The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

The three little eggs were arrested, and it sounds a little unfair. When they entered the restraint, some big holes were broken in the restraint for some reason, and they entered in a daze. However, when they came out, the restraint did not move.

It's useless to beat and beat, the restriction is not broken, and they don't understand why.

Erbao yelled for a long while with his hips on his hips, opened it, opened it, but couldn't stop it.

They thought, since they couldn't go ahead anyway, they should go around the back mountain, but they were caught by the big net of the back mountain.

San Xiaodan had her hands behind her back and was tied up with five flowers, looking innocently at the masters in the hall.

In fact, when the demon guards found them, they didn't intend to tie the three of them. There is no need to guard against such a young child, right?

Unexpectedly, when the three of them saw that the white-haired old man was tied up, their hearts became unbalanced instantly.

The three little eggs walked over and asked the demon guards to tie them up too!

Why did the rookie get tied up but not them? Could it be that their threat is not as big as a rookie? snort!

When the Great Protector of the Mozu saw that they even tied up three little dolls, his brows frowned. What kind of cowards? Do you even have to tie up a few children?

This is not to say that the Great Protector of the Demon Race has much compassion for the three little eggs, it is simply that it is unnecessary. The subordinates seem to have frightened the previous righteous monks into fright, which makes the Great Protector of the Demon Race feel uncomfortable.

Suddenly, a murderous aura emanated from his body, and the temperature in the hall seemed to drop.

And behind a certain big pillar that no one noticed, Zhou Jin and little Luosha opened their eyes wide at the same time.

Zhou Jin never expected that he would meet acquaintances in this world. If he admitted correctly, those three little coal balls were sister Wan's sons, right? Strange, why did they come here? How could it fall into the hands of the Mozu people?

And according to the report from the demon guard just now, they escaped from the dungeon, but he went to the dungeon with the little evil just now, and didn't find them.

Could it be...

Zhou Jin recalled the scene of Little Raksha searching around in a dungeon that had been mowed down by someone. Could it be that was the cell they had stayed in? How did the little evil find out?

Of course Zhou Jin would not guess that the little evil thing knew the three little eggs. He glanced at the white-haired old man and secretly guessed, could this old man be the little evil thing's family?

Zhou Jin looked at Little Raksha, who was looking eagerly, with unconcealable excitement in his eyes.

It's family, right?

Otherwise it wouldn't be such a big reaction.

While Zhou Jin was secretly speculating about the relationship between the little Rakshasa and the white-haired old man, the Great Protector of the Demon Race in the center of the hall recognized the identity of the white-haired old man.

He squinted his eyes and said: Wait, isn't this the Zuo Zuo envoy of the Holy Sect? It's really disrespectful, disrespectful, for the Zuo envoy to come here.

The white-haired old man subconsciously covered his face with his hand: You've got the wrong person.

Don't cover it up, Zuoshi, just because of your pissing nature, you know him even when you turned into ashes, what's the matter? Did you not be killed by your patriarch when you betrayed the Holy Sect? Or did you escape?

What nonsense are you talking about? When did I betray the holy sect? I... just stole a few altars of good wine from the patriarch. Who knew that the wine in them was medicinal wine... After speaking, the voice of the white-haired old man dropped .

This incident has been said for some years. He was a gangster back then, and he saved a disciple of the Holy Sect by chance. That disciple's status in the Holy Sect was not low, and he also got the status of the Holy Sect.

He is used to idle clouds and wild cranes, how could he possibly stand the holy sect's rules and precepts? When he didn't pay attention, he ran to steal the wine from the patriarch and drank it.

It turned out that it was not ordinary fine wine, but a medicinal wine that is said to have spiritual power, which is of great use. The patriarch didn't say what it is for. In short, he seemed to have ruined the great event of the patriarch. The patriarch was furious and sent him away. Guard the entrance to the holy place.

Oh. The Great Protector of the Demon Race is not interested in these old things, he just wants to know why the people of the Holy Sect came here, whether it is him alone, or how many people are lurking in the Earth Demon Palace.

He walked towards the white-haired old man step by step: Tell me, where did you hide them?

The white-haired old man was taken aback: Who is hiding where?

The Great Protector of the Mozu sneered: Don't play tricks on me, your quack tricks are not worth a finger in front of this Protector. If you refuse to confess honestly, I will have to force you to confess.

Wait! Please speak clearly first! The white-haired old man said seriously, Why are my quack tricks not worth a finger in front of you? Did you get cheated of a spirit stone at the beginning? A set of broken exercises?

That liar is you? The murderous aura around the Demon Guardian's body instantly increased several times.

The white-haired old man said: Hehehe, of course not, but I can trick you back to that spirit stone!

Demon Guardian: ...

The fists of the Great Protector of the Demon Race clenched and rattled: Put him on the flame pillar, when will you explain it, and when will you give him a good time!

The white-haired old man panicked.

What's the situation? Why are you going to put him on the fire?

He didn't hide anyone! He has nothing to do with the deaths of those guards!

Why can't I finish reciting tonight's pot?

The white-haired old man was dragged down.

Dharma protector, what should we do with this bird and this child? A demon guard asked.

Pull it to another sacrificial altar and tie it up! Throw that bird to the animal garden, and let the group of strange beasts eat it! the Great Protector of the Demon Race ordered.

yes!

A team of demon guards took Shengluan and the white-haired old man away, and another team of demon guards took the three little eggs to a secret room underground.

The Great Protector of the Demon Race said to the rest of the masters: You all come with me, there must be other monks in the Earth Demon Palace, you must rescue them, don't tell them to stop the Demon Lord from coming to the world!

After this group of people went out in a mighty way, Zhou Jin came out from behind the pillar. He had felt the murderous aura from the little evil thing several times just now, and he was worried that the little evil thing would not be able to resist rashly making a move. up to now.

What an impressive little monster.

However, for some reason, Zhou Jin couldn't get close to the little evil thing in his heart. It didn't mean that he rejected the blood Rakshasa, but he had a vague feeling that this little blood Rakshasa would snatch things from him one day in the future!

Whoosh!

Little Luosha carried Yan Xiaosi to the secret room.

The secret room is at the bottom of the ground. It turns out that the underground is where the real Earth Demon Palace is located. It is a huge hall with eighty-eight pillars topping the sky, each of which is carved with a fierce black dragon totem, and the eighty-eight black dragon magic pillars pass through , They came to a place similar to a cemetery.

It was dark, as if it was endless, and every few steps there would be a grave, and those who were captured were tied to the pillars on the grave.

The pillars on the east side are already full, and the pillars on the west side are probably still on the way.

All these tied people lost consciousness, their heads drooping, like ghosts who might wake up at any time.

In other words, does the devil lord come to the world with such a big posture? Who is the other party? How much patience do you have?

Two demon guards took the three little eggs to a row of three graves, and were about to tie them up when Xiaobao suddenly said, I don't want this, I want that!

He looked at the grave next to Dabao and said.

The demon guards were puzzled. When the child opened his mouth, they thought he was afraid to ask for help, but in the end they asked them to change the grave to a closer one? This, what is this operation?

No! This is mine! Er Bao said, resolutely not to give up his little soil bag to Xiao Bao, since he stepped on it, it was his territory!

I'll trade with you! Xiaobao said.

No change! Erbao said.

The guards of the demon clan are all confused, are you sacrifices? Don't you see it's dark and dark and cold in here? Didn't you see so many people tied up around you, all fainted? Not afraid to cry loudly, but also bargaining for the grave, what's the matter, you guys are awesome? Can you still have the consciousness of a dying person?

It's so noisy, I'll give you medicine! said one of the demon guards.

The companion nodded, and took out a pack of medicinal powder from his pocket, and the first one to feed was Xiao Bao, who was the loudest.

But he just opened the paper bag.

Ah Choo!

Xiao Bao sneezed, and a pack of medicine powder splashed on his face, and he instantly said, ...!!

Hahahahaha! Erbao raised his head and laughed.

Another demon guard stretched out his hand, intending to grab the child by the neck and pour the medicine powder from his side into him.

At this moment, Zhou Jin made a move.

The mighty power of the Holy Lord was like a long sword that pierced through everything, swishing and shooting from the hearts of the two of them one after another.

The two demon guards didn't even have time to scream, so they fell to the ground with wide-eyed eyes.

Zhou Jin used the power of the Holy Lord again, and untied the iron chains on San Xiaodan's body.

San Xiaodan groaned first, then raised his head and looked at Zhou Jin in unison.

Although they are ugly little briquettes, but they are sister Wan's flesh and blood, he will still like them.

Zhou Jin smiled and walked towards the three of them.

The third little egg was excited, and ran over here in a rattling manner.

Actually...you don't need to be so excited, just say hello, don't you want a loving hug?

Having said that, Zhou Jin still opened her arms with a light cough.

Unexpectedly, the three little black eggs ran past him in a swish, and threw down the little Rakshasa behind him.

younger brother!

Zhou Jin: ...