The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

   Chapter 680 [V535] Three little magic sticks! (two more)

   The King's eyes almost popped out!

   The great Soul Rakshasa, the soul Rakshasa who loves cleanliness, how can he drink...drink...urine? !

   "Whose urine?!" The Holy King frowned.

   "My." Xiaobao said.

   The holy king grabbed his throat. Compared to the dark food that was so unpalatable that he wanted to die, this cup of tea seemed to be more deadly. The holy king was not well.

   The Holy King said angrily, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

   "You didn't ask." Xiaobao spread his hands innocently.

   Holy King supported the wall and retched a few times.

   That terrible feeling came again, and if she stayed any longer, she was afraid that she would twitch all over again.

  She needs to be calm, be calm, be calm...

  The apprenticeship is not good, the holy king decided to leave here temporarily, she stumbled out.

The Holy King didn't know how much strength it took to resist the urge to twitch, but she didn't take a few steps when she felt a small thing behind her, she turned her head coldly, and seeing that it was the little guy, she was not angry. "Why are you following me?" he asked.

  Xiaobao's little hand was behind his back. Hearing her words, he looked up at her and pointed to her hand: "You took my cup."

  The Holy King realized that he was confused, he was still holding the dirty thing in his hand, and immediately threw it to the ground in disgust.

  Although the cups were thrown on the ground, Xiaobao was not angry. After all, he was a generous and good baby.

   Little Treasure walked over, picked up the cups, washed them and put them back, mother won't find out!

  Xiaobao took the cup and walked back.

Halfway through   , his little body suddenly stopped, his body arched slightly, he held his breath, his little face flushed red.

  The Holy King saw him like this and suddenly thought.

   The corner of the holy king's lips twitched coldly, and he walked towards the little guy step by step.

   Little Treasure was completely unaware of the approaching danger, so he suddenly grabbed the back collar and lifted it up!

   "Huh!" The Holy King sneered, but before the laughter ended, he heard a loud noise, and an unknown gas sprayed over her face.

  The Holy King was stunned for a moment, then the next second, boom! Falling to the ground in large letters... twitching... stunned...

  Xiaobao: "..."

   Little Treasure went back to the yard, took advantage of his mother's unpreparedness, and went back to his house, then stumbling onto the bed, shaking his two brothers awake: "Someone fainted!"

  Good brothers are to share the blessings, share the burdens, watch together when there is excitement, and save patients together!

  …

  The witch queen went to Yeyang's room after seeing the great elder. By the time she arrived at the Hall of Light, the holy king had already been picked up by the witch king.

  The witch queen looked at the ruined Hall of Light, and it was not hard to imagine what kind of melee was experienced here.

   "What did you say? The Holy King was picked up by the Witch King? Are you sure it's the Holy King?" The Witch Queen looked coldly at the guard in front of her.

   The one who came to report was an old guard who had been in the palace for more than ten years. He had seen the former holy king and even worked with the holy king. He was sure that he would not admit his mistake.

  The witch queen said thoughtfully: "But you said that she has the breath of a soul rakshasa?"

   "That's right." The old guard nodded.

   The witch queen murmured: "The Holy King cannot possibly have the breath of a soul rakshasa, unless... she is a soul rakshasa. Is there such a possibility that the soul rakshasa used a blinding technique?"

   Soul Rakshasa's illusion is no worse than that of a great wizard. What it wants to become in the eyes of the world is just a matter of moving its eyelids.

   The old guard shook his head and said, "Even though the subordinates may fall for its illusion, the Witch King will not. The subordinates believe that she is the Holy King."

   The witch queen sneered: "So, the Holy King was swallowed by the Soul Rakshasa...and turned into a Soul Rakshasa? This is interesting."

   "But she was rescued by the Witch King, what should I do?" the old guard asked.

   "What's so strange about the Witch King saving her? She was his sweetheart, how could he just let her go? I'm even more puzzled, you said that the Soul Rakshasa had an accident and almost lost control?"

   "Not nearly, but already."

The appearance of the Holy King out of control is still shocking in retrospect. I don't know if I took the wrong medicine or practiced the wrong exercises. The whole person suddenly twitched, and the twitching was unnecessary. It was not the Witch King who arrived in time. , she may have pumped herself to death.

   It is a bit exaggerated to say this, but everyone present saw the appearance of the Holy King at that time and felt that she was much less fortunate.

"How could this happen? Who poisoned her?" The witch queen was puzzled. All the medicinal herbs were bought by people she trusted, and she tried the poison with a silver needle before presenting them to the Holy King. There should be no mistake. It is.

   The witch queen couldn't figure it out, so she simply gave up.

She did not expect the matter of the Holy King. She did not expect that Soul Rakshasa was actually sealed by the Holy King with holy bones. Second, she did not expect that Soul Rakshasa was really boiled to death by the Holy King. Third, she did not expect it. Before the soul rakshasa was dying, he even devoured the holy king.

   After a series of shocks, the situation of the Holy King's power was not so difficult to accept.

   "The Witch Queen...Aren't you worried?"

   "What are you worried about? Are you worried that they will rekindle their old relationship and continue their relationship? Or are you worried that the Holy King will kill the Witch King?"

  The old guard opened his mouth and swallowed what he wanted to say.

  It is said that people's first reaction at a critical moment is the most real, and when disaster strikes, what the witch queen is worried about is not whether the holy king will turn against the water, but the feelings and life of the witch king.

  The Witch Queen... she has never forgotten the Witch King...

   "Okay, although the Witch King is not an opponent of Soul Rakshasa, didn't you say that Soul Rakshasa was injured? Then it's better to get Soul Rakshasa back as soon as possible."

Soul Rakshasa is their ally, they will not deal with Soul Rakshasa, and Soul Rakshasa has become a holy king, and the Witch King will not deal with Soul Rakshasa, and even can only protect Soul Rakshasa from the hands of that group of people. After finding the soul rakshasa, who knows whether it is for the soul rakshasa or someone else?

  The old guard didn't say anything. After answering, he led his men to search for the traces of the two kings, the witch and the saint.

   On the other side, the three of Yan Jiuchao were also looking for the Holy King and the Witch King.

  Ying Liu sat on the outer seat and asked anxiously, "Young Master, we have searched the entire Wu clan and haven't seen them. Do you think they have left the city?"

  Shadow Thirteen said: "Yes, young master, do you want to look outside the city? Soul Rakshasa holds a grudge against the Witch King, and will definitely take the opportunity to kill him."

  Ying Liu sighed: "The Witch King is so stupid, that man is no longer a Holy King, can't he see it? It's a shame that he is still a Witch King!"

   In life, there is no way to escape a love character, whether he really can't see it, or whether he sees it and doesn't want to accept it, we don't know.

  Yan Jiuchao lifted the curtain of the car window, looked at the quiet street, and said, "Go back first, and look for it later."

   When the Holy King fled, the Witch King was not the only one in danger.

  The Witch King himself wants to die, Yan Jiuchao can't control it, but he can't let his wife and children fall into the hands of that monster.

   Even if something unexpected happened to the Holy King, it was still easy for her to pinch someone to death.

   Shadow Six drove the carriage out of the Wu clan.

   Thanks to the help of the three elders, they got the Nie Mansion's waist card and went out of the city very smoothly.

  It was late at night, the shops were closed, the pedestrians on the street were scattered, the horses and carriages galloped on the silent road, and the sound of horseshoes and wheels reverberated in the alley.

When    approached Bao Shenchu's residence, Yan Jiuchao suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Wait!"

  Yingliu tightened the reins and stopped the carriage: "What's the matter, young master?"

   Yan Jiuchao stared at him and said, "There is the aura of the Holy King and the Soul Rakshasa."

   is just very faint, sometimes absent, and even Ying Thirteen and Ying Six did not notice it.

   A trace of vigilance flashed in Ying Thirteen's eyes. He protected Ying Six with one hand and held the saber at his waist with the other.

  Yan Jiuchao got off the carriage.

  The two followed him all the way to the alley in the east. The more they walked, the closer they got to Bao Shenchu's residence, and their hearts sank to the bottom of the valley.

  Has the Holy King already found Awan and the others? What happened to Awan and a few little black eggs?

   Yan Jiuchao's face flashed a cold light.

  Boom! Boom! Boom!

   There was a strange movement from the depths of the alley, and the three of them hurriedly accelerated their pace and came to the corner.

   The thumping sound was actually caused by three little black eggs. I saw the three of them with basins on their heads, sticks in their hands, and a bell in the other hand, babbling.

  Yan Jiuchao twitched the corner of his mouth and asked inexhaustibly, "What are you, what are you doing?"

   The three stopped, Erbao said, "We are exorcising evil spirits! The beautiful aunt fainted, and she couldn't wake up no matter how she called."

  Xiaobao pointed at her: "We pinched her."

   Shadow Six: That's the Achilles heel!

  Er Bao pointed to the small pot on the ground: "We poured cold water on her."

   Shadow Thirteen: That is Hua Gong San!

   Dabao picked up a lot of small bottles, and we even used Gu worms for her!

   There are too many Gu worms, I don't know which one is useful, so I used each one!

  Xiaobao spread his hands and said, "But it still doesn't work, she must be a demon! Let's exorcise her!"

   The key point is that you are not dancing the magician's exorcism dance, but the great dance **** of the magic stick...

   I'm sure I'm saving her, not saving her...

   The three of them looked at the three little magic sticks, and then looked at the dying holy king on the ground. For the first time in their lives... they felt that their opponents were so pitiful! ! !

   (end of this chapter)