The Miracle Doctor's Two-Faced Toddler

Chapter 911: Invincible, Black Egg and Rakshasa! (3)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“There’s nothing left!” Sikong Ye said without thinking. The Rakshasa King said, “No, there are only five left.”

Sikong Ye spat out a mouthful of blood!!!

K.O.!!!

The two of them did not fight for long before the little fellows below discovered them. The first to discover them was Xiaobao.

‘What are you guys doing?” Xiaobao asked in confusion. On the day the Rakshasa King attacked the Nether Mountain, Xiaobao and his brothers were pressed under the table by Old Cui before they could see the Rakshasa King’s face clearly. Therefore, he did not know the Rakshasa King, but he knew that he was with his little brother. He was his little brother’s parent.

Following his shout, Dabao, Er’bao, and Little Rakshasa also looked in the direction of the roof.

The two of them stopped fighting.

Little Rakshasa placed his hands on his hips and said fiercely, “Blah, blah, blah! ”

Er’bao said earnestly, ‘Grandpa, can you be more sensible? If we don’t watch you, you’ll fight with someone. You’ll make things difficult for us.”

Little Rakshasa continued to be fierce. “Ji li gu Ji li gu!”

The two parents were stunned for a moment before Sikong Ye’s expression changed in a second. He raised his arm and placed it on the Rakshasa King’s shoulder. He grinned, revealing his white teeth. “We were just playing!”

The Rakshasa King :

In terms of shamelessness, it was still Sikong Ye!

Master Sang originally thought that the Rakshasa King would use this opportunity to kill Sikong Ye. Unexpectedly, the children interfered and they stopped fighting. At this point, Master Sang was even more certain that the Rakshasa King did not have the same killing intent as before.

What the Master Sang did not know was that the moment before the two of them flashed off the roof, the Rakshasa King whispered to Sikong Ye, “Nether Mountain, the lake behind. Three days, midnight.”

This was a battle of life and death. He would not bring Little Rakshasa along. It would be best if Sikong Ye did not bring the little black eggs along too. He wanted to compete with Sikong Ye until he died!

“It’s a deal,” Sikong Ye agreed.

The two of them landed back on the street without a trace and left with their dolls.

Master Sang did not know that the two of them had already agreed to a life and death battle. He only felt that the Rakshasa King could no longer be used by the Sang family. If this continued, the Sang family would probably be destroyed by the Sikong family sooner or later.

That night, Master Sang bought dozens of sticks of candied hawthorn and placed them in the Rakshasa King’s room.

Little Rakshasa liked it very much and jumped around the bed with the candied hawthorn in his arms.

Seeing that he liked it, Master Sang got someone to make sugar grapes and sugar oranges. Other than that, he also gave him many children’s toys.

When the Rakshasa King returned to his room after taking a shower, Little

Rakshasa was riding a rocking wooden horse.

It shook it happily.

The Rakshasa King found it noisy and walked over to pick it up. However, he touched something and felt a pain on his fingertip. A red bead of blood appeared.

The Rakshasa King did not take it to heart at all. However, at night, when he circulated his energy to heal his injuries, he suddenly felt a cold aura rush out of his body. He wanted to suppress it forcefully, but it backfired. The meridians in his body reversed. His chest seemed to have been torn apart and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

When the Rakshasa King regained consciousness, he realized that he was lying on a cold stone bed. He was tied up all over, his hands and feet were tied to both sides. His wrists had been cut open and blood was dripping from them.

Little Rakshasa was locked in an iron cage on the ground and was lying motionless. It was unknown if he was alive or dead..