The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

  Chapter 581 [V436] Nine brothers against the sky, the king is back!

Sikong Changfeng's situation has been completely controlled, the demonic energy in his body has been removed, and even the internal injuries caused by Sangjia Shura King's Yin evil internal force have been repaired. Everyone feels incredible, only the Sikong family master Understand what's going on.

Everything also benefits from the longevity formula handed down from the ancestors. The ancestors of the Sikong family are from the Wu clan, and they hold part of the inheritance of the Wu clan. To restrain all evil spirits and demonic energy, of course, the other party's longevity art realm must be high enough, otherwise, the endangered Sikong Changfeng cannot be saved.

   "Patriarch, who is that son? He looks the same as the second son, and has the same aura as the ancestor..." A guard from Sikong's family couldn't help expressing his doubts.

   The head of the Sikong family shook his head: "I don't know his origin, but he is the uncle of our Sikong family."

   "Ah? Uncle?" The guard was shocked, "Does our Sikong family have such a young uncle?"

No wonder the guards were so surprised, the fact is that the head of the Sikong family has no sisters, and there are only two sons, Sikong Changfeng and Sikong Yun, and there are daughters from concubines, but they are all in their 30s or 40s. Whose uncle would be in his early twenties? What about young talents?

   The owner of Sikong didn't go any further, he was the descendant of the ancestor, and it was the ancestor who decided whether or not to announce their identities.

  Patriarch Sikong instructed: "Everything will be decided by the ancestors after leaving the customs, so don't make rash discussions."

  The guards saluted: "Yes, my subordinates take orders!"

   However, after Yan Jiuchao treated Sikong Changfeng, he went back to the house alone and was very embarrassed. He managed his emotions and expressions, and went to Ying Shisan's house calmly.

   Ying Liu had woken up and returned to the house, and was standing in front of Ying Thirteen's bed to wash Ying Thirteen's face. When Yan Jiuchao came over, he hurriedly got up and gave a salute: "Young Master."

  Yan Jiuchao looked at Ying Thirteen who was in a coma, and Ying Six who was dumbfounded. Another memory that he couldn't bear to look at directly came to his mind.

"What? Are you thinking about your little white face again? You are already this king's woman, and you will never have a chance to see him again in your life! If you are acquainted, just listen to this king, otherwise, this king will kill your two. subordinate!"

   "Which two subordinates?"

   "Those two are called Ying Six and Ying Thirteen!"

  Yan Jiuchao closed his eyes, his hands buried under his wide sleeves clenched tightly into fists.

Ying Liu called his young master but didn't respond, and saw the young master who was holding back, blinked, realized something, and said hurriedly and solemnly: "Young master... uh, no... Wang, forgot the secret. It's time for you to be called like that. Wang disguised himself as the young master of Yancheng so that he would not reveal his identity as a ghost king in the Underworld! Please rest assured, Wang Xian, I remember Ying Shisan and I! We won't call it wrong again!"

  Yan Jiuchao wanted to die even more...

  …

After using the longevity formula to rid Ying Shisan of the evil spirits that the master of the Sang family had left in his tendons, Yan Jiuchao resisted the urge to hit the wall every minute, and silently walked back to his room, where three little black eggs One after another woke up, sitting on the bed like a fat dumpling, rubbing his eyes and yawning.

   "Daddy!" Erbao saw Yan Jiuchao, slipped out of bed with his bare ass, and ran towards him.

   Dabao and Xiaobao also ran over.

   The three little guys raised their heads, opened their black eyes, and looked at him without blinking.

   "Elder Yin, do you have a son?"

   "If I return to the king, I don't have it."

   The corner of a ghost king's lips ticked: "This king has it."

   Elder Yin with an arrow in his heart: "..."

   "Elder Mo, do you have a son?"

   "If you return to the king, I have two."

   The curvature of a certain ghost king's lips is even bigger: "This king has three!"

   Elder Mo, who was also shot in his heart: "..."

   "King, King!" Elder Jin raised his hand with a smile, "I have five sons!"

   A certain ghost king sank his face instantly: "...You are no longer the elder of the ghost clan! Drag it down!"

  Elder Jin was stunned: "King! King! What did I do wrong?!"

   Yan Jiu twitched the corner of his mouth and grabbed a rope in shame.

  Er Bao asked: "Daddy, what are you doing?"

  Yan Jiuchao: Hang in place!

  …

Yu Wan walked around the Chaoyang Palace and thoroughly inquired about the situation last night. The Sang family really sent experts to come to Mingshan to assassinate. Now, I want to take advantage of the last chance on the night of the full moon to kill the ancestor and Yan Jiuchao.

There are not many people who know this weakness. Apart from the parties, there are only her and the Saintess. The Saintess is now imprisoned in the Hades Prison, and there is no way to communicate with the outside world, unless—the Saintess had leaked the news before she was imprisoned. .

   As for who it leaked to, it goes without saying that it is Sikongyun.

   And Sikong Yun was “taken” away by the Sang family master again. With his sloppy temperament, wouldn’t it be easy for the Sang family master to speak out of his mouth?

   "He's really a guy who has more than enough success. He was sold, and he even paid for it."

As for a few Shura kings who felt the aura of the holy king and turned to arrest the holy king, they were not noticed by the disciples of the Sikong family and Chaoyang Palace. In their opinion, they were going to assassinate Yan Jiuchao, so Yu Wan I don't know that I almost became the prey of the Sang family.

   When Yu Wan returned to the house, the three little guys had already dressed, had breakfast, and ran off to play. Yan Jiuchao sat by the window with a cold and arrogant look.

  Yu Wan walked over with a half-smile, holding onto the back of his chair with one hand, and said narrowly, "I've been married three times, is it fun, Young Master Yan?"

   "It's not this..." Yan Jiuchao stopped in time when he was halfway through.

   "Ben what?" Yu Wan raised her eyebrows and looked at him, motioning him to continue.

   Yan Jiuchao snorted and turned his face away.

  Yu Wan didn't miss this opportunity to tease him, hehehe leaned over: "This young master or this prince? Huh?"

  Yan Jiuchao looked at the face she was leaning towards her, her eyelashes fluttered, she looked forward, and said solemnly and coldly without squinting, "Bright day! Bright sky! What a formality!"

  Yu Wan snorted and squinted at him and said, "I don't know who asked me to make up a bridal chamber for him in the daytime...and made it up several times..."

   "Yu Awan!" Yan Jiuchao's ears turned red.

   Yu Wan then hurriedly said: "And show me the sunrise... Said that I would never want to leave someone for half a step in my life..."

   Yan Jiuchao held back!

  Yu Wan bent down, rested her elbows on the table, and looked at him with her hands on her cheeks: "Yan Jiuchao, do you like to kill me?"

   Yan Jiuchao didn't look at her, and said solemnly: "That is the ghost king against Jiang Batian!"

  Yu Wan pouted: "The words are right and wrong."

  Yan Jiuchao looked out the window and said expressionlessly, "This young master doesn't have it!"

   "No good! No good! An accident happened in the dungeon!"

  While the two of them were bickering, a young disciple who was patrolling the dungeon came over in a hurry.

  The little couple gathered their thoughts in unison, and walked towards the door.

   Family Master Sikong also came out of Sikong Changfeng's house. The three of them looked at each other and looked at the little disciple in unison.

   "What happened?" asked Patriarch Sikong.

   The younger disciple said, "The woman in the dungeon injured my senior brother and escaped!"

   "Where did you escape? Is it the temple?" Yu Wan asked.

   The little disciple shook his head: "No, she didn't go to the temple. Senior brother chased her for a while, but didn't catch up, but senior brother said that she seemed to be going in the direction of the Sang family."

"The Sang family?" Yu Wan frowned, "She's not stupid, and she knows how to go to the Sang family. With the sins she committed, the Sikong family and the temple can't tolerate her no matter what. Lan Sooner or later, the family will abandon her and Lan Jiao, and now only the Sang family has the ability to protect her."

   Patriarch Sikong said with a cold gaze, "I'll send someone to chase her!"

   "No need."

   It was Yan Jiuchao who opened his mouth.

   Family Master Sikong and Yu Wan looked at him puzzled.

  Yan Jiu looked at the Sang family and said, "Let her go."

  …

The Sikong family did not pursue the saintess, and the saintess successfully arrived at the Sang family. She was covered in blood and didn't even have any decent clothes. The Sang family's guard looked at her with disgust: "Where are the beggars? "

The efficacy of   Hua Gong San has passed, and the Holy Maiden's power has recovered. This person is so rude, she must teach her a lesson.

   She raised her hand and slapped the opponent flying.

  The guard fell heavily to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.

   His companion was stunned and looked at this embarrassed woman in disbelief: "You... Who are you? How dare you make trouble at the Sang family?"

   The saint said coldly: "Go and tell your master, and say that the saint is here!"

   "You? Saintess?" The companion looked at her with contempt.

   The Holy Maiden urged her inner strength: "Do you want to eat my palm too?"

The    companion felt a huge murderous aura, and he was startled. He didn't dare to neglect it any longer, and went to the bottom of his feet.

   About half an hour later, a man who looked like a butler came to the gate and took the saint to the front hall.

  Sang Patriarch sat high on the throne, looking at the saintess's appearance casually: "You said you are a saintess? What evidence?"

  The Holy Maiden walked to the screen inlaid with the Holy Maiden Stone, put her hand on the Saint Maiden Stone, and saw that all the Saint Maiden stones on the screen were glowing with a faint green light.

  The most powerful saint in the history of the Lan family, the green-robed saint Lan Ji!

  Sang Patriarch's eyes narrowed slightly: "You are indeed a saint, why do you disguise yourself as someone else?"

   "It's none of your business," said the saint impatiently.

  Sang Patriarch's eyes flashed a hint of coldness, but he smiled on his face: "I don't know if it's a saint, but Sang has lost his way."

   He said, stood up, and bowed his hands to the saint, giving her his seat, "Please take your seat."

  The Holy Maiden said proudly: "Sit and don't sit, give me a yard, let someone prepare water, find some clean clothes, I need to take a bath."

  Sang Patriarch touched his chin and smiled: "It doesn't seem right to do this... It's not that Sang is unwilling to entertain the saint, but..."

The saint raised her chin and interrupted him: "You don't need to say the hypocritical words, I know that Sikong Yun is in the Sang family, and I also know that you and the Sikong family have completely torn apart your face. The movement of Mingshan last night was caused by you, it didn't work. Right? You have to deal with the Sikong family, so do I. We have a common enemy, why not join hands?"

  The owner of the Sang family said slyly: "You are just a lost dog now, what can you do for us?"

   The saintess' eyes turned cold, and she said sternly, "You guys want to replace the Sikong family to become the royal family of the Underworld. Without the approval of the temple, you won't be right even if you win!"

  Patriarch Sang lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment: "Okay, I promise you, I will join hands with you."

  The Holy Maiden turned and walked out of the flower hall.

   "Take it." The owner of the Sang family threw a small medicine bottle to her.

   "What is this?" The Holy Maiden took the medicine bottle and turned around and asked.

  Sang Patriarch said lightly: "It's an elixir that can increase the power of your bloodline. I don't want my ally to be just a mere green-clothed saint."

   Merely? Does this person know how precious the Saintess in Green is? The Lan family has been inherited for many years, and she is the most powerful saint!

   "Don't think that I don't know that your Lan family has a holy king." He was near Mt. Ming last night, and he also sensed the aura of the holy king.

  The Holy Maiden squeezed her fingers tightly, holding back her jealousy and said, "So what? Do you think the Holy King can be used for you?"

  Sang Patriarch smiled lightly: "So you can't be too bad, don't lose too much to the Holy King."

   "Humph!" The saint rolled her eyes angrily, took the medicine pill and walked away.

  Sang family's medicinal pills really had a miraculous effect. That night, the saintess felt that her bloodline had changed. The saintess stone changed from green to blue, from blue to blue, and at dawn, there were a few lines of purple light faintly emitted.

   The saint sat cross-legged on the ground and looked at her hands in disbelief: "I... I'm the saint in purple?"

   She is the purest purple-clothed saint!

   She is the Holy Maiden in Purple!

  The Holy Maiden was mad with surprise, not noticing that the maid who was guarding the door left silently.

  The maid came to the house of the Sang family head, bowed respectfully, and said, "The head of the house."

   "How is it?" asked the Sang family leader.

   "The Elementary Lady in Purple," the maid said.

  Sang Patriarch hooked the corners of his lips meaningfully: "I can really touch the barrier of the purple-clothed saint. It is indeed a bloodline that has not been encountered in a thousand years...bring people here."

   "Yes!" The maid led the order back to the yard of the saint, and reported from outside the door, "Your Highness, the head of the family has a request."

The bloodline of the saintess has undergone earth-shaking changes. This is simply impossible, but after thinking about it, the impossible has also happened. That girl can be pregnant with the holy king. What is strange about her becoming a purple-clothed saint? of?

"The Holy King is not yet ready. With my current strength, I can kill him with a single coercion!" The Holy Maiden was immersed in great joy, and she even had a good look on the Sang family master who helped her turn over. Hearing that he wanted to see her, she went without saying a word.

   "Patriarch Sang." She greeted with a smile.

  Patriarch Sang looked at her up and down, and smiled with satisfaction: "I haven't seen her for a night, it seems that the saintess's skill has improved again."

   The saint nodded with a light smile: "As the power of the bloodline increases, the skill will naturally increase."

   Not only has her power improved, but her breath has become much more rosy. She has never felt so energetic before.

   "Is the Holy Maiden hungry? Can I have something to eat?" The head of the Sang family asked with concern.

Look, look, her realm has improved, this old man's attitude towards her is very different from yesterday, the saintess Yun said casually: "I'm not hungry, the Sang family master came to me to talk to me about the destruction of the underworld. Shan and Sikong's plan?"

  Sang Patriarch smiled: "This is not in a hurry, I want to take the saint to a place first."

   "Oh?" The Virgin stretched her tone.

  Sang Patriarch looked at her and said, "It's the forbidden area of ​​our Sang family. Except for me and the experts in the forbidden area, no one else has been there, not even Yun'er."

The saint raised her eyebrows and said, "Is the Sang family's head showing me your sincerity? Thank you for the Sang family's medicinal herbs, I am now a purple-clothed saint. I, Lan Ji, is not a person who is grateful and does not want to repay it. I will definitely do it. Do your best to help the Sang family!"

  Patriarch Sang glanced at her, then folded his hands and bowed: "Sang Mou thanked the saint first."

  The Holy Maiden said proudly: "Aren't you going to take me to the forbidden area? What are you doing? Go to the forbidden area, so I can kill the holy king!"

  Sang Patriarch smiled: "Please."

   Saintess entered the forbidden area of ​​the Sang family together with the Sang family master.

The Lan family and Sikong's family also have forbidden areas, but they are far less big and mysterious than the Sang family. At first, the two entered a cave. The further they went in, the narrower the passage and the darker the light. Painted caves.

  The grotto was filled with a thick **** smell, which was disgusting.

  The Holy Maiden covered her nose: "How long do you have to go?"

   "It's almost time." The Sang family head said lightly.

  The Holy Maiden's stomach was tumbling violently, and the blood all over her body seemed to be stirring uncontrollably: "It smells too bad, you want to show me something, just take it out, I don't want to go in!"

   "How can you do it if you don't go in?" The Sang family head turned around and gave a sinister smile.

   He held a luminous pearl in his hand, and the faint light of the luminous pearl shone on his face, his gloomy appearance was like a ghost in purgatory.

   Holy Maiden's heart skipped a beat!

  Patriarch Sang supported her shoulder: "Do you know what's down there?"

  The Holy Maiden looked down, only to realize that she was walking on a dark single-plank bridge. Under the bridge was a viscous pool of blood, strangely the smell of blood was so heavy...

  Sang Patriarch said gloomily: "I originally planned to feed it with the Holy King, but unfortunately I didn't catch it. I think it would be good to come to the Purple-clothed Saintess."

   The Virgin's face paled: "You!"

The saintess slammed the palm of her hand and smashed the head of the Sang family. Then she performed light work and flew away from the cave, but at the moment when she was about to fly out of the cave, a column of blood came surging, wrapped her body, and swept her away. Drag down the pool of blood—

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