The Miracle Doctor's Two-Faced Toddler-Chapter 907 - : The Best of Both Worlds, Warm and Cute Little Munchkins (3)
๐๐๐ฌ ๐ฃ๐ค๐ซ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐จ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ช๐๐ก๐๐จ๐๐๐ ๐ค๐ฃ ๐๐ง๐๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ซ๐๐ก.๐๐ค๐
Chapter 907: The Best of Both Worlds, Warm and Cute Little Munchkins (3)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
It no longer seemed like a little evil thing raised in a blood pool.
The Rakshasa Kingโs eyes flickered.
Master Sang had never seen Little Rakshasa of the past, so he naturally would not notice the change in him. He only felt that this little thing was a little obedient and sensible. How could a big evil thing like the ancestor, who killed people like flies, raise a human-looking little evil thing? It was really puzzling!
โAncestor.โ Master Sang did not forget his business. He took out another bottle of blood pills. โThese are not ordinary blood pills. Theyโre for you to treat your injuries. Take them and youโll recover in less than three days. At that time, weโll be able to kill our way up the Nether Mountain and kill Sikong Ye to avenge you! And that little girl is pregnant with the Saint King. If you absorb the Saint Kingโs blood energy, your strength will definitely increase greatly!โ ๐๐๐๐๐ฌ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐.๐๐๐ข
When Master Sang said this, he did not forget to read their body language. He noticed that when he proposed to kill Sikong Ye, the killing intent between the Rakshasa Kingโs eyebrows was not as strong as before. When he said to suck the Saint Kingโs blood energy, the Rakshasa King even frowned imperceptibly.
Didnโt the Old Ancestor hate Sikong Ye the most and want to improve his strength the most? Why was his reaction so strange?
Little Rakshasa, who was at the side, had chosen the blood pills. It jumped to the ground and carried over two empty bowls, one big and one small. The big blood pill was placed in the big bowl, and the smaller one was placed in another small bowl. Then, it pushed the big bowl in front of the Rakshasa King and ate the blood pills in the small bowl.
If there was something to eat, it would eat it. It even fought to eat it. This was the law of survival that the Rakshasa King had taught Little Rakshasa, so it would not leave anything for him in the past, let alone such a good one.
โAncestor, Ancestor!โ Master Sang realized that the Ancestor was distracted by Little Rakshasa.
โIโฆ want toโฆ restโฆ Youโฆ get out,โ the Rakshasa King said solemnly.
โButโฆโ Before Master Sang could finish speaking, he was slapped out by the Rakshasa King and the door closed.
Little Rakshasa glanced at the closed door and flashed over to bolt it!
Master Sang, who had been blasted out, was furious. He could tell that the Rakshasa King had become unwilling to strangle Sikong Ye to death after ascending the Nether Mountain. However, if Sikong Ye did not die, how could he destroy the Sikong family? How could he become the City Lord of the Nether Capital?
โWhat kind of damn place is the Nether Mountain? Why were they bribed by them?!โ
Master Sang wanted to flare up at the Rakshasa King, but did he dare now? Did he have the guts? The Rakshasa Kingโฆ was no longer the Blood Rakshasa who was imprisoned in the forbidden ground back then!
Master Sang returned to his courtyard angrily! He would think of a way. There must be a way.
In the room, Little Rakshasa was chewing on a blood pill while the Rakshasa King began to circulate his energy to recuperate. He sat cross-legged on the bed and circulated his internal energy through his dantian and meridians. In the past, he had also practiced like this in the courtyard of the forbidden area. When Little Rakshasa was tired, he would curl up and lie alone at the foot of the bed.
That night, Little Rakshasa was sleepy again, but he did not lie at the foot of the bed. Instead, he climbed onto the Rakshasa Kingโs lap and sat in his arms. He yawned and fell asleep sweetly.
In the dark night, the Rakshasa King opened his eyes.
He was not a normal person, so he naturally would not raise children normally. Little Rakshasa was afraid of him. Other than saving him just now, it had never taken the initiative to get close to him, and he had never gotten close to it. He looked at the sleeping Little Rakshasa in his arms and hesitated for a moment. He slowly raised his arm and stifflyโฆ hugged it..


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