The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

   Chapter 587 [V442] Life and Truth

   "What's going on?" Yu Wan asked in confusion.

   "It is a Rakshasa." Yan Jiuchao explained.

   "No..." That's not what she asked. Did this little guy hate drinking goat's milk and threw the bottle on the ground? Why didn't you see him for a while, but he jumped into her arms and kept drinking?

   "Wait, what did you just say he was?" Yu Wan finally reacted that her husband seemed to have revealed some amazing news!

   "It is a Rakshasa." Yan Jiuchao said again.

   Yu Wan's chubby body trembled: "Luo... Rakshasa? Blood Rakshasa in the forbidden area of ​​the Sang family?"

   "That's right." Yan Jiuchao said calmly.

  Yu Wan looked at Yan Jiuchao in disbelief, making sure that he wasn't teasing her, and then she looked at the little guy who was drinking milk in her arms, and he was not feeling well.

   This scrawny little thing... She thinks it's a poor little thing from a poor family... It's actually a terrifying Sang family Rakshasa?

   She simply didn't know how to react.

   She looked at the little Rakshasa with a dark face: "Are you really a Rakshasa? Did you just eat me?"

  Yan Jiuchao picked up the little Rakshasa with one hand.

   Little Rakshasa hummed, grabbed the small feeding bottle and fluttered towards Yu Wan.

  Yu Wan ruthlessly turned her face away, the appearance of this little Rakshasa is too deceptive, and she, a mother-in-law, can't bear to look at her like this...

   "No more noise, I'll kill you!" Yan Jiuchao said coldly.

  I don't know if I understood what Yan Jiuchao said, or just felt the huge killing intent from Yan Jiuchao.

Qingyan and the disciples of Chaoyang Hall rushed over. The news about the Sang family Rakshasa had already spread in Chaoyang Palace. The disciples all knew that the Sang family raised such an evil creature, but it was the first time that they had seen it with their own eyes. I didn't expect it to be such a little guy.

The little Rakshasa was thin and thin, with a small face, and only one pair of large eyes. When he did not exude the breath of a blood Rakshasa, he looked like an ordinary child, even weaker, but under this weak skin, hidden It is enough to destroy the entire Ming Mountain.

   Yan Jiuchao threw the little Rakshasa to Qingyan.

   Qingyan held the little Rakshasa in his arms with aversion to the cold.

   Little Rakshasa bared his teeth fiercely at Qingyan, so scared that Qingyan almost threw Little Rakshasa out!

  Yan Jiu moved his fingertips, urging the longevity formula to condense an internal force, and the little Rakshasa instantly felt motionless.

  Yan Jiuchao collected his inner strength and walked back to Chaoyang Hall. The three little black eggs had already been retrieved by the disciples of Chaoyang Hall. They were sitting obediently on the threshold, drinking milk while waiting for their mother.

   Seeing her son's moment, Yu Wan's whole heart seemed to be filled, and she couldn't help showing a gentle smile on her face.

  Xiao Rakshasa saw the smile in her eyes, and blinked in amazement.

  Yu Wan walked over and rubbed the heads of the three little black eggs: "Where did you go before? Mother has been looking for it for a long time!"

   "No, it's nearby!" Xiaobao said sarcastically, "If you don't believe me, ask Erbao."

   At this moment, I remember to unite with Erbao.

Erbao looked at his mother cutely, intending to use his invincible coquettish and cute skills to fool their "crimes", but inadvertently glanced at the little Rakshasa in Qingyan's arms, Erbao's eyes Yiliang: "Brother?"

  Xiaobao snorted, stood up, and looked on tiptoe: "Where is the younger brother?"

   Qingyan coughed lightly, and quickly flashed into another yard with a small Rakshasa in his arms.

  Yu Wan understood, Yu Guang glanced at the direction Qingyan was leaving, turned to his sons and said, "That's not my brother, well, it's getting late, let's go take a bath."

"Ok!"

   The three nodded in response, and scrambled to grab Mother's hand and let Mother take them for a bath.

   The three of them jumped into the house, Yan Jiuchao wanted to change clothes, and went back to his house first.

Without Yan Jiuchao in front of him, Qingyan couldn't restrain the little Rakshasa, and the little Rakshasa jumped down from Qingyan's arms, and flashed into the yard where Yu Wan and Yan Jiuchao lived at the speed of changing shapes. .

   Yan Jiuchao went to change his shirt, three little black eggs sat cross-legged in the small wooden basin in the outhouse, each holding a small water ladle in his hand, and awkwardly scooped water over his head.

  Yu Wan brought Xiaotanzi and sat behind the three of them, and took the rose-scented saponin and rubbed them on their heads. The three of them were accustomed to this matter, and they closed their eyes very familiarly.

  Yu Wan rubbed her head one by one.

  Little Rakshasa stared blankly, widening his eyes that were already big enough, raised his small hands, followed Yu Wan's movements, and rubbed his head.

   "Don't hit me!" Erbao turned his head, glared at Xiaobao, and said to Yu Wan, "Xiaobao hit me!"

   "I don't!" Xiaobao shook his head in denial.

   Little Rakshasa also shook his head and shook his head.

   Yu Wan said solemnly, "Little Treasure, don't make trouble!"

   Xiaobao stuck out his tongue.

   Little Rakshasa stuck out his tongue.

   "Close your eyes, the soap horns will go in after a while." Yu Wan said to Er Bao gently.

  Er Bao obediently closed his eyes.

When Yan Jiuchao changed into clean clothes and came out, he saw the little Rakshasa who was peeking outside the door. The ground flashed back to the yard next door, into Qingyan's arms.

When Little Rakshasa and Yan Jiuchao fought, they released the breath of Blood Rakshasa for a short time. Patriarch Sikong and Sikong Changfeng did not rest, and they were keenly aware of the strangeness. However, the two of them still didn't know what it was. Chaoyang Hall was only told that it was a blood rakshasa.

  In the room lit by oil lamps and candles, Yan Jiuchao sat on the main seat with a calm expression, and the little Rakshasa sat honestly on the tuck in the center. Grandma, Qingyan, and Sikong and Sikong Changfeng were also there.

   "Is it... the Rakshasa raised by the Sang family?" The head of the Sikong family looked at the obedient little thing in disbelief and asked.

No wonder he was so surprised, it was because he couldn't sense any Rakshasa's aura on it, and of course he didn't believe that Yan Jiuchao couldn't make a mistake, so there were only two possibilities. It's not enough to feel its breath, or the little Rakshasa's skill is too strong, and he can freely retract his breath. If it is the second type, this little Rakshasa is too scary.

  Yan Jiuchao didn't say a word, he just condensed an internal force on his fingertips and slapped the little Rakshasa.

  Little Rakshasa jumped into the air in order to protect himself, and a powerful blood Rakshasa breath was instantly released, and Patriarch Sikong only felt his heart shake, and cold sweat broke out.

After    Little Rakshasa dodged a blow, he looked at Yan Jiuchao vigilantly, as if he was certain that he had no plans to take another shot, so he obediently crawled back to the cradle and sat down.

Although Patriarch Sikong has not practiced the longevity formula himself, he is not unfamiliar with it. Yan Jiuchao seemed to have no force with the blow just now, but none of the masters present could dodge it, and the little Rakshasa of the Sang family was not only unscathed It avoided it, and seemed to be able to fight back. It didn't do this because it was not Yan Jiuchao's opponent. It knew that it was useless to counterattack. However, if it encountered a strong enemy, it must be the last among them. a dead one.

  To be so capable at such a young age, the Sikong family master was simply amazed.

   "Is it a blood rakshasa from birth?" asked Patriarch Sikong.

  Grandma nodded: "It may be born, or it may be... fed by the blood of Rakshasa after birth."

   The head of the Sikong family clenched his fists: "The Sang family is really unconscionable! Even such a young child is not spared!"

  Qingyan frowned and said thoughtfully, "I think... the Sang family may not know the existence of Little Rakshasa."

   "Oh? How do you say this?" The head of the Sikong family looked towards Qingyan.

Qingyan recalled: "When I went to the forbidden area with Ying Liu and Ying Thirteen, I heard the two masters of the Sang family say, 'He's not here'. There was no Rakshasa in it. When a Rakshasa appeared in the blood pool, I once suspected that they were mistaken, but after thinking about it, I felt that they should not be mistaken for such a big thing."

Grandma pondered for a moment: "Blood Rakshasa cherishes their own blood very much, and it is very difficult for outsiders to force them to feed other Rakshasa with their own blood, unless it is voluntary. Moreover, the blood Rakshasa has a strong sense of territory and will not allow it. Other rakshasas stay in the same place as me."

   "So, it..." Qingyan pointed to the little Rakshasa and whispered, "Is it the son of the blood Rakshasa?"

  Only a son would be willing to feed with blood, and only a son would be willing to stay by his side.

   (end of this chapter)