The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

Yu Wan has been hijacked by the black messenger for so long, of course she already knows the identities of Grandma and Ah Wei and the others, but she has always believed that they have no evil intentions towards her, otherwise she would have had so many chances to attack her. , they have already succeeded.

Yu Wan dare not say how smart she is, but she can still tell who is good to her and who is bad to her.

If it wasn't for Grandma and the others, it would be impossible for Yan Jiuchao to find the two herbs.

Therefore, whether it is love or reason, she cannot ignore the life and death of Grandma and the others.

"Eh? You're not dead?" Old Cui found Adou with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Adou snorted: "We masters, we don't die so easily!"

Yu Wan also looked at A Dou: "A Dou, do you know where they will take Grandma?"

Adou said: "Where else can I go? His palace!"

After A Dou finished speaking, he frowned. He felt as if he had forgotten a very important thing, but he couldn't remember what it was.

Old Cui glanced at him, hehehe, isn't it the White Messenger? Didn't they want to take your "madame" back? You caught it!

A Dou scratched his head, what did he forget...

The mountains of the ghost clan are verdant, and the palace is located in a beautiful mountain. , that is another matter.

The old man and A'wei sat in the bare prison car, and their luggage was placed on top of another prison car. The leader was the first-class guard under the King of Ghosts, named Goshawk.

Goshawk came from the same sect as Master Qingyan and Yuegou, and they were both the king's personal guards. The difference is that Goshawk has higher qualifications in martial arts. He became the king's personal bodyguard, while Qingyan and Yuegou were both Selected by the old man, he became the white envoy who went to arrest his wife.

During the three years of his mission, Goshawk got the guidance of the ghost king and the guardians, and his martial arts improved by leaps and bounds. Today, his skill is no longer inferior to that of Shura.

In comparison, Qingyan and Yuegou's attainments in martial arts are not great, but if you ask about their vision, they are naturally higher. , Helian Mansion, there is no place they have not been to.

But what is the use of vision?

Now it is the goshawks who walk outside in high spirits, but they are the ones who are imprisoned in the prison car.

Qingyan sighed: "Hey, we are all old friends now, don't say welcome us, at least give us a decent carriage, let the tribe see us in a while, isn't it shameful?"

Goshawk ignored him and continued to walk up the mountain expressionlessly.

Qingyan wiped his face helplessly, looked at the old man with his eyes closed, looked at Yuegou and Awei who were frowning tightly, and then said with a deadpan face: "Brother Cang, Brother Ying? At least give me some saliva?"

Goshawk pulled out the sword, and a slash of bitter sword energy struck Qingyan's hair, and a strand of Qingyan's hair was chopped off. He was so frightened that he dared not speak again.

When approaching the palace, the prison cart was covered with a black cloth, and when the wheels finally stopped turning, the black cloth was uncovered.

At this time, the sun was thinning on the western mountains, and deep in the mountains, the setting sun was like blood.

Goshawk has left to return to the king.

Together with the prison cart, they were thrown in a lonely courtyard. At first, there were guards guarding them, but later even the guards didn't bother to guard them.

There is no other reason, this prison car is made of Wannian black iron, they are locked here, it is basically difficult to fly, there is no need to guard against it.

Qingyan leaned against the prison car behind him, looked at the gray-blue sky, and sighed: "Grandma, do you think we will die?"

The answer is beyond doubt, they betrayed the king, of course there is no way out, the difference is to die quickly, or be tortured to death.

"Grandma, what do you think the king will do with us?"

Qingyan grew up so big, he had never seen the real face of the king, let alone understood him, and only the priest among them was often summoned by the king. It can be said that no one in the whole clan knew the king better than the priest .

However, Wang is an uncertain person, even Grandma can't guess what he will do.

"Pao Pao or Ling Chi? I guess." Grandma said calmly.

Qingyan's fine hairs were blown up.

Cannonball?

Ling Chi?

Do you want to be so scary?

The old man went on to say: "The king doesn't like to be cut in half. He said half of his body will lose his breath if he twists it a few times. It's boring."

Twist, twist twice?

Qing Yan recalled the image of himself being chopped off at the waist, and then half of his body writhing in pain on the ground, and couldn't help but retch while clutching his chest.

"Rumours, are the rumors true?"

Wang is really so cruel?

Qingyan's whole body is not well.

The old man lightly opened his eyelids and glanced at him: "Rumors? Huh."

In fact, the king was not born to be so cruel, he was grown up by the old man, and he was a young man like jade when he was young, but unfortunately he refused to listen to dissuasion and insisted on practicing martial arts in the forbidden area. tidy.

Although the old man didn't practice martial arts, he vaguely understood that the king had cultivated some evil skills. It was probably more serious than Shura's madness. If he wanted to restore his original temperament, he would have to lose all his martial arts. How could the king be willing?

Years of evil deeds changed not only Wang's temperament, but also his appearance. He became so ugly that he had to wear a mask.

There are not many people who know these secrets, and the old man is one of them.

But maybe soon, the old man will not count, because he will be executed by the king.

"Just now... I heard Shura's voice. Shura was with Awan. Have they received Awan from Nine Dynasties? That stupid girl wouldn't really trade herself for us, would she?"

Speaking of this, Qingyan couldn't help sighing again.

If possible, he really hoped that he could tell her, don't waste your energy, it's useless to come, the king will not let them go, but she will put herself in for nothing.

"Hey, what's the matter with you two?" Qing Yan and Grandma talked for a long time, but Yuegou and Ah Wei didn't respond at all. like.

Yuegou lowered her head guiltily.

It was only when he slipped through the rope that he discovered the secret in the burden!

He and Ah Wei finally slid over. When Ah Wei tied the burden to his body, an egg accidentally fell out, which scared him to death!

Qingyan keenly noticed the strangeness of Yuegou, squinted his eyes, and asked, "Hey, are you two hiding something from us?"

Just when Yuegou could barely hold back and wanted to confess, a figure of immortality walked over casually.

"Brother, long time no see."

Qingyan turned his head to look at the other person, it was a man who was about the same age as the old man, slightly taller than the old man, wearing priest's robes, with a proud face.

Qingyan knew him, Grandma's younger brother, Qiu Wuya.

Qingyan didn't have a good impression of him. First, he had a bad reputation. In his early years, it was rumored that he used living people to test medicine. Because he was grandma's younger brother and cousin, his life was spared by the clan elders; The second is that this person has some personal issues with grandma.

In short, Qingyan doesn't like him.

Seeing him wearing priest's clothes, Qingyan frowned: "Who allowed you to touch Grandma's things?"

"You can see clearly." Qiu Wuya spread his arms and smiled, "He is no longer a priest, I am, you should call me grandma instead."

"Amao" in the ghost clan means venerable, but only very close relatives can call each other that way.

Qingyan gave him a disgusted look: "You deserve it?"

Qiu Wuya was not quick to speak with Qingyan, he came to the old man, smiled, and said: "The last time I saw senior brother, senior brother wanted to drive me out of the clan, but unexpectedly when we meet again, senior brother is actually sitting in front of you." In the prison car. For the sake of senior brother taking good care of me, I will beg Wang to give senior brother a good time later, but these little ones, forgive me for being powerless."

The old man looked at him lightly.

Qiu Wuya sneered and said, "Brother, don't look at me like this. I didn't ask you to betray the ghost clan. I told you that one day, I will make you look at me with admiration."

The old man's eyes were cold: "What did you do? Why did the king appoint you as a priest?"

The corner of Qiu Wuya's lips twitched, "Because I can heal Wang's face, I can make Wang Guangming stand in front of the world."

The old man shook his head: "The king's face cannot be healed at all, unless..."

Qiu Wuya interrupted him: "Unless he gives up martial arts? Brother, that means you are incompetent, but it doesn't mean I can't."

After finishing speaking, he leaned close to the old man's ear, and said in a volume that only two of them could hear, "Using the heart of a living person as medicine, the blood of seven pairs of virgin boys and girls, the fetus of seventy-seven forty-nine days... Brother, I want more!" Do you want to continue listening?"

The old man looked at him calmly, there was no trace of his irritation in his eyes.

Qiu Wuya was a little disappointed: "I said this to senior brother three years ago, and senior brother wished he could kill me. How can senior brother remain indifferent now?"

The old man closed his eyes and ignored him.

Qiu Wuya sneered and said: "Then why don't I tell you another piece of good news, Madam has come back and is on her way to the palace, I have already laid a net of heaven and earth, senior brother, I will replace those who you failed to catch." Catch the king! I will prove to the king that I am the most trustworthy priest!"

"You despicable villain!" Qing Yan slammed into the wooden board of the prison car.

Qiu Wuya took a step back, looked at Qingyan and his party with a sneer, "Someone is here!"

Two guards stepped forward in response, cupped their hands and said, "Priest Qiu!"

Qiu Wuya ordered coldly: "Take care of them closely, don't give them food or water."

"This..." The two guards looked at each other, and one of them said, "My lord Cang said, let us watch carefully so that nothing goes wrong. A few strong men are fine, but the priest..."

The old man was getting old and couldn't bear too much trouble.

Qiu Wuya said sarcastically: "Is what my priest said no longer useful? Starving him won't hurt anything. If anything happens, I will take care of you."

The guard said: "Since Priest Qiu said so, then I will just obey orders."

Qiu Wuya sneered and left.

Qingyan was so angry: "Bastard!"

Yuegou looked at Grandma with chapped lips, and touched her waist silently, only then remembered that the water bag had been searched away.

"I'm fine." The old man closed his eyes.

After nightfall, Qiu Wuya sent someone to bring good wine and food to the guards. The delicious smell of meat mixed with the aroma of fine wine made Qing Yan and the others hungry.

Suck~

A certain egg took a saliva.

Just when Qingyan and the others were so hungry that their chests pressed against their backs, the load on another prison cart suddenly moved.

Qingyan happened to be facing the direction of the burden. He suspected that he had read it wrong, and rubbed his eyes. The next second, he saw the cloth on the burden lifted from the inside, and a small round head poked out.

Damn!

Qingyan supported the wooden plank behind him and almost didn't jump up!

Two or three round little heads popped out.

suck~ suck~

So hungry!

Qingyan opened his mouth wide, he was so surprised that he almost lost his voice, he tugged on the old man's sleeve.

The old man swallowed: "I'm not hungry."

Not hungry! Yes...you see!

The three little black eggs climbed out of the burden, twisted their chubby bodies, and got out from the gap between the wooden boards of the prison cart.

He was obviously very fat, but he got through such a narrow gap.

The three little black eggs slid up behind the guards.

The guard also fed the last bite of meat into his mouth.

The three frowned in disappointment.

The guard didn't have enough to eat, so he touched his stomach, said, "I'll get it," and then got up and went to the kitchen.

The little black eggs followed cutely, without making any sound.

"Ah, grandma!" Qingyan finally recovered his voice, "Look over there!"

Grandma looked in the direction of his finger: "What?"

Qingyan was dumbfounded.

What about people?

Where are the eggs?

What about three eggs? ! !

Who is going to harm the palace? 23333