The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

841 Old Ancestor Sikong, Hungry Little Gu

Yan Jiuchao was accompanying three little black eggs in his room.
The little black eggs had just taken a shower and were not wearing their clothes properly.
They were running around the room naked.

Yan Jiuchao carried them one in each hand to the stool.

“Sit properly,” he said angrily.

With that, he took a few small clothes and began to carefully put them on his sons.
Even though he had become a Ghost King, some things were still imprinted into his instincts.
For example, he doted on Yu Wan, or he took care of the little black eggs.

While Stinky Daddy was putting on Dabao’s clothes, Xiaobao stretched out a little foot and slowly tapped the ground.
He slid down the stool and glanced at Stinky Daddy.
Seeing that Stinky Daddy was not paying attention to him, he ran towards the door!

He stepped out with one short leg.
Just as he was about to step out with the other, a powerful internal energy sucked him back and he was firmly grabbed in his stinky father’s hand.

Yan Jiuchao grabbed the clothes on Yan Xiaobao’s back as if he was holding a little baby.

Xiaobao sighed helplessly and lowered his head, giving up resisting.

Yan Jiuchao placed Xiaobao on the stool and began to put on Er’bao’s clothes.

Xiaobao fled again.
In the end, he was naturally caught by Yan Jiuchao again.

Daddy was really not cute!

The three little black eggs put on their clothes, held hands, and jumped to look for their mother.

When Shadow Thirteen entered the room, Yan Jiuchao was flipping through a few books that he had taken out from the Sikong family’s library.
Although this identity seemed ridiculous, it had actually given the two of them a lot of convenience.
For example, these few Asura secret manuals that even the Ghost Clan could not find.

Their Asura was the most talented Asura.
However, if there were no martial arts manuals suitable for him, he would be like an unpolished jade that could not be carved, and it would be difficult for him to unleash his greatest strength.

“Young Master.” Shadow Thirteen bowed.
“What are you looking at?”

Yan Jiuchao closed the book and handed it to him.
“Give it to Grandma.”

“Yes.” Shadow Thirteen brought the secret manual over.

“What’s the matter?” Yan Jiuchao asked when he saw that he had not left.

Shadow Thirteen told him about Ancestor Sikong and Saintess Lan Yi.
“… Consort Yun’s father might not be a member of the Shen family, but the ancestor of the Sikong family.
I’m worried that the Saintess will also discover this secret and pretend to be Young Madam to enter the Nether Mountain to acknowledge her family.”

Acknowledging it was a small matter.
They were afraid that after she did, she would use Ancestor Sikong to deal with them.
With her current face, the chances of her getting away with it were really not small.

The three little black eggs could recognize Yu Wan because Yu Wan did not change at all in terms of her figure and posture.
Even if it was just her back view, they could still recognize her.

That might not be the case for Ancestor Sikong.

Yan Jiuchao tapped his fingertips on the table.
“Prepare the carriage.”

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse.
The Nether Mountain was silent.

With Huazhi’s help, the Saintess successfully entered the Sikong Manor and arrived at the foot of the Nether Mountain through the secret passageway.

Huazhi bowed and said nervously, “Saintess, I’ll send you here.
You have to be careful.
If there’s anything wrong, don’t fight and leave as soon as possible.”

Continue fighting? Who had the guts to fight with Ancestor Sikong? Even the combined strength of that group of people was not enough in front of the Ancestor.
As this thought flashed through her mind, the Saintess raised her hand indifferently.
“You can leave.
He doesn’t like outsiders disturbing him.”

“Yes.” Huazhi tactfully left.

The Saintess originally had the qualifications to enter the Nether Mountain, but this was the first time she was walking through a secret passageway.
She looked around and found the direction of the Chaoyang Hall before walking over.

In order to better act as that girl, she had gained a lot of weight and had stuffed a few more pieces of clothes into her clothes.
She did look a little chubby.
That girl did not grow up by the Ancestor’s side.
The Ancestor did not know her body and aura well.
The only evidence was this face that was quite similar to Saintess Lan Yi.

The Saintess was not worried about the aura of a saintess.
Who asked that girl to also have a Saintess in her stomach? To a certain extent, their auras were enough to pass off as real.

As long as she did not expose the martial arts of the Holy Temple, the ancestor would not discover her flaws.

Of course, there was still a possibility of being seen through.
Then what awaited her would be an extremely cruel ending.
However, at this point, she had no way out.
Moreover, she was never a timid person.
The greater the risk, the greater the benefits.
She knew the rules of the bet better than anyone.

The Saintess continued to walk towards the Chaoyang Hall.

Just as she reached a banyan tree, she heard familiar footsteps.
She hurriedly flashed behind the banyan tree and composed herself.
She stuck her head out and saw Sikong Changfeng strolling over with a lantern.
He was dressed in white and looked handsome in the night.

The Saintess suddenly thought of what the two of them looked like when they were young.
Compared to that idiot Sikong Yun, Sikong Changfeng was much more gentlemanly.
He always took good care of her, was considerate and meticulous.
Unfortunately, she was born heartless and had ambitions.
Sikong Changfeng was too kind and honest and was not easy to control.

“Aye!”

Sikong Changfeng’s cry interrupted the Saintess’s thoughts.

The Saintess looked at Sikong Changfeng.

At this time, Sikong Changfeng shouldn’t have appeared in the Nether Mountain, but who asked Little Flower to be hungry?

The Nether Mountain’s Gu Kings were everywhere, and every one of them was of a high level.
They were all raised by Sikong Changfeng for the Ten Thousand Gu King.
Ever since Little Gu came, they had become food for Little Gu.

Of course, Little Gu was only a young Gu and was not a match for this group of old Thousand Gu Kings.
However, with the Ten Thousand Gu King overseeing it, the Thousand Gu Kings did not dare to disobey its pressure.
They could only obediently let Little Gu that was borrowing its might eat their companions one by one.

After Little Gu ate and drank its fill, its improvement became very fast.

Sikong Changfeng still remembered that when he entered the Nether Mountain, Little Flower could not even defeat a Gu King here, but now, it could defeat several of them.

Every time it killed one, it would show it off in front of the Ten Thousand Gu King.
The Ten Thousand Gu King was in meditation and did not even bother to look at it.

Little Gu smugly sucked away the Thousand Gu King in front of the Ten Thousand Gu King!

Sikong Changfeng said, “Alright, Little Flower, that’s all for today.
We’ll come back tomorrow.”

Sikong Changfeng was worried that it would have too much nourishment if it ate more after eating a few.

Little Gu smacked its lips and jumped onto the Ten Thousand Gu King’s body.
Its little claws collapsed and it lay on its stomach without moving.

Sikong Changfeng put the two Gu Kings into the jade bottle and turned to return to the secret passageway in the Sikong Manor.
Suddenly, his eyes turned cold.
“Who is it?!”

The Saintess’s eyebrows twitched!

“Eldest Young Master, it’s me.
You left something in the Chaoyang Hall during the day.
I was just about to send it to you.” A young disciple of the Chaoyang Hall walked over with a jade bone folding fan.

Sikong Changfeng dissipated his vigilance and said gently, “Thank you.”

The disciple cupped his hands and said, “You’re welcome.
It’s getting late.
I’ll go back and serve the ancestor first.
Eldest Young Master, farewell.”

“Farewell.” Sikong Changfeng walked over to the other side of the banyan tree with the jade bottle and folding fan.

It was not until he completely disappeared into the night that the Saintess heaved a sigh of relief.

However, before she could finish heaving a sigh of relief, the Saintess suddenly felt a suffocating pressure, as if a heavy mountain had pressed down! The clouds in the sky rolled over in a black mass, covering the stars and the moon.
The surroundings became dim, the leaves rustled, the birds fluttered, and the Gu worms cowered!

The Saintess did not even have time to react before she felt a pain in her chest.
Her meridians were reversed, and blood flowed out of her seven orifices.

In order not to expose her strength, the Saintess had taken a short-acting Cultivation Transformation Powder before she came.
She did not have any strength now and could not withstand this destructive aura at all.

Her knees bent and she knelt on the ground with a thud.
She covered her chest that was about to explode with one hand and held onto the ground with the other.

Crack!

Her ribs broke.

She had long expected the ancestor to be powerful, but she did not expect him to be so terrifying.
She felt that she was going to die in this pressure in the next second.
She used all her strength to lift her head and tremble as she took out the portrait in her arms.

With such a simple action, the bones in her hand broke.
She broke out in cold sweat from the pain and squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth.
“…Ancestor… I’m… Lan Yi’s…”

Before she could finish her sentence, she couldn’t take it anymore and fainted!

The strong smell of blood spread under the banyan tree, and the surroundings fell into a deathly silence.
A tall shadow walked over.
His sharp eyes moved, and the portrait flew up and slowly spread out in midair.

The tall shadow looked at the portrait in midair in a daze.
After a while, he said in an old voice, “Lan Yi…”

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