The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

   Chapter 672 [V527]

Bao Shenchu's cooking skills deeply captured San Xiaodan's heart. After dinner, Yu Wan and Yan Jiuchao fell out of favor together, and San Xiaodan became the little tail behind Bao Shenchu. Follow Bao Shenchu ​​slowly, wherever he goes, they go too.

   Bao Shenchu ​​was so entangled that he could not laugh or cry, so he made a cage of pig buns for the three of them.

   Uncle Yu's pig and pig buns are already at their peak, but Bao Shenchu's is even more superb. After eating his pig pig buns, he can really laugh out pigs.

   "It's nice to hug (Bao) Grandpa."

   "My favorite is to hug my grandpa!"

   "Xiaobao likes it too!"

   "Da Bao said he likes it too!"

   "Then am I your favorite grandpa?"

   "Yes!!!" Erbao and Xiaobao said in unison, and Dabao nodded vigorously.

   Xiaobao said: "Better than Zuzu!!"

  San Xiaodan decisively sold Sikong Zuzu!

  Sikong Ye, who was so satisfied with the abuse of the monarch in Nanzhao, felt inexplicably itchy, and he didn't know what was going on...

   Then he finally performed eighteen kinds of "Ninjutsu", passed five levels and cut six generals, calmed the monarch who was angry with Lord Yuezhang, and was beaten again, he also wanted to know what happened...

   Bao Shenchu ​​was entangled by the three little eggs to enjoy the hard-won happiness of the family.

  The rest of the people went to Grandma's room to discuss the next plan together.

Yu Wan put her hands on her cheeks and sighed, "They all say that people are short-handed and soft-mouthed, but the Witch King has already eaten my grandpa Bao's meal, and he still won't give in half a step. He wants to steal the bones of the Holy King, and he wants to Destroying the Soul Rakshasa, what can we do? The whereabouts of my father and mother are still unknown."

   She sighed, and Zhou Yuyan also sighed.

  Yan Jiuchao played with the Kongming lock in his hand, as if he was in his own world and turned a deaf ear to their conversation.

   Shadow Thirteen asked: "Grandma, the lack of a clone of Soul Rakshasa has an impact on his own strength?"

  Grandma said: "It will have an impact. It is still sealed in the coffin, and it can only do evil through the clone, but its clone is gone, which means it can't easily shoot at us."

   So it was right for Yu Shaoqing to drag Soul Rakshasa's clone down the bottomless pit, at least for the situation at hand, it almost turned the corner.

   I don't know what their current situation is.

  There is nothing to do about the bottomless pit, so it is better to take care of the situation in front of you first.

  Yingliu blinked and said: "It can't shoot at us, can't we kill it easily?"

   Grandma gave him the look of an old father and said, "You are far outside the Wuzu city, so naturally it can't easily shoot at you, but if you get close to it, it can still kill you."

   Soul Rakshasa is good at mental attack. As long as the distance is close enough, killing a master is almost effortless.

   The fighting spirit of everyone was so easily ignited that the grandmother poured out a basin of cold water again.

   Suddenly, Yan Jiuchao put the Kong Mingsuo in his hand on the table with a click: "Tomorrow, I will kill it."

   "Young Master!" Ying Shisan's expression changed.

  Yu Wan said: "Tomorrow's full moon has just passed, and your skill can only recover 50-60%. If you just run and kill it, will you have a bad chance of winning?"

   Yan Jiuchao's fingertips tapped on the Kongming lock a few times: "Just a soul rakshasa."

   The implication was that he didn't take that monster in his eyes.

   Everyone is going to be in a mess!

  Young Master or something, you still have to be a little self-aware!

However, everyone also understood why Yan Jiuchao would be so anxious to kill the Soul Rakshasa. As for Soul Rakshasa, it would take one more day to recover and one more day to recover, and the recovery of its skill is not calculated by 10% or 20%. , Tomorrow, 50% of Yan Jiuchao may face the Soul Rakshasa with 5% of success, and the day after tomorrow, Yan Jiuchao with 7% of success may face 100% or even stronger Soul Rakshasa.

   And there is no upper limit to the power of Soul Rakshasa, no one knows how powerful it is.

   Shadow Thirteen said sternly: "Then I will enter the palace with the young master."

  Yingliu sat up straight: "And me! I'll go too!"

  Yan Jiuchao paused and nodded seriously: "Alright, you guys go steal the bones."

   Two people: "..."

   They obviously want to help fight monsters! ! !

  …

  When the sky was dawning, Yan Jiuchao's internal strength gradually began to recover, and he took Ying Shisan and Ying Liu two and set off to the Witch Palace.

Thanks to the help of the sorcerer king, the three of them learned of a small side door to the palace. The door was originally the prison of the sorcerer, where the apostles who had purified their bodies lived. gradually vacated.

   In the early years when the Witch King was on the throne, it was converted into a warehouse. Now he has been ill for many years, and I don’t know if the Witch Queen has rebuilt that place.

  If it is rebuilt, then that road will probably not work.

Fortunately, the three of them were lucky. The Queen Wu remodeled the place, but instead of turning it into a fortress, it became a pasture for horse training. There were not many guards at the horse training ground, and Yan Jiuchao easily avoided the guards. The patrol, swaggered into the palace.

   On the other side, the guards of the Elder Hall and the palace happened to encounter Lao Cui Tou who was buying medicinal materials. One of them participated in the arrest of several people. He saw Lao Cui Tou being held hostage, and recognized Lao Cui Tou on the spot.

  Old Cui Tou secretly screamed, and ran away!

   But where is he the opponent of a group of guards? Seeing that he was about to be caught, Zhou Yuyan appeared.

   Zhou yuyan rolled his whip with a long whip, rolled the old Cuitou over, and then spilled a bag of intoxicating medicine, and took the old Cuitou back to Bao Shenchu's house in the chaos.

   "Don't breathe! Poisonous!" shouted one of the guards.

  The rest of the people hurriedly covered their mouths and noses. At this moment, the third elder came with a pair of horses. He sat on the tall horse, frowned slightly when he saw this, and asked his subordinates to call a palace guard over.

   "Three elders!" The palace guards bowed respectfully.

  The third elder looked at the chaos on the scene and asked with a frown, "What happened?"

  The palace guard said: "Returning to the third elder, just now my subordinates found out that the group of meticulous accomplices, an old man, was caught earlier, and they were rescued later."

   "Are you sure it's him?" the third elder asked in a deep voice.

  The palace guard said: "This subordinate is sure! Originally, the subordinate was going to catch him, but suddenly a woman with strong martial arts came and took the old man away."

   At this time, all the drugs had fallen to the ground, and the scene returned to normal.

  The third elder got off his horse and handed the reins to his confidant. He stepped forward and stopped at the place where the two sides were fighting.

  Everyone saw him crouching down with his brows furrowed. He picked up a leaf on the ground with his fingertips, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it. Then he lost the leaf and stood up and said lightly, "Where is there a wine seller around here?"

   About half an hour later, Bao Shenchu's yard was surrounded by guards.

It was also a coincidence that Yan Jiuchao went out with Ying Liu and Ying Thirteen, Yu Wan, Mu Qing and Zhou Jin went out. Except for Zhou Yuyan and Dawa, there was a room full of old, weak and sick people in the yard. Also know the result.

   Zhou yuyan was strong in martial arts, but she couldn't stand their crowd. Soon, she and Dawa were held by the guards with knives around their necks.

   Dawa still bears Wen Xu's face, but now, everyone knows that he is a fake Wen Xu, and naturally no one will care about him anymore.

   "Three elders, there are still people!" The guard said, escorting Bao Shenchu, old Cui Tou and grandma out.

   "There are still three little ones!" Another guard and his companions pushed the three little eggs out, saying that the deposit was not appropriate, and the three fell asleep, not knowing that the enemy was killing them.

  The three palace guards hugged them, feeling like they were holding a 10,000-pound scale, so heavy that their arms would break.

  What did these dolls eat to grow up? Why is it so heavy! ! !

   But after hugging for a while, half of the arms of the three guards went numb.

The guard headed by    said: "Third Elder, since someone caught it, we should return to the witch queen and the first elder."

   "Are you taking them all back?" the third elder asked indifferently.

The guard headed by    said: "Of course not, the witch queen said that in the meticulous work of this group of saints, except for the woman and a few small things, there is some use value, and the rest... kill them all!"

   "Okay, then kill." After the third elder said indifferently, Dawa frowned and looked at Nie Wanrou's biological father in horror.

"kill!"

   The three elders gave an order, and his subordinates drew out their swords, and the swords fell from their hands, and the blood spattered three feet!

   Dawa only felt his throat and cheeks warm, and the next second, he saw the first elder and the guards of the two witch queens collapse in a pool of blood.

   (end of this chapter)