The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

Zhou Jin stared at the little monster in front of him without blinking.

At this time, the little evil thing looked like an ordinary three-year-old child in his eyes, except that he was thinner, his eyes were bigger, and his hair was shorter. Cover your forehead and ears.

His face was covered with blood, and he looked a little creepy, but the warmth in those blood-red eyes made people feel that the whole night was peaceful.

This kind of feeling is a bit indescribable, like after a great battle, a red-eyed soldier suddenly sits on the yellow sand, the sunset is dim, and his sword is stuck beside him, that kind of tranquility is not easy to come by.

The little evil looked at the child very intently.

People of the Wu clan mostly practice witchcraft and voodoo, and their physical bodies are often not strong enough. In order to better protect this race, they need to refine a very powerful Rakshasa army. In terms of lethality, Blood Rakshasa is undoubtedly the best choice. They are not only powerful in skills, but also amazing in their ability to repair. They can be said that the blood pill is not bad, and the body is immortal, but the reason why the witches did not do this is because the blood rakshasa is an evil thing.

Blood Rakshasa needs to absorb a huge amount of blood energy from refining to promotion. The consequence of doing so is that they are easy to lose their humanity. They are more uncontrollable than the mad Asura. That's why the Wu Clan chose Wu Rakshasa.

Of course, Wu Luocha is also very powerful, but not as evil as Xue Luocha.

But the little evil thing in front of him was not quite the same as the evil thing Zhou Jin knew. To be precise, it was the same just now, but after the appearance of this little baby, the little evil thing seemed to have a human appearance.

Zhou Jin felt it carefully, and made sure that the disappearance of the blood evil spirit was not her own illusion. There was a faint icy breath flowing from this little evil object, which dispersed the blood evil spirit, or pressed it back. in his own body.

Zhou Jin was no stranger to this icy breath, he had felt it from Yan Jiuchao before, and it had a nice name, the Secret of Longevity.

Could it be... the little evil thing also practiced the formula of longevity?

Zhou Jin hadn't researched the specific technique of the Longevity Jue, but judging from the lethality of Yan Jiuchao's display, the Longevity Jue should be able to restrain these evil things.

It stands to reason that the evil thing would not practice the longevity formula, and would not be able to, unless the evil thing also had an inner alchemy that could withstand the longevity formula in its body.

But just now it released such a terrible blood evil spirit, which shows that its body is actually a blood pill.

Could it be... this little evil thing has two inner pills?

One is the inner alchemy of the longevity formula, and the other is the inner alchemy of the blood demon skill.

This guess is absurd. After all, no one has had two inner alchemy so far, let alone two inner alchemy that can restrain each other. But combined with the demon guards, Zhou Jin felt that this hypothesis might be true.

The guards of the Demon Race called it the Holy Demon Fusion, maybe this is what they were referring to?

Although Zhou Jin wanted to figure out the mystery of the little evil thing, it was obviously not a good time. Four demon guards died here. As soon as the companions of those four people came to find them something, wouldn't they be found missing?

Two such important hostages were brought in by four people. It can be seen that the four people are not idlers in the Earth Demon Palace, and they should be found missing soon.

Zhou Jin transported the corpses of the four people into the jade coffin with the power of the Holy Lord, covered the coffin with boards, and said to Little Raksha, I'm leaving, do you want to go?

Little Raksha didn't answer, just obediently looked at the little baby girl in his arms.

Zhou Jin thought for a while and asked, Do you know her?

Little Raksha imitated Yan Xiaosi's speech: Wow wow wow.

Zhou Jin: ...

Zhou Jin suddenly asked, Isn't she your sister?

How else to explain what happened to it?

Little Raksha opened his mouth: Sister, sister.

Zhou Jin was stunned: It's really your sister!

Little Rakshasa was just parroting, but Zhou Jin didn't know it. Zhou Jin regarded him as the baby girl's brother. This conclusion is quite reliable, and he can only let go of it when facing his own relatives. Let the butcher's knife become a Buddha immediately.

The fact that it cares so much about its own sister shows that its humanity has not been completely lost.

Zhou Jin walked up to Little Raksha, and reached out to hug Yan Xiaosi: Okay, give me my sister, let's get out of here first.

Little Raksha immediately turned into a small cannon barrel and ran towards Zhou Jin!

This scene came too suddenly, Zhou Jin was unprepared, and it was too late to activate the power of the Holy Lord when he reacted, so he had to throw a magic weapon for protection. It was a pagoda, which was given to him by the people of the Holy Sect .

Don't take it out unless it is absolutely necessary, because it can block the fatal blow of the Great Guardian of the Demon Race.

In the end, such a life-saving thing fell into the hands of little Luosha.

Zhou Jin didn't expect Little Raksha to be so fierce. Although the pagoda was not broken, it was cracked by the impact. Such a pagoda might still be usable in the future, but it couldn't be used on top experts.

I... Zhou Jin had a toothache, I'm just afraid that you won't be able to hold it, so I just give you a hug.

Little Raksha flew onto the jade coffin with Yan Xiaosi in his arms, looked down at Zhou Jin, and bared his teeth fiercely!

Zhou Jin helplessly supported her forehead.

Is it so difficult to be a good person these days?

Little Rakshasa's strength is of course enough to hug Yan Xiaosi, but he is small and has short arms, and Yan Xiaosi is chubby, so his hugging movements look very funny.

Zhou Jin walked ahead, occasionally looking at the little evil thing calmly, and couldn't help laughing.

Little Raksha saw his eyes and bared his teeth fiercely!

The three of them got out of the restraint unimpeded.

Do you have any other family members here? Zhou Jin asked little Luosha.

Little Rakshasa still didn't answer.

Zhou Jin took a deep breath and said, I have a servant who has been locked up here. I have to find him. Why don't you all come with me? After I finish looking for him, I will take you out. I remember the way in.

Zhou Jin was not sure if the little evil thing understood what he said, but when he turned right to look for someone, the little evil thing followed with the child in his arms.

Naturally, Little Raksha would not walk in a regular manner, holding Yan Xiaosi in his arms, performing lightness kung fu, taking off and jumping, fast and invisible in the night.

Unexpectedly, not long after they left the Dark Hall, San Xiaodan and Sheng Luan came to find them.

The three little eggs poked out three little heads from behind the big tree, and Shengluan also poked out his own bird head, looking furtively in the direction of the dark hall.

Safe! Xiaobao said.

Dabao nodded and walked out cautiously.

Xiao Bao and Er Bao followed closely behind.

Sheng Luan also wobbled and followed.

The white-haired old man looked at the three little eggs who were close to the dark hall unrequitedly: To be honest, don't go there, the demonic energy over there is very strong, I suspect that there are very fierce demon masters inside, it's not you... Cough, it’s not something we can deal with.”

Coward! Xiao Bao turned his head and said.

Slightly! Er Bao stuck out his tongue at him.

The white-haired old man: ...

All right, all of you can go in, can you go in?

Of course San Xiaodan broke in bravely and fearlessly, for the sake of her sister, even Er Bao, who was the least courageous, stopped acting like a baby.

However, what the three of them didn't expect was that they were blocked by an invisible thing just halfway through.

Ouch, my head. Er Bao said while covering his painful forehead.

Xiao Bao stretched out his finger and poked the wave-like barrier in front of him. He couldn't see it when he didn't hit it, and he had to poke it to reveal it.

What is this? Xiaobao asked.

Dabao didn't know either.

Dabao looked at the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man coughed lightly and said: This is the ban of the demons, it is equivalent to a huge golden bell cover, covering the entire palace inside, and you cannot enter without a key.

This means that it is impossible to fly in by riding Shengluan.

Xiaobao opened his mouth to bite, but it was so slippery that he couldn't bite.

Dabao thought for a while, then drew out the dagger at his waist, and chopped it down with one blow!

This is the most powerful weapon refined by the Mingdu Sang family. It is not an exaggeration to call it a magic weapon. It can cut iron as lightly as mud. There is no way to ban it.

When it is inserted with a knife, it is like being inserted into a mass of turbulent water. Can the water be cut out of a hole? the answer is negative.

Erbao cried in anxiety: What should I do? I can't find my sister... woo woo woo...

He cried loudly on the restraints, big tears fell down his cheeks, suddenly, an incredible thing happened, those originally stubborn restraints melted inexplicably.

No one understood how this happened.

The restriction in front of Er Bao was the first to dissolve, and he jumped in: Ouch!

Bully: If you have any killer move, use it!

Er Bao: Hey, hey.

Bully: Let you fight! Who made you hum!

Er Bao: Hey, hey.

Bullies... pawns.