The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

Patriarch Sang's strength is at least equivalent to that of a fourth-order Asura King, but he was blown away by this little thing's fist. Compared with why it called him, everyone seemed to want to know where their noble Patriarch was called. up.

Patriarch Sang's body drew a beautiful parabola in mid-air, and everyone's eyes followed him, turning into dots after chasing people, and then the little black dot disappeared.

So, what about the host?

The masters of the Sang family were dumbfounded.

Qingyan and Yingliu who followed not far away were also stunned. ?

"Little, little, little... Is the longevity formula that the young master sealed in it gone?" Ying Liu asked dumbfounded.

Qingyan nodded in horror: "I don't think there are many left."

Otherwise, how could he blow people to the ends of the earth with one punch.

The masters of the Sang family came prepared, but unfortunately, the sudden situation of the head of the Sang family messed up everyone's position. They lost their backbone and became panicked in an instant.

Little Raksha stared at them with bared teeth, and slammed into them like a cannon barrel!

I saw this group of masters who were all masters of Mingdu being knocked into the air one after another. There is no one in the history of the most tragic scene of abuse.

A majestic master, who didn't even have a chance to make a move, was bumped so that his parents couldn't find him, miserable, really miserable!

Qingyan covered his eyes, unable to bear to look directly.

At the end, when only the guard dressed as a merchant was left, the guard held out his hand solemnly: "Don't come here! I... I, I, I... I will fly by myself!"

After all, he gave himself a slap and sent him flying without hesitation.

Patriarch Sang was found on a distant tree branch by the guards who came to look for him. When he found him, his clothes were all torn, and he was tied to the tree branch by a vine in a miserable state. Glittering in the setting sun.

All guards: "..."

Are they pretending not to see it or are they pretending not to see it?

Patriarch Sang gritted his teeth and scolded: "What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you get the Patriarch down soon?!"

Two daring guards got him down.

As a result, the front also looked at it.

What's worse, Patriarch Sang saw that they saw it.

All guards: "..."

Is it too late to pretend to be blind now...

Patriarch Sang has lived most of his life, and has never been so ashamed. Not only has he suffered physical abuse and injury, but his spirit and soul have also suffered unprecedented shocks.

This group of people who have seen him in decline must die!

But reason told him that too many of his masters had already died, and he couldn't waste any more.

The head of the Sang family stubbornly resisted the urge to run away, and under the eyes of everyone pretending to be blind, he returned to the Sang family with a blushing face.

"Family... Patriarch." The guard Li, who was dressed as a merchant, limped into the house. The masters who were knocked into the air by the little Rakshasa today are still in the process of further searching and salvaging. Fortunately, he came back with a limp.

Not only did he lose face in front of his subordinates today, but he also lost face in Sikong's house. Thinking of this, Patriarch Sang wished he could pass out. However, this also made him realize one thing, that is, little Luocha's strength is extraordinary. If it can be used for its own use, it will definitely make the Sang family even more powerful, and if the little Luocha falls into the hands of the Sikong family, the Sikong family will have a bargaining chip to compete with the Sang family.

This little thing is so important!

Patriarch Sang's expression turned cold, and he said: "Go and prepare, tonight, I must catch little Raksha back to me!"

Guard Li hesitated and said, "What if...you can't catch it?" That little thing is too strong, okay?

Patriarch Sang's eyes were dark and he said: "If you can't catch it, you will destroy it!"

"This..." Guard Li was shocked, "Let the ancestor know..."

The head of the Sang family sneered: "How did the ancestor know? He is from the Sang family. Does he believe the Sikong family or us?"

Guard Li paused: "Even so, this subordinate still thinks it's a pity to kill little Luosha."

Patriarch Sang looked at him coldly: "So grab it! Don't force the Patriarch to kill it!"

Guard Li thought of another way: "Patriarch, why don't you wait for the patriarch to leave the customs, let him commit suicide on the Ming Mountain, and snatch the little Raksha back? He will definitely not miss if he goes out."

Patriarch Sang said impatiently: "Don't you see that little Luocha has been coaxed into submission by the Mingshan gang? You let the ancestor kill him, is the ancestor killing him, or is he visiting as a guest? "

"This..." Guard Li choked. They don't know what the relationship between Little Rakshasa and Patriarch is, but judging from the various reactions of Patriarch, he cares a lot about Little Raksha. If... He was really subdued by Mingshan, so would the ancestor be invited into Mingshan by the little Raksha?

The Blood Raksha Patriarch is their biggest bargaining chip to win, and they must not fall into the hands of the Sikong family, otherwise all their plans for so many years will be used to make wedding dresses for others!

"Do you understand now?" Patriarch Sang looked at his expression and asked.

Li Shiwei clasped his fists: "Yes! This subordinate will lead people to kill Mingshan!"

"Wait." Patriarch Sang meaningfully stopped him.

...

It was night, and the masters of the Sang family gathered again. Because of the importance of the matter, all the masters who went to Sikong's family this time were Shura kings who were not lower than the seventh rank. They all felt the shock of that coercion.

Patriarch Sikong was discussing with Sikong Changfeng about dealing with the Sang family in the study, when suddenly there was a powerful coercion from all around, the air was as solid as substance, and both of them were holding their breath.

"What's going on?" Patriarch Sikong frowned.

Sikong Changfeng came to the door, looked into the boundless night, and said solemnly: "The master of the Sang family is here again."

Patriarch Sikong was furious: "Is the Sang family going to rebel blatantly?"

Sikong Changfeng murmured: "I'm afraid it is, the little Rakshasa has fallen into our hands, and they can't wait."

The father and son left Sikong's house and came to the gate of the mansion. As expected, the masters of the Sang family were already ready to fight.

The leader is Li Shiwei, the confidant of Patriarch Sang.

He was riding on a tall steed, looking arrogantly in the direction of the Sikong family, and did not dismount to salute when he saw the city lord and eldest son of Hades coming. Surrounded by an impenetrable carriage.

Sikong Chang said calmly: "What? Your patriarch has been found?"

The patriarch of the dignified Sang family was punched away by a little baby. This joke can make Mingdu laugh for half a year.

Guard Li's face became a little ugly, he grabbed the reins tightly, and said: "The person sitting in the carriage is not our Patriarch, but someone you didn't expect."

Sikong Changfeng frowned, and looked towards the carriage together with Patriarch Sikong.

Guard Li rode his horse to the side of the carriage, opened the curtain with his spear, and saw Sikong Yun was tied up in the dark carriage, covered his mouth with a cloth, and stared wide-eyed in shock and anger.

Patriarch Sikong's complexion changed: "Yun'er!"

Guard Li sneered and said, "Hand over little Luosha, and I'll return your son to you."

Patriarch Sikong glared and said: "He is the young cousin of your Sang family!"

Li Shiwei smiled sinisterly: "It's the son of your Sikong family! If you still want your son's life, you can exchange it with the little Rakshasa! Luo Sha, I will not promise to do anything to Young Master Ling."

Patriarch Sikong was trembling with anger!

mean!

How despicable!

Even the relatives and grandchildren can use it unequivocally, it is really not as good as a beast!

Guard Li raised his finger and counted slowly: "One, two, three..."

"Uh-uh--" Sikong Yun looked at his father begging for help.

Patriarch Sikong got angry and said: "Little Raksha is not in my hands! It is in Mingshan. My son has offended people in Mingshan. They will not hand over little Raksha in order to save my son!"

Li Shiwei said lightly: "That's your own business, it has nothing to do with me. I only know that after ten beeps, your son's life may be gone... Four! Five!"

"Ten!" Sikong Changfeng said the last word for him, and drew his sword to stab Sikong Yun in the carriage.

Patriarch Sikong suddenly changed color!

Rao, the master of the Sang family, didn't expect that Sikong Changfeng would suddenly attack his younger brother. Could it be that, as the rumors said, the two brothers had been at odds for a long time, and they all wanted to kill each other?

Sikong Yun is their bargaining chip. Until Patriarch Sikong expressly gives up on him, Guard Li will not allow him to have an accident for the time being. The moment Sikong Changfeng drew his sword, he stopped counting, waved the spear in his hand, The wind fights.

Seeing this, Patriarch Sikong gave an order: "Give it to me! Kill them all!"

The masters of the Sikong family are in full force!

A good threatening play messed up Sikong Changfeng, and the two sides fought fiercely. However, due to the disparity in strength, the chaos did not last long, and all the masters of the Sikong family were suppressed by King Shura of the Sang family. up.

"I'll count to the last!" Guard Li's spear rested on Sikong Changfeng's neck, "...Ten!"

As soon as his words fell, Patriarch Sikong stretched out his hand, and was about to say the word "slow". Unexpectedly, at this moment, a small lightning-like figure galloped over, leaving afterimages in mid-air, and slammed into Guard Li. .

Li Shiwei didn't even have time to scream, and fell to the ground without blood.

The afterimage didn't stop because of this, it was still swaying around at an elusive speed.

If Guard Li's body hadn't fallen so straight, everyone probably wouldn't have believed that afterimage was real.

"what--"

A seventh-rank Shura king also fell.

This is the seventh step, the seventh step!

"what--"

Another seventh-rank Asura King fell. This Asura King had already reached the peak of the seventh-rank, and was only one step away from breaking through the eighth-rank.

At this point, the masters of the Sang family all felt an unspeakable panic.

Suddenly, an eighth-rank Asura King stepped forward!

A destructive coercion was released from him, and the powerful internal force spread like a torrent towards the surroundings. Patriarch Sikong had never felt such a terrifying force. Immediately, his chest hurt, and blood flowed out from his seven orifices. .

Not to mention Sikong Changfeng, his ribs were crushed.

The masters of the Sikong family fell down almost instantly.

The eighth-rank Asura King is not far from the adult Saint King. His strength can be imagined, and the speed of the little figure has finally slowed down.

Seeing that he had successfully contained it, the eighth-rank Shura King smiled triumphantly, stretched out his palm, and slapped the little figure fiercely!

He's going to kill the little thing!

Everyone thought that little Rakshasa would surely die, but what happened next made them all dumbfounded.

The palm of the eighth-rank Shura King was indeed slapped down, and it also hit the little Raksha, but in the next second, the little Raksha knocked a hole out of his indestructible body like a small cannon barrel!

The eighth-rank Shura King lowered his head in disbelief, looked at the big hole in his chest, and fell down with a bang...

Patriarch Sikong's legs went limp, and he almost knelt down!

This is the eighth-rank Shura King, almost infinitely close to the existence of the rumored Holy Emperor Shura, and it was solved by this little guy with one move.

No, that's not a move.

It has no moves.

Patriarch Sikong rubbed the cold sweat on his forehead, swallowed, not knowing how to describe his mood at the moment, luckily this little thing didn't become their enemy, otherwise...

The eighth-rank Shura kings were all dead, and the masters of the Sang family panicked and fled one by one. Little Raksha bared his teeth ferociously, and chased after them!

Just when it was about to pinch another high-ranking Shura King to death, a roar-like sound suddenly came from the direction of the Sang family, and an extremely thick bloody smell surged in the air.

Little Raksha paused in the air, looking at the Sang family and groaning.

The low roar approached, and the bloody smell doubled thicker. The black clouds in the sky were dyed red, and the surroundings seemed to be plunged into a sea of ​​blood.

"What's going on here?" Sikong Changfeng felt that he couldn't breathe.

Patriarch Sikong turned pale with astonishment: "No! It's the blood Raksha... no, King Raksha... King Raksha is here!"

The second watch is also a fat chapter~

The monthly ticket red envelope is opened, babies remember to get it, okay~