The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

"Then what should we do now? This monster not only has the strength of a soul rakshasa, but also the power of a holy king. It is dangerous for the young master to face it!" Ying Liu was so anxious that his palms were sweating.

Ying Thirteen also feels that things are not optimistic. The young master was hurt when he was young. Although it is not as broken as Yu Zigui said, it is not far from it. In short, before inheriting the skills of the ghost king, Shao The Lord has never practiced martial arts.

But I have to admit that the young master does have astonishing talent in martial arts, otherwise it would be impossible to raise the Longevity Art to the ninth level in such a short period of time, but the young master is facing both the holy king and the witch king. The young master's current skill seems to be far from enough for a big monster that cannot be easily killed.

Ying Liu was aggrieved and said: "It would be great if Madam was here..."

When Madam is not confused by beautiful men, she is still very reliable.

But what's the use of saying this now? The lady and the master have fallen into a bottomless pit, and their life and death are uncertain...

If they had known that Soul Raksha would wake up completely today, they would not have entered the palace rashly, but they would have known that it was not whether they would kill Soul Raksha, but whether Soul Raksha would let them go.

The figure of the holy king landed lightly on the corner of the eaves, and his purple robe fluttered in the wind, like a blooming holy fairy orchid.

Her bright red lips evoked an inscrutable smile, although she seemed silent, but Ying Liu and Ying Thirteen somehow felt that she said something, but they couldn't hear it.

"Sound transmission into the ears!" Ying Shisan said solemnly.

Ying Liu took a deep breath and asked, "Isn't sound transmission into the ear a long-lost martial art in the Central Plains? Soul Rakshasa and the Holy King are not from the Central Plains, so how can you do this?"

Ying Shisan said: "Have you forgotten the ability of Soul Rakshasa? He is good at capturing souls. Every time he devours a master, he can use the opponent's unique knowledge for his own use."

Ying Liu suddenly realized: "So, it devoured a master from the Central Plains earlier?"

This kind of ability is too terrifying. Ordinary people can only master one or two unique skills in a lifetime of cultivation. Soul Raksha can take the soul once. Of course, this guy must be strong enough to carry enough exercises. Integrate it in a short time.

"But, what exactly did she say to the young master?" Ying Liu asked the two who were dueling in the air.

The Holy King smiled strangely, and Yan Jiuchao's expression was as cold as iron.

Ying Shisan looked at the young master without blinking: "Although I don't know what she said, what is certain is that she is provoking the young master."

Ying Liu looked at Yan Jiuchao, then at the Holy King, and said puzzledly: "What are you doing to provoke the young master? She wants to kill the young master, so just kill him right away. The young master only has five successes, so is she still her opponent? "

Although Ying Liu is a little confused, she can always ask for ideas at critical moments. Yes, the young master's skill in his heyday may not be her opponent, and it is even more impossible to defeat her now. Doesn't she anger the young master? Is it unnecessary?

unless--

There is a need to provoke.

"She wants to take her soul! She wants to devour the young master!"

Ying Thirteen has never practiced the Soul Conjuring Technique, so she doesn't know the details, but the Holy King wanted to kill the young master, and he had already done it. It's hard for her to do.

It's not difficult to kill the young master, so the difficulty can only be dementing.

Ying Shisan said: "The young master's concentration is amazing, and she can't use the soul-absorbing technique, so I can only anger the young master first, forcing the young master to show his flaws."

"How despicable!" Ying Liu gritted his teeth.

Ying Thirteen pulled out the dagger from his waist.

Almost at the same moment, Ying Liu also took out a few darts, and the two looked at each other tacitly, even if their skills were not fast enough in front of the Holy King, they must give it a try.

Even sacrificing their lives would interfere with the actions of the Holy King.

The daggers and hidden weapons in the hands of the two quickly shot towards the Holy King.

The Holy King didn't move at all, he didn't even blink his eyelids, but the dagger and dart stopped abruptly the moment they hit the Holy King. At first glance, it seemed that they were blocked by an invisible barrier. In seconds, the dagger and dart were annihilated inch by inch.

When did the two of them see such a battle, they could not help but twitch their eyebrows.

The Holy King didn't bother to deal with the two dead men, but she didn't know what to think of, she suddenly pointed her toes, showed her palm, and hit Ying Thirteen and Ying Six.

If this palm is struck, the two of them will be wiped out in an instant.

Holding the sword in one hand, Yan Jiuchao swooped up in the air. The sharp sword energy and strong wind shook Ying Shisan and the others away.

The Holy King threw his palm in the air, the smile on his lips deepened, he turned his head and glanced at Yan Jiuchao, the meaningful eyes seemed to say: You know you can't fight me head-on, you're not too stupid, but you can How long will it last?

It is true that Yan Jiuchao can't last too long, he came to kill the not fully awakened Soul Rakshasa, but when he arrived at the Guangming Palace, what greeted him was not only a fully awakened Soul Rakshasa, but also a powerful one. The Holy King, his 50% power was exhausted when he received the opponent's first palm.

On the other hand, the situation of the Holy King is quite different. Her skill even doubles with the complete combination of the Soul Rakshasa and the Holy King's body!

"You go first!" Yan Jiuchao clenched the sword in his hand.

"Young master!" Ying Shisan secretly used his skills, his life belongs to the young master, if it really comes to that point, he will be...

Yan Jiuchao guessed what Ying Shisan wanted to do at a glance: "It's useless for you to blow yourself up, you can't hurt her, go away!"

After saying that, with a wave of his sleeve, Ying Thirteen and Ying Six were sent away.

The throats of both of them were a little sore.

As early as in the Great Zhou Dynasty, many people asked them, Yan Jiuchao had such a weird temper, he was inhuman when he went crazy, why did they still willingly serve him? That's because they don't know that the young master is the only person in the world who treats them as individuals.

By the young master's side, they are dead warriors, but they are not dead warriors either.

The young master asked them to sacrifice their lives, and he always just believed that they would not really die.

The Holy King exerted the internal force of a formula of longevity, trying to trap the two, but was stopped by Yan Jiuchao.

Ying Liu frowned: "Is it the formula of longevity just now? Did the holy king swallow the young master? How could she know the formula of longevity?"

Ying Shisan said: "It should not come from the young master, but from other masters who have practiced the longevity formula. However, that master's realm is not as good as the young master, so the holy king's display is only six or seven levels."

While speaking, the two had already been sent out of the palace by Yan Jiuchao's internal force.

The prey in his hand was gone, and a trace of disappointment flashed across the face of the Holy King, his expression was exaggerated, as if to say, my prey is gone, so I can only pay me with yourself.

Yan Jiuchao, the Holy Dynasty, caught him.

Yan Jiuchao clenched the sword in his hand, he couldn't beat her, but if he wanted to kill her, there was a way, both of them died together.

Unless it was a last resort, Yan Jiuchao didn't want to make this decision, but if the Holy King didn't die, Yu Wan would be killed next, because she also had a powerful Holy King in her body.

Soul Rakshasa will definitely devour the little Saint King!

When the Holy King approached Yan Jiuchao, Yan Jiuchao didn't resist and let her strangle her neck.

The long sword in his hand was turned into ashes inch by inch under the pressure of the mighty Holy King.

His feet began to lose feeling, and gradually spread to his waist and abdomen. Just when his dantian was about to be completely imprisoned by the coercion of the Holy King, something unexpected happened.

The Holy King's body suddenly twitched.

Yan Jiuchao was taken aback.

The Holy King was also taken aback.

The coercion of the holy king imprisoned on Yan Jiuchao dissipated, but with the recovery of the holy king, it came back multiplying again.

For the second time, Yan Jiuchao made a plan to blew himself up.

The Holy King smoked again.

Yan Jiuchao: "..."

Sheng Wang's eyelids twitched, the corners of his mouth twitched, his cheeks twitched, and in the end, everything twitched.

Yan Jiuchao blinked, stretched out her slender fingertips like jade, and poked the Holy King's forehead.

The Holy King fell to the ground with a bang.

Seeing this, Yan Jiuchao quickly raised his palm.

Unexpectedly, the Holy King recovered again, and slammed his palm down, using his strength to shake himself up, then reached out his hands into claws, and grabbed Yan Jiuchao again.

But she hasn't met Yan Jiuchao yet, and she smokes again and again...

She fell to the ground, her nose was twisted and her mouth slanted!

The guards not far away were all stunned.

How could this be?

What happened to Soul Rakshasa?

Why did you suddenly go crazy?

"Did you eat something wrong?"

"She just woke up and hasn't eaten yet!"

"So you took the wrong medicine?"

"The medicine was all prepared by the Queen of Witches! How could it be wrong? And I tried it with silver needles! It's not poisonous!"

Tweet [The First Empress of Nine Que Chaohuang] by Xi Yaoyao

[1V1, focusing on sweet pets for a hundred years]

[The combat power explodes and kills the decisive professional female emperor VS the delicate and weak body is considered to be a flawless professional job boy (dirty)]

The top powerhouse of the thunder system in the last days, blew himself up and died, and was reborn as the empress of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The empress succeeded to the throne at the age of nine, and was drowned by the queen dowager who was listening to the government behind the curtain when she was about to take office.

When one soul and one body are perfectly integrated, she is bound to turn the continent upside down, and the wind will be like a phoenix.

He is a reclusive person with unparalleled wisdom. He has been weak and sick since he was a child, and he has been accompanied by decoctions all year round.

After visiting the thatched cottage three times in one round, he stepped into the empress's command with this frail figure.

Since then, there is him in the rise of the country, in the defense against foreign enemies, in the prosperity of the country and in the prosperity of the people, and in the prosperity of the world.

And he has her.

That day was clear and rainy, and the peach blossoms were extremely bright, the empress sat with him under the eaves of the porch.

"My harem lacks someone who will accompany me forever, will you marry me?"

He smiled like the wind and rain outside, "I don't want to, but I can marry you."

She is the morning, but also the evening, and it is his day and night.