In the face of such a small thing, even if Sikong Ye is hard-hearted, he will do it, not to mention that he is not.

Sikong Ye frowned, hesitated for a long time, and glanced at Yan Jiuchao on the side, motioning for him to take the little Rakshasa away.

Yan Jiuchao has the ability and the will, but obviously Yu Wan does not agree to do this.

Yu Wan is a very talkative person in most cases, and she also respects Yan Jiuchao's decision, but this does not mean that she does not have her own insistence, in the same way, Yan Jiuchao seems to be domineering and unreasonable, but he has never really made Yu Wan uncomfortable, what he is overbearing is what Yu Wan doesn't care about, and what Yu Wan cares about, he has always been used to her.

Otherwise, the two of them wouldn't be here at this moment.

"Grandpa." Yu Wan thought of a way to get the best of both worlds, called Sikong Ye aside, looked at the little Rakshasa who actually couldn't understand her words, and still lowered her voice and said, "If the Rakshasa King's martial arts are abolished, can he still live?" ”

Sikong Ye glanced at his little great-grandson: "Do you want to ask, can he live after his martial arts are abolished, or can he continue to do evil?" ”

Yu Wan smiled: "Ask all, ask all!" ”

This little girl, her ability to pat on the back is too perfunctory, Sikong Ye shook his head helplessly, and said: "He has become a Rakshasa King, and he has already broken through the limit, even if his martial arts are gone, as long as the blood pill is still there, he will not worry about his life." As for doing evil, it's basically impossible. ”

Yu Wan opened her mouth: "That is to say, ......"

Sikong Ye smiled lightly and said, "I haven't finished my words yet." ”

"You say!" Yu Wan looked at him seriously.

Sikong Ye turned his head, looked at the Rakshasa King who fell to the ground, and said to his little great-grandson: "I am also an old acquaintance with Sang Qiuhan, he has been my companion for several years, and then he left the Sang family, and we have dealt with each other for more than ten years, with my understanding of him, I am afraid that this matter is a little tricky." ”

"Why?" Yu Wan asked.

Sikong Ye said: "Haven't you heard that kid from the Sikong family say that Sang Qiuhan is a martial idiot?" ”

The boy from the Sikong family...... Are you talking about the head of the Sikong family?

The corners of Yu Wan's mouth twitched: "I've heard a sentence or two." ”

Sikong Ye looked at the mountain range that fell into the night and said: "A martial idiot has no martial arts, it is like a musician without his hands and a dancer without his feet, this is more uncomfortable than killing him, instead of torturing him like this, it is better to give him a good time." ”

Yu Wan was silent.

It took a long time for her to say, "Isn't there still a little rakshasa yet?" He has to take care of it, where is it? ”

Sikong Ye turned his head to look at the Rakshasa King who had been looking this way: "I am reluctant to say it, why don't you ask him personally, if he agrees to be abolished by me, I will spare him from death." ”

Yu Wan didn't have to ask specifically, although the voice she spoke to her grandfather was small, but with the ears of the Rakshasa King, it was not enough to be heard, Yu Wan just looked at him for a moment, as if waiting for him to give an answer.

The little Rakshasa didn't understand why Yu Wan was eye-to-eye with the Rakshasa King again, and it also looked at the Rakshasa King, its big eyes were dark, full of innocence and ignorance.

"You don't think about yourself, but you also think about the little rakshasa, if you don't have it, what will it do? It is an existence that cannot be tolerated in the world, and if you abandon it, who will treat it sincerely? Yu Wan said, and added in her heart with great guilt, I will take me, I will take it!

She wouldn't let the Rakshasa King see anything strange on her face, not to mention that even if she swore it, would the Rakshasa King really believe it? He can't even trust the Sang family, let alone a person with a foreign surname?

The Rakshasa King looked at the little Rakshasa and then at Sikong Ye, just when the heavens and men were fighting in his heart, the head of the Sang family led a group of masters to come.

"Ancestor!" He rushed to the Rakshasa King in shock, grabbed him, and glared at Yu Wan and his party with fierce eyes, "With me here, you don't want to hurt the ancestor!" ”

"Just you?" Yu Wan glanced at him and the masters behind him, it was not that she was boasting, but these high-level Shura Kings, Yan Jiuchao could deal with them alone, not to mention that there was still Grandpa Tai.

The head of the Sang family snorted coldly: "Since I dare to come, I naturally have my reasons!" ”

After that, he snapped his fingers, only to see the masters behind him spread out to both sides, and a burly guard walked over, holding a young and beautiful woman in his hand, not Zi Yan, who is it?

The head of the Sang family gave the guard a look, and the guard uncovered the strip of cloth tied to Zi Yan's mouth, and Zi Yan choked up: "Ah Wan! They captured the head of the house!! ”

The head of the Sang family said: "I know, you are a member of the Sikong family and the Lan family, you won't care about the life and death of your second grandmother, right?" If one of me and my ancestor fails to return to the Sang family on time today, I guarantee that your second grandmother will die a miserable death! ”

Yu Wan said lightly: "First Sikong Yun, then Lan Qin, in addition to threatening people, do you have any other skills?" ”

The head of the Sang family said with a smile: "There is not much ability, just be useful, I only gave them a stick of incense, and now it is more than halfway, if we don't go back, you are afraid that it will be too late, of course, you can also gamble, kill us first, and then go to Lan Qin, I don't know...... Is it your fast-moving, or the speed at which my men kill. ”

This old thing can't die well!

Yu Wan's diaphragm for half of his life should have been used on him!

How despicable can a person be in order to be used by his grandson and by women and children who have no grievances? Lan Family ...... It doesn't seem like I'm sorry for the Sang family, right? It is said that Rakshasa has no humanity, but the guy who really destroys his conscience is clearly here!

Yan Jiuchao walked over, gently grabbed Yu Wan's clenched fist, didn't look at the head of the Sang family, and said to the Rakshasa King: "The Lan family has never been threatened, the Lan family is dead, and it is well deserved, now, it is not whether we want to save the Lan family, but you, whether to let yourself go." Your son has the grace to save my wife and children, if you insist on leaving today, I will stop my grandfather for you desperately; If you are willing to stay, abolish martial arts, and I will find a way to deal with the Lan family's affairs. ”

Yu Wan looked at Yan Jiuchao movingly.

Yan Jiuchao said softly: "I won't let Grandma Lan have an accident." ”

Yu Wan nodded: "I believe in you." ”

He never disappointed her, he said that if there is a way, then there must be a way, and now, it is indeed the choice of the Rakshasa King.

The Rakshasa King clenched his fists.

Yan Jiuchao said again: "Don't think that if you leave, I won't be able to kill you in the future, I only promised to let you go once, but I will never let you go the second time." ”

"What an arrogant tone!" The head of the Sang family was disdainful.

The Rakshasa King finally chose to leave with the head of the Sang family.

The little rakshasa was also taken away by him.

The little Rakshasa lay on the shoulder of the Rakshasa King, looking at Yu Wan with a little red eyes.

Yu Wan pursed her lips and looked at Sikong Ye: "Grandpa......

Sikong Ye looked at the direction of the Rakshasa King's departure, shook his head, and sighed: "That's it, I don't blame you, it's his own choice, I hope he won't regret it." ”

……

However, it was said that after the head of the Sang family brought people back to the Sang family, he immediately arranged a clean and luxurious courtyard.

The head of the Sang family pushed open the door of the upper room, and said with a flattering smile: "This is the courtyard prepared for the ancestor in the morning, and there are people cleaning it every day. ”

The Rakshasa King didn't say a word, and just took the little Rakshasa into the house.

The little rakshasa looked around and looked curiously.

The head of the Sang family still doesn't know the origin of the little Rakshasa, but the face of the little Rakshasa doesn't look like the Rakshasa King, and eighty percent is not his own, could it be that those subordinates fed the children in the blood pool and let the ancestors raise them?

Looking at the appearance of the ancestor, it seemed that he did not intend to explain the details of the little rakshasa, and the head of the Sang family did not ask too much.

Grunt~

The little Rakshasa belly screamed.

The head of the Sang family suddenly remembered that he had let this little guy punch him away, just for a bottle of blood pill, he gathered his displeasure, and a smile appeared on his face: "The little boy is hungry, I'll go and prepare food for it." ”

The head of the Sang family personally went to get the blood pill for the little rakshasa .

After he left the house, the Rakshasa King cut his fingertips and fed the little Rakshasa a drop of his own blood.

When the head of the Sang family returned to the house, he happened to catch a glimpse of this action, and became more and more convinced that the little Rakshasa had grown up by relying on the warmth of the Rakshasa King.

No wonder it's so powerful......

The head of the Sang family put the blood pill on the table.

In the past, when the little Rakshasa got good things, he just stuffed them into his mouth, but this time it was not, it sat there obediently, looking at the Rakshasa King cutely, the Rakshasa King was stunned at first, and after understanding its little eyes, he nodded at him.

The little Rakshasa jumped to the ground with the blood pill in his arms, but the first one was not for himself, but for the Rakshasa King.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and the little rakshasa has changed a lot.

It seems to ...... It's no longer like a little evil creature raised in a pool of blood.

The Rakshasa King's eyes moved slightly.

The head of the Sang family has never seen the little Rakshasa in the past, so naturally he will not notice the changes in it, but he only thinks that this little thing is a little well-behaved and sensible. It's puzzling!

"Ancestor." The head of the Sang family didn't forget his business, he took out another bottle of blood pill from his bosom, "This is not an ordinary blood pill, it is for you to heal, you take them, within three days, you can be cured, at that time, we will be able to kill the Stygian Mountain, kill Sikong Ye, and be ashamed of you!" And that little girl, she is pregnant with the Holy King in her womb, if you suck the blood of the Holy King, you will definitely increase your skills! ”

When the head of the Sang family said this, he didn't forget to observe his words and expressions, and he noticed that when he proposed to kill Sikong Ye, the killing intent between the Rakshasa King's eyebrows was not as heavy as it was at the beginning, and when he said that he had sucked the blood of the Holy King, the Rakshasa King's brows even frowned imperceptibly.

Didn't the ancestor hate Sikong Ye the most, and he wanted to improve his skills the most?

Why did he react so weirdly?

The little Rakshasa on the side picked the blood pill, it jumped off the ground, and brought two empty bowls, one large and one small, the big blood pill was put into the big bowl, and the smaller one was put into another small bowl, and then it pushed the big bowl in front of the Rakshasa King, and ate the blood pill in the small bowl himself.

Eat something if you have something, and even rush to eat it, this is the survival rule that the Rakshasa King taught the little Rakshasa to be, so it would not leave anything for him in the past, let alone leave such a good one.

"Ancestor, Ancestor!" The head of the Sang family found that the ancestor was distracted by the little rakshasa looking at it.

"I ...... Want...... Have a rest...... You...... Get out. The Rakshasa King said in a deep voice.

"But......" Before the head of the Sang family finished speaking, he was fanned out by the Rakshasa King, and even the door was closed.

The little rakshasa glanced at the closed door, flashed it with a sword, and plugged in the latch!

The head of the Sang family who was blasted out was so angry that he could see that the Rakshasa King had gone to the Dark Mountain and had become unwilling to pinch Sikong Ye to death, but if Sikong Ye didn't die, how could he destroy the Sikong family? How to sit on the throne of the city lord of the underworld?

"What the hell is the Stygian Mountain? Why are they all bought one by two?! ”

The head of the Sang family wanted to be angry at the Rakshasa King, but now he dared? Do you have the guts? Rakshasa ...... It's no longer the Blood Rakshasa that was imprisoned in the forbidden land in the first place!

The head of the Sang family went back to his yard angrily!

He will think of a way, and there will be a way!

Inside the house, the little Rakshasa was rattling and gnawing on the blood pill, and the Rakshasa King began to heal his wounds.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, urged the internal force, and swam among the dantian and tendons.

In the past, in the courtyard of the forbidden land, he also practiced like this, and when the little rakshasa was sleepy, he would lay down alone at the foot of the bed.

That night, the little Rakshasa was sleepy again, but instead of lying at the foot of the bed, he climbed into the Rakshasa King's lap, sat in his arms, yawned, and fell asleep sweetly.

In the darkness of the night, the Rakshasa King opened his eyes.

He is not a normal person, naturally he will not raise children normally, the little Rakshasa is afraid of him, except for saving him, he has never taken the initiative to get close to him, and he has never been close to it.

He looked at the sleeping little rakshasa in his arms, hesitated for a moment, slowly raised his arm, and ...... stiffly Hugged it.

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