Chaoyang Palace, the three little black eggs are also going to bed, they finished eating and taking a bath with the help (destruction) of Sikong Ye (crippled), Sikong Ye looked at his little masterpiece with satisfaction, but the three little black eggs who wrapped the bath towel into a small silkworm chrysalis didn't even have the strength to roll their eyes.

Wrapped in a bath towel more than 30 times, is it the ancestor who took them, or did they take the ancestor?

Also, they're three years old, not three months, so do you need to wrap them up like Aunt Yanran's little brother?

The three little black eggs were wrapped tightly like newborn babies, and Sikong Ye happily carried the three of them to his own room, and let people snatch Yanran's son's cradle and put the three eggs into the cradle.

…… Fortunately, the cradle is big enough, otherwise it would not be able to squeeze in!

The trio said they don't sleep in cradles, they sleep in beds, beds, beds!

"Good." Sikong Ye shook the cradle with a grin, and waited patiently for them to fall asleep.

The three little black eggs sighed like little adults, the ancestor who can't take children on the stall is really tired!

The others had already been made to cry by Sikong Ye's "spicy hand destroying flowers", and the three of them were solid and easy to bring, wrapped like a zongzi in the cradle, and actually fell asleep in a daze.

Sikong Ye looked at the sleeping little fat eggs, raised his eyebrows, and said, "I just said that I am very good at taking care of children!" ”

Sikong Ye stared at a few little guys for a moment, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, suddenly, he thought of the little son of the Lan family, and shook his head arrogantly, not as cute as his little great-grandson, and thought of the little Rakshasa of the Sang family, that little thing is also quite ......

No, no, no, what was he thinking! Does he actually think that other people's children are as cute as his own little great-great-grandson? How could he think that?! Obviously, his little great-great-grandson is the cutest, invincible and cute in the world!

The invincible and cute little black eggs snored, Sikong Ye covered the three of them with a quilt, and then went out of the house, he planned to wash up, but met Yu Wan under the porch.

Sikong Ye exclaimed: "Awan? You haven't slept so late? Are you worried about them? Don't worry, I'm good at taking care of children! They have slept. ”

The little black eggs, wrapped like rice dumplings and covered with winter quilts, have successfully woken up......

"Not this." Yu Wan said, "I wanted to ask about the Rakshasa King. Just let him go, and when he recovers, will it become difficult to deal with? ”

Sikong Ye said slowly: "If it weren't for Little Rakshasa, you and the children would have died a long time ago, so what's the point of killing Sang Qiuhan even if I kill it?" This is what we owe to the little Rakshasa in the Dark Mountain, and we should return it, as for the matter between me and Sang Qiuhan, it is a grudge between the two of us, but according to my observation, Sang Qiuhan cares about the little Rakshasa so much, as long as it is there, it can stop Sang Qiuhan from moving you. ”

Yu Wan shook her head: "I'm not worried about ourselves, I'm worried about you, grandpa." ”

Sikong Ye patted Yu Wan's shoulder and smiled dotingly: "What do I have to worry about?" Ah Wan thought too much. ”

"Are you sure you've beaten the Rakshasa King after healing?" Yu Wan asked.

"It doesn't matter if you can beat it or not." He saw Awan, saw Awan's child, and died without regrets, "Okay, it's not early, you hurry back to your room to rest, I will rest too." ”

"Hmm." Yu Wan nodded, walked to her house, just walked a few steps and stopped, turned her head to look at Sikong Ye and said, "I didn't have time to tell you before that your daughter and granddaughter are still alive, and you haven't seen them yet." ”

Sikong Ye's eyebrows jumped, and he walked out of the courtyard with a step!

Yu Wan was stunned: "Grandpa, where are you going?" "Isn't it to rest?

Sikong Ye said ambitiously: "I think I can still cultivate!! ”

……

But it was said that after the head of the Sang family was kicked out of the courtyard of the Rakshasa King, he returned to his house angrily.

After Li Weiwei died in the line of duty, he was accompanied by a henchman surnamed Huang by the side of the head of the Sang family.

Huang Guard stepped forward and said, "Family Master, you are angry. ”

The head of the Sang family sat on the chair: "How can you let me calm my anger?" became the Rakshasa King, and he turned his face and didn't recognize people, I think he forgot that his surname is Sang, and he is a Sang family! ”

He was angry, and the Huang guard didn't dare to answer.

"What the hell happened to the Stygian Mountain?" The head of the Sang family frowned.

Huang Guard did not participate in the attack on the Stygian Mountain, but he was not far away at the time of the incident, and he saw the whole story in his eyes, combined with their experience of capturing the little Rakshasa in the past, he sorted out the ins and outs of the incident almost instantly: "This...... I'm afraid that I have to start with the little rakshasa leaving the forbidden land without authorization, after it left the forbidden land, it should have gone to the Underworld Mountain, lived in the Underworld Mountain for a few days, and was coaxed into obedience by that group of people, our people went to arrest it, and as a result, it was injured, and it should have been the group of people in the Underworld Mountain who healed it. ”

"Shit luck!" The head of the Sang family gritted his teeth.

Huang Guard continued: "When the Rakshasa King attacked the Stygian Mountain, his subordinates saw the little Rakshasa save the woman and three children from his hands, and the subordinates thought that the crux of this problem was on the little Rakshasa! ”

The head of the Sang family said coldly: "That old thing, not cultivating well in the forbidden land, actually secretly raised a little rakshasa!" It's obviously an evil thing, but you have to learn to be a man, and you are smiling and generous! ”

Guard Huang nodded in agreement.

The head of the Sang family said thoughtfully: "What you said is right, the crux is indeed on the body of that little thing, that little thing protects the Stygian Mountain for a day, and the Rakshasa King will not kill Sikong Ye for a day, our Sang family has torn his face with the Sikong family on the bright side, Sikong Ye will not die, and we will die next." ”

Huang Guard hurriedly said: "What the head of the family said is very true, Sikong Ye is protecting the Sikong family, Ancestor...... But it may not protect us, after all...... We hurt the little rakshasa and the little rakshasa also complained to the ancestor. ”

The head of the Sang family said with remorse: "I knew this was the case, it was better not to catch that little guy in the first place!" ”

The Huang guard said, "How can you blame the head of the family?" If you want to blame, blame the people of the Styx Mountain, the plan of the head of the family was originally seamless, and the little thing would definitely die, but it was the people of the Styx Mountain who saved it, which gave it the opportunity to complain to the ancestor. ”

The surname Huang has no other skills, but the sycophants are smooth.

Huang Guard continued: "In my opinion, the people of the Styx Mountain are deliberate, they want to use the little Rakshasa to divide the relationship between the head of the family and the Ancestor, so that without the Ancestor to support us, the Stygian Mountain can successfully kill us!" ”

This said to the heart of the head of the Sang family, he didn't believe that there were really so many useless kindnesses in the world, whether it was that girl, Yan Jiuchao, or even Sikong Ye was all playing on the spot, they were human beings, where would they treat a little evil thing with sincerity?

Huang Guard asked worriedly, "Family Master, what should we do next?" ”

The head of the Sang family said lightly: "Naturally, it is to pull the ancestor back to our camp. ”

"If so...... Can't pull it back? Guard Huang asked.

The head of the Sang family smiled incomprehensibly: "Then don't blame me...... Turn against! ”

The next day, the sky was bright.

The little Rakshasa woke up in a thick embrace, and it opened a pair of eyes that were much larger than ordinary children, and looked around, first it saw itself lying in the arms of the Rakshasa King, and then it found that it was covered with a small thin blanket.

In order not to wake it up, the Rakshasa King maintained this posture all night, the thin blanket was neither thick nor thin, and the cover was just right.

I have to say that in terms of raising children, the cold-blooded Rakshasa King, who is obviously an evil thing, is much more talented than Sikong Ye, who is full of love.

Of course, it is only more talented than Sikong Ye, and compared with the Nine Dynasty of Awei Yan, it is still separated by a whole distance from the Dark Mountain.

Little Rakshasa slept beautifully this night, and woke up refreshed!

The head of the Sang family also got up early in the morning, and when he came to deliver medicine to the Rakshasa King and ask for peace, the Rakshasa King was accompanying the little Rakshasa to drink water.

The little Rakshasa took a small wooden spoon and put a bowl of cold water in front of him, and he scooped a spoonful of cold water and handed it to the Rakshasa King's mouth.

Youqian's deeds of letting the blood pill go ahead, the Rakshasa King thought that this saliva was fed to himself first, so he opened his mouth and drank it.

Little Rakshasa was stunned.

The little Rakshasa looked at the empty spoon, jumped up, stood on the stool, crossed his waist, and shouted "chirp and croak".

Particularly fierce!!

It was so excited that the little beads of sweat came out!

After making sure that the Rakshasa King understood, he sat back on the stool, scooped up a spoonful of cold water again, and handed it to the Rakshasa King's mouth.

The Rakshasa King blew expressionlessly.

The little rakshasa drank it to his heart's content.

"Ancestor." Outside the house, the voice of the head of the Sang family came to flatter, "I'm here to greet you, and by the way, I'll send you medicine for the wound." ”

With a flick of his sleeve, the Rakshasa King knocked down the latch with an internal force.

The head of the Sang family walked in with a bottle of pill and a smile on his face.

The Rakshasa King thought it was an ordinary medicine for injuries, but when he smelled the smell coming from the medicine bottle, his eyes suddenly stopped.

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