young Master's Mansion and Ah Yan!

All the generals were shocked, yes, the regent is no longer in the capital, and the Shura army has also brought to the front line, so the Young Master's Mansion is really isolated and helpless, right?

What if, they mean what if, the saints send masters to sneak into the capital and take control of the Young Master's Mansion?

The Prince Regent's father, son, daughter, and Prince Da Zhou are all still in the Young Master's Mansion!

Everyone's worries are not unreasonable. It is true that the army of the Holy Clan is stationed in Yucheng, but it is difficult to guarantee that all their masters will guard here honestly.

In fact, on the first night of Yan Jiuchao's battle with the army of the Holy Race, a group of masters from the Holy Race did enter the Young Master's Mansion.

But in terms of realm, they are not as good as the Holy One, but each of them is a well-trained killer, and they have only one purpose - to bloodbath the Young Master's Mansion and take back the Holy Soul Orb!

The holy soul bead is in Yan Xiaosi's hands, Yan Xiaosi's favorite toy, one is a mirror, the other is this bead, she sleeps with it every night.

The holy soul orb can enhance the power of the holy clan, with it, the army of the holy clan will become even more invincible.

This group of masters easily sneaked into the Young Master's Mansion and eliminated all the guards of the Young Master's Mansion who were blocking them.

The nurse heard the sound of fighting, and rushed to the cradle, intending to take Yan Xiaosi out, but was knocked out by a saint killer.

The killer saw the baby sleeping in the swaddle, holding the treasure of their holy clan in her hand.

The killer tried to snatch it with his bare hands, but suddenly a small black shadow flew out of nowhere, like a small cannon barrel, knocking him into the air!

The killer in the yard immediately became vigilant, drew his sword and rushed into the house, but unexpectedly another shadow flashed over as fast as lightning, the man's movement was so fast that the naked eye could hardly catch it.

The man's realm was obviously not as good as theirs, but his movements were too fast, like a ghost, flashing back and forth between them, and by the time they reacted, half of the killers had already fallen.

All of them died by sealing their throats with a sword.

Of course, some killers still sneaked into the house through the windows, but they were all knocked out by the small cannon barrel.

At this scene, even the experts were stunned.

As if he understood that Yan Xiaosi in the house would not be in danger, he stopped rushing into the house and settled down to deal with the killer in the courtyard.

There is no truly fearless killer in the world, unless the threat is not strong enough, the last five killers were scared, exchanged a look with each other, turned around and fled!

The master didn't give them a chance to escape, he raised his sword and sealed his throat with a sword!

When the last saint killer also fell to the ground, he faced the cold wind and left without looking back!

Hell is empty, but Ah Wei is in the world!

Ah Wei entered Yan Xiaosi's room, Yan Xiaosi was already awake, looking around with his eyes wide open.

Ah Wei walked over and gently hugged Yan Xiaosi into his arms.

He used to be most afraid of children, but since he had three good-for-nothing apprentices, he felt that his nanny skills had been illuminated.

The killing was too intense just now, so he didn't pay attention to the breath in the room. However, he knew that she was the Little Saint King. Since she was awake, does it mean that the killers who broke into the room just now were killed by her? Blast it out with the power of the Holy King?

Is that you? Little Sage King? Ah Wei asked.

Yan Xiaosi didn't respond, and she couldn't, she was only over a month old.

She looked over her shoulder.

Ah Wei felt that she was looking for someone.

Yan Xiaosi held the Holy Soul Bead in one hand, and a small yellow flower in the other. The flower bone was bright and attractive, and there was still dew on the petals, as if... just picked from a tree.

...

The village outside Yucheng has been converted into a huge military camp. Under the order of Yan Jiuchao, reinforcements from all sides gathered towards the village.

How many people are there in our hands? Yan Jiuchao asked in the tent.

One hundred thousand. Xiao Zhenting replied.

How many saints are left in the army? Yan Jiuchao continued to ask.

This time it was Ying Liu who answered: Originally there were 80,000 in Yucheng, 10,000 were destroyed, and 70,000 were left. But... the young master didn't say that the total number of those holy kings was 100,000? The other 20,000 I really don't know where they went?

Yan Jiuchao paused, and said: Awei went out of the customs before Shura, he went to the ghost tribe before returning to Dazhou, it is said that several masters of the ghost tribe were arrested, I don't know if they have anything to do with the army of the holy tribe. There is no connection.

The truth is, even though the 100,000 Saint Clan army started from the Saint Clan, they entered the Central Plains in batches. Among the last group of people, the only one who knew how to get to the Central Plains died of illness. They happened to pass by the Ghost Clan at that time, so Grabbed a few masters to lead the way.

And among this group of masters, the one with the highest prestige is A Dou, because A Dou knows the people of Da Zhou, he and the people of Da Zhou have eaten together, drank soup together, fallen off the cliff together, and chatted with each other hometown!

However, Adou can get lost in the mountains behind his home for ten years, and his ability to lead the way can be imagined.

Adou swears, he is really leading the way with his life, but he doesn't know where he took the 20,000 saint army...

It's really a sadder story than a sad one.

Siege the city! Yan Jiuchao said.

You're crazy! Yan Huaijing stood up abruptly, Even if you don't know where the 20,000 saint army is, there are still 70,000 in the city. You haven't seen their fighting power before. You can go there with a mere 100,000 army. Siege, are you taking risks with everyone’s wealth and lives? Do you think you can sweep away the army of the Holy Race with a few hundred Shuras in your hand? You are too conceited Yan Jiuchao!

Yan Jiuchao glanced at Yan Huaijing lightly: Don't go if you're afraid of death, no one asks you to go with you anyway, just obediently be your prince in your tent.

Yan Huaijing used to be able to despise Yan Jiuchao in terms of skill, but now even martial arts have been crushed by Yan Jiuchao.

When Yan Jiuchao unleashed all his strength, he finally saw the gap between the two. Yan Jiuchao's decision was undoubtedly crazy, but no one here thought that Yan Jiuchao was wrong!

I think it's feasible. Xiao Zhenting said, While their morale is low and their 20,000 reinforcements haven't arrived, kill them by surprise!

The minister seconded the proposal!

The minister seconded the proposal!

...

Unanimous vote!

In fact, it's okay if you don't pass, the big deal is to put a knife on the necks of these people and force them to reorganize their language.

Yan Jiuchao said that the siege of the city was not a sudden decision. In fact, Nanzhao's reinforcements had already crossed the border and would soon arrive at another important city gate of Yucheng.

Yu Shaoqing and He Liansheng led an army of 100,000, and Dong Xian'er, dressed in red armor, was also on the march.

You don't need to come. He Liansheng said while riding on the horse.

Dong Xian'er on the side tightened the reins and raised her eyebrows: I've already put you to sleep, I will be responsible for you!

He Liansheng: ...

In the evening, Yan Jiuchao took the lead in attacking the north gate of Yucheng.

The army of saints on the city tower shot flowing arrows at Yan Jiuchao. The horses were all frightened by the burning fire because of their nature. Only Yan Jiuchao's mounts went forward bravely and took the lead in the flowing fire!

It wants to be a war horse.

The General is finally no longer the Witch King's pony, he is a war horse, himself!

The moment Yan Jiuchao flew up to the tower, Nai Xiuluo also flew up to the tower with his Shura army, fought with the guarding soldiers, and opened the city gate from the inside.

After receiving the signal, Yu Shaoqing and his party also launched an attack on the South City Gate.

I'll go first! Dong Xian'er, dressed in red armor, soared into the sky and flew towards the top of the tower.

However, the other party seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and a dense net full of poisonous needles was cast down on her.

Despicable! Dong Xian'er turned pale, and hit the city wall with a whip, trying to use her strength to push herself away to avoid the big net full of poisonous needles, but the big net was too big, and she couldn't dodge it.

At the very moment, He Liansheng flew up, wrapped her waist with one hand, picked up the sword flower with the other, and smashed the poisonous net.

Dong Xian'er instantly felt sweet in her heart, blushed, and buried her head in his chest: Tell me, do you have me in your heart?

He Liansheng didn't speak, just let go of his arm, and Dong Xian'er fell down with a croak.

Ah! Smelly monk! I can't stop talking to you!

...

The siege lasted all night, after which they entered the city.

People in Yucheng kept escaping. Yu Wan evacuated all those who could be evacuated, sent those who needed medical treatment to the town, and left those that were too urgent to stay in the camp.

Yu Wan and old Cui were too busy to touch the ground.

One was just confinement, and the other was old. After a busy day, she sat slumped on the ground, not bothering to take a breath.

The good news came at dawn on the fifteenth day.

Yu Wan had just sewed up the wound of a wounded soldier, when she turned her head and saw Ping'er rushing in: Young Madam! Young Madam! We won! The army of the Holy Clan has surrendered!

The army of the Holy Clan was 80,000, most of which were lost after the desperate fight, and there were less than 20,000 troops left. They ran out of ammunition and food, and all the masters were killed by Yan Jiuchao. None of the generals, they don't want to fight anymore.

Is Yan Jiuchao coming back? Yu Wan's eyes sparkled.

Well! The young master is back! Ping'er said with a smile.

I'll wait for him!

She wants to be the first to see him.

Yu Wan took off her gloves, like a little girl waiting for her lover, she went out with a sweet smile.

No one expected that a spear would fly towards her at this moment.

She stood at the entrance of the village, looking forward to her husband, but the flying spear pierced through her chest.

Young Madam— Ping'er cried out.

Yan Jiuchao, who was riding on the horse, suddenly felt a sharp throbbing pain in his heart!

Yu Wan looked down at the spear, it was the spear that Yan Jiuchao used to shoot and kill Shengzun...

Yan Huaijing rushed out, looked angrily at the saint who had hidden among them at some time, and wiped his neck with his sword!

Yu Wan fell straight down in a pool of blood.

She looked in the direction of the city gate and wanted to speak, but only a mouthful of blood spit out.

She moved her fingertips slightly.

Yan Jiuchao, I feel so hurt...

Tomorrow there will be an ending, and then there will be a special episode between Yan Xiaosi and San Xiaodan.