The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

"Patriarch, we have searched all over the Second Young Master's properties in Hades City, but we haven't found any trace of Second Young Master!"

In the study of the Sikong family, a confidant guard reported the results of an hour-long search to Patriarch Sikong.

Patriarch Sikong looked solemn, and the eldest son Sikong Changfeng was with him in the study.

Sikong Changfeng has always been like an air in the Sikong family, no one cares about his life and death, and he does not interfere with the general affairs of the Sikong family, but this time, the enemy is in front of him, and no one from the Sikong family can be willful.

Patriarch Sikong glanced at his eldest son, and asked the guards, "Where are those fireworks places? Have you looked for them too?"

The guard clasped his hands and said, "I have searched for everything the Master said, and I have not let go of any of the places the Second Young Master often goes to or where he might go."

"Where's the Sang family?" Sikong Changfeng asked.

Patriarch Sikong frowned, and looked at the guard coldly, as if waiting for his answer.

The guard said: "Without the Patriarch's order, the subordinates dare not search the Sang family rashly."

"It seems to be at Sang's house." Sikong Changfeng said.

Patriarch Sikong's expression became more serious.

Sikong Changfeng had a full view of his father's expression, and said calmly: "After all, the second brother is the grandson of Patriarch Sang, and Mrs. Sang is protecting him, so I think he won't be hurt for the time being."

As for the rift between the two families in the future, that is another matter. Perhaps Sikong Yun will become a bargaining chip used by the Sang family to restrain the Sikong family, but there is a prerequisite for doing so, that is, the Sang family cannot beat the Sikong family.

Judging from the current situation, this possibility is unlikely. The Sang family first had Yin Gu, and then they produced the seventh-rank Shura king. Their strength is no longer inferior to that of the Sikong family. The only one who can defeat them in the Sikong family is the ancestor. It's a pity that the ancestor has retreated, and whether he can break through is still a matter of discussion.

"If I were the Sang family, I probably wouldn't give the ancestor a chance to break through." Sikong Changfeng pondered.

Patriarch Sikong didn't speak, because he agreed with the eldest son's statement. He has sat in this seat for so many years, and he understands the importance of timing better than anyone else. Opportunity, the Sang family's ambitions have been exposed, and it's useless to be a small person. It's better to take advantage of the old ancestor's retreat and control the initiative in his own hands.

As long as Patriarch Sikong is gone, the Sikong family will not be able to deal with them even if they want to.

"I know that the Sang family is not simple, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult. I thought they, like the Lan family, just wanted to be a first-class nobleman..." Patriarch Sikong paused, and said self-deprecatingly, "Nursing Yin Gu, cultivating Shura King... Judging from this, they probably want to replace the Sikong family and become the new generation of Hades royal family."

Sikong Changfeng didn't talk about the Sang family's ambitions, but said: "Father, the news of the ancestor's retreat can't be hidden for too long, and we should all deal with it in the future."

Patriarch Sikong nodded: "You take all the masters of the Sikong family and go to the Chaoyang Temple in Mingshan. Be sure to protect the ancestors."

Sikong Changfeng saluted expressionlessly, turned around and left.

Looking at the back of the eldest son going away, Patriarch Sikong sighed with regret.

Suddenly many masters came to Mingshan, and the atmosphere in Chaoyang Palace suddenly became tense.

The disciples who went to search the mountain came back, and knowing that something happened in the Chaoyang Palace, they were all on guard.

Yu Wan looked at the guards who were obviously several times larger, sighed softly, closed the window, and said to Yan Jiuchao who was carving wooden daggers for a few little guys: "Your skills have not recovered, no matter what happens in a while, Don't even come out."

Yan Jiuchao snorted faintly.

Yu Wan thought for a while, then turned her head to look at Yan Jiuchao and said, "You said... will the people from the Sang family really come tonight?"

"Come!"

Xiaobao's crisp voice came from the yard, he was calling for his two elder brothers.

The corner of Yu Wan's mouth twitched, and she said again: "We have quite a few masters, so we should... be able to beat them?"

"Can't beat!"

Xiaobao's voice came from the yard again, Erbao and Dabao were fighting Gu, and asked Xiaobao if he could beat him, Xiaobao decisively poured Erbao a basin of cold water.

Yu Wan took a deep breath, and continued to say to Yan Jiuchao: "If things go wrong in a while, let's run away."

"I can't escape!" Xiaobao said seriously.

Yu Wan frowned, and pushed open the window lattice: "Yan Xiaobao! Who can't escape?!"

Xiaobao looked at his mother in a daze, pointed to Erbao's Gu worm that fled the battle and said, "Gu, Gu Gu..."

...

The three little black eggs were tired from playing, and fell asleep with their heads tilted in the middle of the bath. Yan Jiuchao wiped the little guys, put on their clothes, and carried them to the soft beds, which Yu Wan had already made. He took off the quilt, patted the side of the bed and said, "You can sleep too."

Yan Jiuchao hummed, and flicked his sleeves to extinguish the lamp on the candlestick, he just remembered that he had lost all his martial arts skills, walked to the table with a dark face, and extinguished the candle.

The family rested.

Outside Chaoyang Hall, Sikong Changfeng put down his long sword and sat down cross-legged.

He closed his eyes quietly, when the night wind blew, his plain white robe moved with the wind, rustling in the silent Mingshan.

I don't know how long after, his ears moved, and he opened his eyes suddenly, a gleam of piercing light flashed in his eyes, then he grabbed the long sword beside him, drew out a slash, and slashed the flying sword in the air. hidden weapon!

However, it's just a slash.

You know, this sword was given to him by his grandfather when he was still alive, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a family heirloom of the Sikong family. However, facing the weapons of the Sang family, he failed to cut them off. It can be seen that the weapons of the Sang family are powerful. up.

The sound of the clash of weapons kicked off the prelude to tonight.

Sikong Changfeng soared into the air, stabbing the killer in the dark with his sword, and the killer swiftly blocked the sword with his red-tasseled spear.

The red-tasseled spear specializes in restraining long swords, and the Sang family really came prepared. However, the number one young master in Mingdu did not blow it out by mouth. Even though the killer had the advantage in weapons, he lost his internal strength and moves. In the end, he died under the sword of Sikong Changfeng.

But everything didn't end there, the killer was just asking for directions, and the real assassination was just about to begin now.

A few incomparably powerful auras suddenly surged in the dark night, Sikong Changfeng's eyes flickered, and he summoned the masters of the Sikong family.

Twenty Shura Kings and fifty Shura Kings came out in full force, and surrounded those auras.

Even if the realm is not as good as the masters of the Sang family, the victory lies in the large number of people, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like there is no chance of winning, but what no one expected is that those auras are too overbearing, and they kill a hole almost instantly. Flying towards the Chaoyang Palace with a murderous look!

Sikong Changfeng said seriously: "Stop them!"

The disciples of Chaoyang Palace showed their swords one after another.

The leading disciple said: "Form an formation! Protect the ancestor!"

The realm of Chaoyang Palace disciples is not high, but after forming an formation, they actually stopped two sixth-rank Shura kings!

It's just that it didn't stop for too long, the seventh-rank Shura King appeared, and he almost broke the formation of the disciples with overwhelming strength.

The disciple of Chaoyang Palace vomited blood and fell to the ground.

The seventh-rank Shura dynasty flew in the direction of the secret room.

It was too late to say it, and a coercion from the Ten Thousand Gu King came over heavily.

The seventh-rank Shura King yelled, released a huge internal force, and confronted the Ten Thousand Gu King fiercely.

The two sixth-rank Shura kings took the opportunity to fly into Sikong Ye's courtyard. Sikong Changfeng and several Sikong family experts chased after them, trying to kill them. Kan dragged one of them, and the other sixth-rank Shura searched from room to room.

He was going to kill the ancestor, but when he passed a room, he suddenly felt an unusual aura.

Not only did he feel it, even the seventh-rank Shura King who was confronting the Ten Thousand Gu King also felt it.

That is the breath of the Holy King.

There is a holy king here!

The blood of all the Shura kings of the Sang family is boiling. The holy king is a better sacrifice than the Yin Gu. As long as they get the holy king, they can refine the most powerful power in Mingdu. It will be the opponent of the Sang family!

With a flash of thought, the sixth-rank Shura King immediately changed his plan, instead of assassinating Sikong Ye, he went to capture the Holy King!

He kicked away Yan Jiuchao and Yu Wan's room.

There was a man, a woman, and three children lying in the room, and he sensed the breath of the Holy King from the woman.

The sixth-rank Shura King grabbed Yu Wan without saying a word!

The monthly ticket red envelope has been opened, okay~