The little Rakshasa is an evil thing, since it was born by the Blood Rakshasa with its own blood, if you want to say martial arts, it will also be good, but it will only be a little lame blood demon skill, why does its body exude the breath of longevity?

Ordinary people feel that they can't recognize the elixir, but Yu Wan has been with Yan Jiuchao for so long, and she is pregnant with the Holy King, although she doesn't know it, she still thinks that she is a saint who suddenly opened her mind, no matter what, she can feel more things that she couldn't sense before, such as the breath of the Blood Rakshasa and the Immortal Formula.

For the first time, Yu Wan suspected that something was wrong with her feelings.

But soon, Yan Jiuchao proved with practical actions that she was not wrong.

I saw Yan Jiuchao's fingertips move again, and an internal force stronger than before struck towards the little rakshasa.

The little rakshasa jumped out of the pit suddenly, and the internal force smashed into the shallow pit, and the shallow pit instantly turned into a deep pit, and he didn't dare to think about what the little rakshasa would be blown up if he was a step slower.

However, Rao is like this, Yan Jiuchao's attack has no tendency to weaken at all, and the internal force of the Immortal Jue falls on the little Rakshasa one by one, and the little Rakshasa is not able to avoid it with light power every time, and it can only be blocked with a hard move.

It used the power of the Blood Rakshasa to block it once, but it was scorched inside and out, and after a few more moves, it seemed to gradually understand that only that strange breath could save its life, but that strange breath would not always listen to it.

The longevity recipe is not effective, but it can make the little Rakshasa miserable.

After another round of attacks, the little rakshasa was so tired that he lay on the ground, and he couldn't even move his fingers.

Yan Jiuchao withdrew his hand lightly, looked at it condescendingly, and said, "Continue tomorrow." ”

Yu Wan: "......"

Yu Wan glanced at the little rakshasa sympathetically and said, "It's still ...... Do you want to continue? ”

Yan Jiuchao snorted, didn't explain much in front of the little rakshasa, and left with a cold expression.

Yu Wan picked up the tired little rakshasa up.

"That's right." Yan Jiuchao, who walked to the bottom of the corridor, thought of something, suddenly paused, turned back to Yu Wan and said, "It's best not to go out of the Stygian Mountain these days." ”

Yu Wan was about to speak, but was pulled by the little rakshasa in her arms.

The little rakshasa looked aggrieved, as if to say - he bullied me, don't talk to him!

Yu Wan made it laugh, nodded the tip of its little nose, and said, "He is a good person, he won't harm you." ”

The little Rakshasa picked up Yu Wan's hand and touched his little arm, as if he was accusing Yan Jiuchao of his crimes, seeing that it was all injured!

Has the little guy learned to be spoiled?

Yu Wan couldn't cry or laugh, although she didn't know why Yan Jiuchao suddenly attacked the little Rakshasa, but she believed that he must have a reason for doing this, Yu Wan comforted the little guy in her arms, and smiled at Yan Jiuchao: "You go, I know, I won't leave Chaoyang Hall for a few days." ”

Only then did Yan Jiuchao feel relieved to go into retreat.

On the other side, the three little black eggs behind the flowers witnessed the scene of the little Rakshasa being "ravaged" by his father, and couldn't help but bow to tears of sympathy for the little Rakshasa .

"My brother just ate up our stuff, and my dad beat it up, it's too bad!" Xiaobao hugged his little arm and said exaggeratedly and unbearably.

Erbao also hugged his little arm, looking as if he was hurting himself: "My brother is so pitiful, let's ignore my brother!" ”

Dabao nodded, saying that his brother was beaten so badly, it would be okay to give his brother something to eat.

So, a few self-made little guys, brought the osmanthus cake they had saved, and found the little Rakshasa with pity.

Not surprisingly, the little rakshasa who had consumed a large amount of his body ate up their osmanthus cake again.

The boat of friendship is capsizing again!

Erbao's little mouth was deflated.

Xiaobao said: "It's okay, Daddy will beat him again tomorrow!" ”

The next day, Yan Jiuchao really came to "beat" the little Rakshasa again.

The little Rakshasa was simply afraid of Yan Jiuchao to death, and grabbed Yu Wan's sleeve with both hands, preventing Yu Wan from letting go of it.

Since Yu Wan became a mother, she has little resistance to this kind of little thing, and she looked at Yan Jiuchao on the side with affection.

"It's useless to plead." Yan Jiuchao didn't give Yu Wan the slightest chance to exude her personal charm, covering Yu Wan's affectionate eyes with one hand, and picking up the little Rakshasa in her arms with the other.

The little rakshasa whined and was thrown into the sky by Yan Jiuchao.

Today is another day of abuse!

But Yu Wan was surprised to find that the number of mistakes made by the little rakshasa was reduced compared to yesterday, yesterday it successfully used two longevity tricks at a critical moment, but today it has four times, and its body has recovered the same as before the injury.

You know, the Rakshasa King, who is more resilient than it, will still be paralyzed on the bed like a fish.

It's just that these skills are still a little inadequate in front of Yan Jiuchao, and the little Rakshasa was abused very badly.

When Yu Wan hugged it into her arms, which was too tired to move, it was so aggrieved that it was about to cry.

It not only handed Yu Wan its little arm, but also handed its calves, legs, and head to Yu Wan, and even lifted its shirt and pointed to its little belly with a scar.

"I know, I know, you are still injured, you are so painful, it is wrong for him to bully you like this." Yu Wan patiently coaxed it.

The little rakshasa nodded aggrievedly, threw Yan Jiuchao a big buttocks, and hugged Yu Wan in his arms.

Half of the little Rakshasa King's blood pill is in the body, and half is Sikong Ye's inner pill, it is a rakshasa and has the practice of blood demon skills, the blood pill of the Rakshasa King will be easy to survive and be strong in its body, in contrast, Sikong Ye's half of the inner pill will not be integrated so quickly, and it will not have much impact in the short term, but as time goes by, it will never learn to use that half of the inner pill, and the inner pill will become a dead pill, although it does not cost its life, but it will make its realm stay in a stage that cannot be broken through.

Since Sikong Ye gave it half of the Inner Dan, then don't waste it.

All the hard work at the moment, one day in the future, it will feel worth it.

Of course, this is easy to say, but it is very difficult to do, and the strength is too small to stimulate the potential of that half of the Inner Dan; If the force is too great, it is easy to hurt the other half of its blood pill.

Yan Jiuchao seemed to be careless, but in fact, he used twelve points of heart for every point of strength he played.

Yet he never said it.

Yan Jiuchao trained the little rakshasa during the day, and at night, retreated to practice the skill of longevity, Yu Wan took care of several children, except for the fetal movements were more frequent than before, there was nothing else for her to worry about.

"Madame, is it convenient for you to speak now?" Yu Wan was about to take a bath for a few little guys, when a shocking report sounded outside the door.

Yu Wan looked at a few little guys who were waiting to take a bubble bath, and said in her heart that it was so late, it must be something important for Jinghong to come to her to find her, but if she didn't wash the water, it would be cold, and she was thinking about it, and another disciple of Chaoyang Hall came over and reported outside the door: "Madam, the ancestor said that if you have something to do, go and get busy, he will take care of a few little sons, and there are us, madam, please don't worry." ”

Grandpa can't get out of bed yet, isn't it embarrassing for him to take care of him? But with these clever disciples, it won't be in the way.

"Got it." Yu Wan responded, and asked the disciple to lead the little Rakshasa and the little black eggs to Sikong Ye's side, I don't know if it was her illusion, I don't see it today, the back of the little Rakshasa is not so thin?

Yu Wan went to the courtyard to see Jinghong, and the little rakshasa and the little black eggs were taken to Sikong Ye's house by their disciples.

Sikong Ye and King Rakshasa were still "paralyzed" on the bed and were ordered not to get out of bed.

Seeing their little guy, both of them looked a little excited.

"Sikong Zuzu is good, Sang Zuzu is good." Xiao Bao and Er Bao greeted the four of them softly.

The two ancestors rolled their eyes at each other in disgust!

"Take a shower." Erbao grabbed his itchy scalp and said, I played with sand today, and my head was all over it.

Sikong Ye hurriedly asked the disciple to carry the bath bucket in, fetched hot water, and put the four little guys into the bucket.

The four little guys happily took a bubble bath, and the disciples who were waiting on the side planned to step forward to wipe the water droplets on their bodies for a few people, but Sikong Ye waved his palm: "Hug it!" ”

The disciple was stunned and responded, "...... Be! ”

The disciple hugged the little rakshasa and the little black eggs to the bed one by one, Sikong Ye took a towel to wipe the little black eggs, the three little guys looked about the same, and wiped the big treasure three times without paying attention.

Xiaobao and Erbao looked at him wetly.

"Uh...... Ahem! Sikong Ye, who reacted, coughed lightly, fished out Erbao and wiped it twice.

Shui Da Da Xiaobao: "......"

However, even if he wiped Dabao three times and Erbao twice, he still didn't wipe the two of them dry.

"There's still water on the butt!" Erbao complained.

Sikong Ye was in a hurry and anxious, on the other hand, the Rakshasa King on the side was much calmer, he not only wiped the little Rakshasa dry, but also dressed the little Rakshasa well, even the little bald head was smeared with alabaster, which was simply oily and shiny!

The skill of the Rakshasa King with the child was lit up after he came to the Stygian Mountain, but at the slightest light, Sikong Ye couldn't even catch up with the horse.

There is no comparison, there is no harm, the three little black eggs decisively gave up their ancestors, grabbed their clothes and scarves, and took refuge in the Rakshasa King!

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