The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

Faced with such a small thing, even if Sikong Ye was hard-hearted, he would have made a move, let alone he was not.

Sikong Ye frowned, hesitated for a while, and winked at Yan Jiuchao who was at the side, signaling him to take little Luocha away.

Yan Jiuchao has the ability and the will, but obviously Yu Wan does not agree to do so.

Yu Wan is a very talkative person most of the time, and she respects Yan Jiuchao's decision, but it doesn't mean she doesn't have her own persistence. Yu Wan felt uncomfortable, because Yu Wan didn't care about what he was domineering, but what Yu Wan cared about, he always spoiled her.

Otherwise, the two of them would not be here at this moment.

"Grandpa." Yu Wan thought of a way to get the best of both worlds. She called Sikong Ye aside, glanced at the little Raksha who couldn't understand her, and said in a low voice, "If King Raksha loses his martial arts, , is he still alive?"

Si Kongye glanced at his little good-natured great-grandson: "Do you want to ask, can he live after his martial arts are abolished, or can he continue to do evil?"

Yu Wan smiled awkwardly: "Ask all, ask all!"

This little girl's flattering skills are too perfunctory, Sikong Ye shook his head helplessly, and said: "He has become a Rakshasa King, and he has already broken through the limit. There is a fear of life. As for doing evil, it is basically impossible."

Yu Wan opened her mouth: "That is to say..."

Sikong Ye smiled lightly and said, "I haven't finished talking yet."

"Say it!" Yu Wan looked at him seriously.

Si Kongye turned his head, glanced at King Rakshasa who was lying on the ground, and said to his little good-natured great-grandson: "Sang Qiuhan and I are old acquaintances, he was my reading companion for several years, and then he left the Sang family, how many times have we met?" Having dealt with him for more than ten years, based on my understanding of him, this matter may be a bit tricky."

"Why?" Yu Wan asked.

Sikong Ye said: "Didn't you hear that kid from the Sikong family say that Sang Qiuhan is a martial idiot?"

That kid from the Sikong family... are you talking about the head of the Sikong family?

The corner of Yu Wan's mouth twitched: "I have heard a few words."

Si Kongye looked at the mountains falling into the night and said: "A martial idiot without martial arts is like a musician without his hands and a dancer without his feet. This is more uncomfortable than killing him. Instead of torturing him like this, it is better to give him a happy."

Yu Wan was silent.

After a while she said: "Isn't there still a little Rakshasa? He has to take care of it, how can he be willing?"

Sikong Ye turned his head to look at the Raksha King who had been looking this way: "I don't care if I don't want to, why don't you go and ask him yourself, if he agrees to be deprived of all his martial arts, I will spare him life. "

Yu Wan didn't need to ask specifically, although her voice was low when she spoke to the great grandfather, it was not too hard to hear with Raksha King's hearing. Yu Wan just looked at him without blinking, as if she was waiting for him to tell Come up with an answer.

Little Raksha didn't understand why Yu Wan met King Raksha again, and it also looked at King Raksha, with big dark eyes full of innocence and ignorance.

"Don't think about yourself, but also think about Little Rakshasa. If you are gone, what will you do with it? It is an existence that cannot be tolerated in the world. If you also abandon it, who will treat it with sincerity?" Yu Wan After all, he added a sentence in his heart with a sense of guilt, I will take it and take it!

Naturally, she would not make the King Raksha look strange, not to mention that even if she said it swearingly, would the Raksha King really believe it? He can't even trust the Sang family, let alone someone with a foreign surname?

King Raksha looked at little Raksha, and then at Sikong Ye. Just as the heaven and man were fighting in his heart, Patriarch Sang came leading a group of masters.

"Old Ancestor!" He rushed to King Rakshasa in shock, grabbed him, and glared at Yu Wan and his party, "With me here, you don't want to hurt Old Ancestor!"

"It's up to you?" Yu Wan glanced at him and the masters behind him. It wasn't her bragging, but these high-level Shura kings, Yan Jiuchao could deal with them alone, let alone grandpa.

Patriarch Sang snorted coldly: "Since I dare to come, I have my reasons!"

After finishing speaking, he snapped his fingers, and saw the masters behind him spread out to both sides, a burly guard came over, holding a young and beautiful woman in his hand, if it wasn't Zi Yan, who was it?

Patriarch Sang gave the guard a wink, and the guard lifted the cloth strip tied around Zi Yan's mouth. Zi Yan choked up and said, "Awan! They arrested Patriarch!!!"

The head of the Sang family said: "I know, you are from the Sikong family, and you are also from the Lan family. You will not disregard your second grandma's life or death, will you? My second grandma will die a miserable death!"

Yu Wan said lightly: "First Sikong Yun, then Lan Qin, besides threatening people, do you have any other skills?"

Patriarch Sang said with a smile: "It's not about the ability, it's enough to be useful. I only gave them a stick of incense time, and now it's over half. If we don't go back, you may be too late. Of course, you can also take a gamble. After killing us, and then looking for Lan Qin, I don't know...whether it's you who are quicker, or my subordinates are faster at killing people."

This is a bad old thing!

Yu Wan spent half of her life on him!

How despicable can a person be to be able to be used by grandchildren, women and children who have no grievances? The Lan family...it seems that they didn't feel sorry for the Sang family at all, did they? It is said that Rakshasa is inhuman, but the guy who really lost his conscience is clearly here!

Yan Jiuchao came over, gently held Yu Wan's clenched fist, without even looking at Patriarch Sang, and said to King Luocha: "The Lan family has never been threatened, and even if the Lan family is dead, it is a worthy death. Now It's not whether we want to save the Lan family, but you, whether you should let yourself go. Your son has saved my wife and children. If you insist on leaving today, I will try my best to stop grandpa for you; if you are willing to stay , abolish martial arts, I will figure out a solution for the Lan family."

Yu Wan looked at Yan Jiuchao movedly.

Yan Jiuchao said softly: "I won't let Grandma Lan have an accident."

Yu Wan nodded: "I believe in you."

He has never let her down, he said that if there is a way, then there must be a way, and now, it is indeed King Rakshasa's own choice.

King Rakshasa clenched his fists tightly.

Yan Jiuchao said again: "Don't think that if you leave, I won't be able to kill you in the future. I only promise to let you go once, but I will never let you go a second time."

"What an arrogant tone!" Patriarch Sang disdainfully.

King Raksha finally chose to leave with Patriarch Sang.

Little Rakshasa was also taken away by him.

Little Raksha lay on King Raksha's shoulder, staring at Yu Wan with red eyes.

Yu Wan pursed her lips and looked at Sikong Ye: "Grandpa..."

Sikong Ye looked at the direction where King Rakshasa was leaving, shook his head, and sighed: "Forget it, I don't blame you, it's his own choice, I hope he won't regret it."

...

However, after the Sang family master brought him back to the Sang family, he immediately arranged a clean and luxurious courtyard.

Patriarch Sang pushed open the door of the upper room, and said with a flattering smile: "This is the yard prepared for the ancestors in the morning, and there are servants to clean it every day. You can move in just after you leave the customs. Take a look, it's just as you like." ?”

King Rakshasa didn't say a word, just took little Rakshasa into the house.

Little Raksha looked around, looking around curiously.

Patriarch Sang still doesn't know the origin of the little Raksha, but the face of the little Raksha doesn't look like the Raksha King, and it's probably not his own. Could it be that those subordinates fed the children into the blood pool and let the ancestors feed them ?

Judging by the appearance of the ancestor, it seemed that he did not intend to reveal the details of the little Luocha, so Patriarch Sang tactfully did not ask any further questions.

grunt~

Little Raksha's stomach growled.

Patriarch Sang suddenly remembered that he had let the little guy be beaten away with a punch, just for a bottle of blood pills, he suppressed his displeasure, and smiled on his face: "Young master is hungry, I will go give it to you right now." It's ready to eat."

Patriarch Sang personally went to get the blood pill for Little Rakshasa.

After he left the house, King Rakshasa cut his own fingertips and fed little Rakshasa a drop of his own blood.

When Patriarch Sang came back to the house, he happened to catch a glimpse of this movement, and became more and more convinced that the little Rakshasa grew up with the warmth and nurturing of King Rakshasa.

No wonder so powerful...

Patriarch Sang put the blood pill on the table.

In the past, when the little Raksha got good things, he just stuffed them into his mouth, but this time it was not the case. It actually sat there obediently and looked at King Raksha cutely. After a small look, he nodded at him.

Only then did Little Raksha jump down to the ground with the blood pill in his arms, but the first one was not for himself, but for King Raksha.

It's only been a few days since we saw each other, but Little Raksha has changed a lot.

It doesn't seem... like a little evil raised in a pool of blood anymore.

Rakshasa King's eyes moved slightly.

Patriarch Sang had never seen the little Rakshasa before, so naturally he would not notice the change in it, he just felt that this little thing was a little cute and sensible, how could such a big murderous monster like the ancestor raise a human-looking person? little evil? It's puzzling!

"Old Ancestor." Patriarch Sang didn't forget the business, he took out another bottle of blood pills from his bosom, "This is not an ordinary blood pill, it's for healing your wounds, after you take them, within three days, you'll be fine." It can be cured, and then we will be able to kill Mingshan and Sikong Ye, and we will be ashamed of you! And that little girl, she is pregnant with the Holy King, if you suck the blood of the Holy King, It will definitely increase your power!"

When Patriarch Sang said these words, he did not forget to observe his words. He noticed that when he proposed to kill Sikong Ye, the murderous intent on Raksha King's eyebrows was not as serious as it was at the beginning. When he was angry, King Rakshasa even frowned slightly.

Didn't the ancestor hate Sikong Ye the most, and also wanted to improve his skills the most?

Why is his reaction so weird?

The little Rakshasa at the side picked out the blood pills, it jumped off the ground, and brought two empty bowls, one big and one small, with a rattle. It pushed the big bowl in front of King Rakshasa, and ate the blood pill from the small bowl.

Eat whatever you have, and even rush to eat it. This is the survival rule taught by King Rakshasa to little Rakshasa, so it would never leave him something in the past, let alone such a good one.

"Old Ancestor, Old Ancestor!" Patriarch Sang noticed that Old Ancestor was distracted looking at Little Raksha.

"I... want... to rest... you... go out." King Rakshasa said heavily.

"But..." Patriarch Sang hadn't finished speaking when Rakshasa slapped the fan out and even closed the door.

Little Raksha glanced at the closed door, then dodged past and bolted the door!

The Patriarch Sang who was blasted out was so angry that he could tell that King Rakshasa had gone up to Mount Ming, and he no longer wanted to crush Sikong Ye to death, but if Sikong Ye didn't die, how could he destroy the Sikong family? How to sit on the seat of the city lord of Hades City?

"What the hell is Mingshan? How come one or two were bought by them?!"

Patriarch Sang wanted to get angry at King Rakshasa, but would he dare now? Do you have the guts? King Rakshasa... is no longer the blood Rakshasa who was imprisoned in the forbidden area back then!

Patriarch Sang went back to his yard angrily!

He will think of a way, and there must be a way!

Inside the house, Little Rakshasa was gnawing on the blood pill, and King Rakshasa began to heal his injuries.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, mobilized his internal energy, and swam through his dantian and tendons.

In the past in the courtyard of the forbidden area, he also practiced in this way. When the little Luosha was sleepy, he would lumber up and lie down alone at the foot of the bed.

That night, little Rakshasa was sleepy again, but instead of lying at the foot of the bed, he climbed onto King Rakshasa's lap, sat in his arms, yawned a little, and fell asleep sweetly.

In the dark night, King Rakshasa opened his eyes.

He is not a normal person, so naturally he will not raise children normally. Little Rakshasa is afraid of him, except for saving him just now, he has never taken the initiative to get close to him, and he has never been close to it.

He looked at the little Luosha sleeping soundly in his arms, hesitated for a moment, then slowly raised his arm, and stiffly... hugged it.