The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

The 1,000-strong army of the Holy Race is no less powerful than the entire Northwest Camp back then. Shaking the entire Northwest Camp with one's own strength is very dangerous, and even, in the eyes of most people, it is Somewhat stupid.

Especially since the other party was a thin-looking woman, they thought she was talking nonsense.

Her strength is terrifying, but they don't believe that she can really wipe out their army of one thousand people.

The leading general of the Holy Race raised his long sword and shouted, "Don't be afraid, everyone! Line up and prepare to attack—"

call out!

Before he finished speaking, he heard a piercing sound in the air. Before everyone could realize what happened, they saw their general was pierced through the heart by a flying bead!

The general of the Holy Clan fell backwards on the ground straight.

He opened his eyes wide and stared at the sky covered with clouds, and he couldn't understand how all this happened until he died.

He is a general.

That woman actually killed him with a humble bead...

He didn't do anything, didn't he just cut off a strand of her daughter's hair...

The saint general will never understand, he has no chance.

The death of the general shocked everyone. It seemed that at this moment, everyone truly realized that what they saw and felt was not an illusion. This woman was not bluffing, she was just a The Killing God of the Night!

This is a well-trained army. The general has fallen, but there is still a lieutenant. The lieutenant immediately took over the command: "Put the formation!"

call out!

The bead shot up from the ground, mercilessly piercing the lieutenant's heart.

"Oh." As if thinking of something, Little Hei Jiang snapped his fingers.

The bead spinning on the ground suddenly flew up into the air, slammed into the necks of the general and the lieutenant general, and broke their necks with two clicks.

The holy army was stunned.

So what she said "everyone's neck must be broken" is a literal broken neck...

Yu Wan was in the inn, and she didn't want to go out all the time, but the door seemed to be sealed by a huge force, and she couldn't open it desperately.

"Look, it's all about giving birth to a child, and the power of my blood is gone, and I can't even open the door! E———" Yu Wan stepped on the wall with one foot, and grabbed the door slot with both hands, Pull back hard, hard.

Click!

Yu Wan felt a pain in her neck.

It wasn't that her neck was broken, of course, but she felt as if someone's neck had been broken.

Yu Wan touched her neck strangely.

Illusion...

Click!

The sound of twisting the neck came again.

Yu Wan took a weak breath.

Then, click, click, click, click, click, click, click...

Outside the house, there was a lot of neck twisting sounds, Yu Wan just listened, and felt her little neck trembling.

I may not believe it when I say it, but my neck has its own thoughts, and it is cowardly!

Most of those soldiers had their necks broken before they could even scream, and the invincible Saint Clan army suffered its first destruction after entering the country.

When they received the mission to surround and kill the two women, they still dismissed it, thinking that the higher-ups had made a fuss over a molehill? After all, with the strength of their thousand-man army, it is not impossible to kill the 20,000 Zhou army. How can they be sent to do such a thing? Isn't this killing a chicken with a bull's knife?

At this moment, they finally didn't think so. If they were given a chance, they would persuade the higher-ups to send another thousand people.

Unfortunately, there will never be ifs in the world, only consequences and results.

The owner of the inn was actually awakened a long time ago, but he didn't dare to say anything. He just stood in the lobby with an oil lamp and stared at Yu Wan.

I don't know how much time passed, and the sound of twisting the neck finally ended.

The inn was eerily quiet.

The innkeeper cleared his throat in embarrassment: "I'll give you... and that hero... a bowl of noodles?"

Yu Wan: "..."

Xiao Hei Jiang was angry just now, and she regretted it after doing it.

She looked at the dark door panel and twirled her fingers innocently.

crunch——

The door opened.

Yu Wan looked at the bewildered little Hei Jiang with a serious face.

Little Heijiang twisted her fingers and blinked guiltily: "Well, I said... I'm so dizzy, do you still believe it?"

Yu Wan's face darkened: "..."

...

Why did Yu Wan never expect that her aunt would be a hidden peerless master, what about Ruoliu Fufeng as promised? What about the good lady? Therefore, those sleeping postures with legs crossed, exuding the aura of domineering and banditry are not my illusions!

"You beat Mrs. Zhao into a pig's head?"

"Ok."

"You stole the beads of the Holy Race?"

"Ok."

"You shaved the hair too?"

"……Ok."

"The second old man's death camp was destroyed by you?"

"……Ok."

"Blood Rakshasa..."

"……Ok."

"Holy King..."

"……Ok."

"……Ok."

"……Ok."

One by one, one by one, confessed to each other, Yu Wan's little face was so dark that it couldn't be darker.

I thought it was a bronze, but unexpectedly it was a king, the strongest king!

"I, I, I... I lost my blood power because I gave birth to a child, otherwise I would be the number one expert in Hades!" Yu Wan folded her hands on her chest, turned her face away, and said angrily.

"En!" Little Hei Jiang nodded.

...

Killing a thousand troops was not a joke, it was because Yu Wan almost died, which aroused Xiao Heijiang's strongest anger value, otherwise, under normal conditions, killing one by one like this would really kill him to exhaustion.

After that night, Little Black Jiang slept in the inn for three days and three nights.

Since it's not really Weak Liu Fufeng, there's nothing he can't go to the front line with, of course, the main reason is that he can't get rid of him, so powerful, maybe he arrived earlier than Yu Wan!

After Jiang woke up, Yu Wan went with her to the village where the Chaotang army was stationed. The village was empty, and it seemed that it had been attacked, so they quickly evacuated.

Yu Wan sent a letter to Ying Liu Feige before she came, and Ying Liu knew she would come, so she didn't forget to make a mark when she evacuated.

Yu Wan followed the marks and went deep into the valley, and found the place where the army is currently stationed.

Xiao Zhenting led his troops to the south, counting the garrisons of the cities he took over along the way, there were a total of 80,000 troops, and currently 60,000 are stationed in the major counties outside Yucheng, forming a siege to Yucheng; 20,000 people followed Xiao Zhenting, Facing the enemy head-on, among the 20,000 people, there were over a thousand casualties. Old Cuitou and the doctors in the army were so busy that they didn't even have much time to eat.

"Madam, Young Madam, this way please!" Ying Liu took Yu Wan and Xiao Heijiang to a temporary tent, which he specially built for the two of them. There are some urgent medicinal materials, so it is even more narrow.

"I'm afraid I will wrong Madam and Young Madam." Ying Liu felt that the environment here was difficult and it was not the place they should come to.

Yu Wan shook her head: "It doesn't matter, where is Marshal Xiao?"

"He went to reconnaissance outside Yucheng. He has been there for a while, and he should be back soon. Last night, we went to kill the puppet masters of the saint clan. I don't know if they will make any movement today. By the way, we also found It's a very strange thing." Ying Liu told Yu Wan and Yu Wan about the loss of a thousand people in a certain camp of the Saint Clan army.

Yu Wan glanced at her mother-in-law, and saw her eyes looking at the sky, looking at the sky, and looking at the sky again!

Ying Liu also saw the strangeness of Little Heijiang, and stared: "They...couldn't be going to ambush you?"

Yu Wan hummed, which was her acquiescence.

They were very careful along the way, but still leaked the news, so they were ambushed by the saints.

"Then are you all right?" Ying Liu asked worriedly.

Yu Wan looked at her aunt without saying a word: "With aunt here, of course it's fine."

Shadow Six: "Uh..."

Wouldn't this be a crappy design?

...

In this way, Ying Liu and Ying Thirteen were relieved. In order to maintain the character of the wife in front of the young lady and the master, they had to suffer too much, and they dared not say anything they wanted to say. The young lord and the prince were blamed, now it's all over, and I can finally be myself again.

"My father doesn't know yet."

Yu Wan poured a basin of cold water, and the smiles of the two froze.

Xiao Zhenting was not surprised, the king of Yan would not keep such an important secret from him, he had already explained it in the letter.

Now that the design has been collapsed, let's simply collapse to the end, anyway, Yu Shaoqing is not here, is it?

When Yu Wan went to follow old Cuitou to treat the wounded, Xiao Zhenting and Xiao Hei Jiang started something secretly.

Although the puppet master is dead, it is inevitable that there will be casualties in a serious battle. After all, the strength of the holy army is there. There is no need for the puppet master to control them, and they also have very terrifying fighting power.

"Let's do this first..." Xiao Zhenting thought of a very insidious way to weaken the opponent's strength.

First, Xiao Zhenting led a team of dead soldiers to sneak into the first camp they attacked that night, set a fire, burned the food and grass, and ran away!

In fact, there were only twenty of them. In terms of martial arts, those dead men are not the strongest, but their lightness skills are all first-class. They run fast and are not easy to be caught up. Riding horses to gallop back and forth, beating drums and shouting, making the posture of an army of hundreds of people.

The ten people who escaped went to the other direction, making the posture of an army of hundreds of people.

As a result, the army of the Holy Race was stunned, the gates of the city were closed tightly, and the soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the city had already been handed over by them. Where did these more than a thousand people come from?

Could it be... the remnants of the city?

The saint clansmen believed that there would be masters from the Great Zhou sneaking into the city. After all, no matter how tight their defenses were, they were targeting ordinary soldiers. If they encountered too powerful masters, their defense would not be of much use.

But there shouldn't be thousands of such masters, right?

It's really so powerful, I have already fought to the death with them.

All the saints felt that the remnants of the successful payment were hidden in the city.

The commander of the first camp said: "You, take two hundred people to pursue them, you, take three hundred people to clear up the remaining evils in the city."

"Do you want to inform the army in other camps?"

"No, this little thing doesn't need to alarm everyone."

"yes!"

In the first camp, 500 people were dispatched in batches.

Two hundred people went to chase in the woods, and within a short while, they were all killed by Xiao Hei Jiang.

The other 300 people headed towards the city, and within a short while, Xiao Hei Jiang who was chasing after him had finished killing them.

It's really like killing a thousand people in one go in the town that day, which is a huge overdraft for Xiao Hei Jiang. Xiao Zhenting estimated that it was five hundred a day, no more, no less, just right.

It was almost evening when we went to sneak attack, the 500 people didn't come back, and the commander didn't take it too seriously, as if they were still performing their mission, but the next day, Xiao Zhenting came to burn food and grass again!

However, the army of the Holy Race stepped up their guard, and there was no food for him to burn, so he burned the commander's underpants.

Commander: "..."

This is... being hunted down and jumping over the wall... a humiliating revenge? Or another wave?

Xiao Zhenting ran away after burning!

The army of the Holy Race is so angry, don't run away if you have the ability! stay! Let's fight!

The commander is a little angry, killing people is nothing more than nodding, but what is the point of burning his underpants?

The other party is very arrogant!

In a fit of rage, the commander sent another 500 men, this time he wanted to catch the alive! He wanted to see what kind of bastard it was that burned his big flowery pants!

Not surprisingly, these five hundred people were lost in the hands of Xiao Hei Jiang again.

At night, the commander of the first camp of the Holy Race finally noticed something was wrong.

A thousand people were sent out, but none returned!

He endured it all night, and early in the morning of the third day, he sent another five hundred people to look for it.

In the end, it disappeared without a word!

He finally realized the seriousness of the situation, and just when he was about to send a message to the other camps to remind them to be more vigilant, he received a note that shot an arrow into his tent.

"Your underpants are in my hands. I want to get them back. Tomorrow night at Haishi, Dongliu will be broken. I will see you there. You are not allowed to bring others with you. Otherwise, I will burn your underpants for you to see!"

After the commander saw it, he was in a bad mood.

Where did these lunatics come from? He can understand stealing gold, silver, jewelry and even a handsome seal, but what's the matter with stealing underpants? Did he steal his underpants?

no!

It is his dignity as a man!

"My lord, beware of an ambush!" said the confidant.

The commander said: "Do you still need to remind me? Of course I know there is an ambush! You go and count the thousand elite soldiers, and follow me to Dongliu Po ​​tomorrow night!"

In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracies and tricks will only collapse and disintegrate. He doesn't believe that he can bring a thousand elite soldiers and lose them in the hands of a group of good-for-nothing remnants!

Of course, a thousand elite soldiers are terrifying, and if they are not provoked to a certain extent, even Little Hei Jiang cannot guarantee that he can wipe out a thousand soldiers like he did that night.

Therefore, from the point of view of the commander, his decision was not wrong.

It's a pity that what the commander didn't know was that what they had to face was not just a master.

There are no traps, no hidden bows and arrows and sharp weapons in the forest. However, when everyone entered the depths of the forest, tens of thousands of poisonous insects and poisonous substances broke through the ground.

On weekdays, these small poisons would not pose a threat to them at all, but in the dark night, the countless poisons and insects put an unspeakable pressure on everyone's psychology, and the formation of the holy army was suddenly chaotic. up.

At this moment, Little Black Jiang, who was dormant in the dark, fell from the sky and started her hunt!

Little Gu Gu and Ying Thirteen, Jun Changan, and Xiao Zhenting were not idle either.

Their combat effectiveness is not as good as that of Little Black Jiang, but together they are a force that should not be underestimated.

The commander escaped.

Behind him, a thousand troops... destroyed!

Let him go is to let him report.

They have done so many things, but the master hidden in the camp has not yet shown up. This time, they have done a big one. They believe that that person is not far away from showing up.

...

In less than five days, the strength of the holy army was reduced by 3,500, and Dazhou did not abolish a single soldier, except for a few dead soldiers who suffered slight contusions during the mission, except Otherwise, no casualties.

This news is undoubtedly exciting, and the low morale has suddenly risen.

Of course they understand that all this is not only the credit of Marshal Xiao, Shadow Guard and others, but also that unknown master.

They have never seen her face, nor heard her name, they have only seen her figure from a distance, dressed in black armor, tight and cold, slender waist, heroic, and they don't know why she is so small She hides such a terrible power, anyway, they secretly call her Dark Phoenix.

"Who is that person?" In the tent, Yan Huaijing asked Jun Changan.

"I don't know." Jun Changan said.

Yan Huaijing took a deep look at him: "You have carried out so many missions with her, haven't you heard what Xiao Zhenting and Ying Shisan called her?"

"No." Jun Changan said.

Yan Huaijing frowned: "You should know what she looks like, right?"

"What does the prince want to do?" Jun Changan asked back.

"If such a master can be used by me..." Yan Huaijing didn't say anything later.

Such a master, one person can defeat thousands of troops, who wouldn't want to have her? She came to the army with Yu Wan, is she a master of the Young Master's Mansion? Or was it Nanzhao sent to protect Yu Wan?

Jun Changan said seriously: "I think it is unlikely that she will work for His Highness."

Jun Chang'an gave Yan Huaijing a sympathetic look, Yan Huaijing thought that losing to Yan Jiuchao was because of fighting father, Yan Huaijing was wrong, he couldn't just fight father? You can't fight your father-in-law and mother-in-law, okay?

Da Zhou's army moved back to the village.

In the absence of any casualties in Da Zhou, the Saint Clan army lost as many as 3,500 people. Although this number is not considered traumatic for a 100,000 army, it is expected that Da Zhou did not die for a day. Once the soldiers die, this is a bit scary.

In the past few days, for safety reasons, Xiao Zhenting did not allow Ying Liu to enter Yucheng to inquire, but without inquiring, he could see the importance of the holy army from the sudden reinforcement of the city wall.

The puppet master is dead, and the soldiers of Da Zhou will no longer face the fate of becoming the opponent's puppets after death and fighting with their compatriots, but this does not mean that Da Zhou can take it lightly.

The Saint Clan still has nearly 100,000 strong troops. If the Saint Clan army came out at this time, a master like Xiao Hei Jiang would be fine, but it would be hard for ordinary soldiers. In order to win this battle, they still have to It is necessary to continue to weaken the opponent's master strength.

Isn't there a saying that shoots people first, shoots horses, and captures thieves first?

Fighting force is not the opponent, so first draw out their masters and kill them!

...

On the tenth day after Yu Wan and Jiang shi came here, the two sides started their second real battle.

The north gate of Yucheng opened, and the holy army of the first camp, led by the commander, came out majestically.

They took formation and the gates closed behind them.

In fact, the first, second, and even eighth camps are all ranked by Ying Liu. What their camps are called, Ying Liu doesn't know, and doesn't need to know.

After killing 3,500 troops, they had less than 7,000 left.

However, it seems that the word "only" is not appropriate, as if how weak they are. In fact, the 7,000 army of the saint clan does not have much pressure against the 70,000 of Da Zhou.

Therefore, when Xiao Zhenting led the 20,000 men behind him to come out arrogantly, the army of the holy clan didn't pay attention to the opponent at all.

Dazhou has a powerful master who can play with Gu insects. These commanders all know it, but today they don't have to be afraid of that master anymore, because their master is here too!

The commander cast a contemptuous glance at Xiao Zhenting, raised his arms and waved his hands, and saw the army of saints who were waiting in formation started from the center, and suddenly gave way to both sides for several steps in a uniform manner.

I saw eight majestic and majestic masters of the holy clan walking from behind the army with their steps raised and haughty.

Ying Shisan and Ying Liu rode by Xiao Zhenting's side, and the two recognized the strength of the eight people at a glance, all of them were semi-saints, and almost all of them were about to reach the realm of holy kings.

Using a semi-sage as a bearer for himself is much more exciting than Sikong Chang who used Asura to carry the sedan chair back then.

Even if the bearer is so powerful, what kind of master is the man who is stepping up?

The two were full of doubts.

"See it?" Xiao Zhenting asked in a low voice.

The two shook their heads.

This was the first time that they couldn't see each other's realm.

"I think he should have already surpassed the Holy King." Ying Liu whispered.

They have come into contact with the Holy King, but they can recognize any master of this realm, whether it is a beginner or a peak.

"Better than the Holy King...that must be...what?" Even more, Xiao Zhenting had never heard of it.

"It's the Holy One." Ying Thirteen said, "I heard Grandma mention it."

But it's just mentioned, I don't know much about it, I only know that the Holy Venerable is a stronger master than the Holy King, how powerful it is, it is said that it is not a level, just like the deep sea and the lake.

"Then... Can Jiang Batian beat him?" Xiao Zhenting asked again.

In the past, no matter how you asked Ying Shisan, Ying Shisan's answer would be "Of course I can fight", but now, he is not so sure.

The degree of fear of the Holy One has long exceeded their cognition, and he is not sure how powerful the other party is.

Back then, when Jiang Batian made a fuss about the Saint Clan, all the real top masters of the Saint Clan were in retreat. If even the Saint had also left the test, it would not be certain who would win or lose.

In the stands a hundred meters away, Yan Huaijing also felt the unusualness of the battlefield.

He asked Jun Chang'an beside him, "That person seems very powerful, can Black Phoenix beat him?"

Because he didn't know the identity of Little Black Jiang, he had no choice but to follow the people in the barracks and call her Black Phoenix.

Jun Changan didn't speak.

Although he had seen Xiao Hei Jiang's strength, he had never met that master of the holy race. He instinctively felt that the other party was very dangerous, not the kind of fatal danger, but the danger of destroying the world.

As for the 20,000 soldiers, they didn't have any troubles in this regard. In their hearts, the Black Phoenix was the God of Death who could not fight, and no matter who came, they would all become the dead souls of the Black Phoenix!

The soldiers of the Great Zhou began to beat the drums to cheer for the Black Phoenix.

Yu Wan had just bandaged the wound of a wounded man, when she heard the deafening drumbeat, her heart and blood also surged.

"Young Madam, do you want to go and have a look?" Ping'er asked.

"Mmmmmmmm!" Yu Wan nodded, she was almost busy here, she tidied up and took Ping'er to cheer for the black phoenix in the minds of the soldiers.

The difference from Nan Shengwang is that although Nan Shengwang also advanced to the Holy Venerable that night, he was photographed by Xiao Heijiang before he was promoted to the Holy Venerable, but this time the master has already stabilized in the Holy Venerable realm for many years.

As soon as he breathed out, Xiao Zhenting immediately spat out a mouthful of blood: "I'll fuck you!"

However, the Holy Lord's aura didn't stay on other people's body for too long, and all of them rushed towards Xiao Hei Jiang, without any complicated moves or brilliant skills, just real killing moves!

He wants to kill this woman and pay homage to the souls of those three thousand soldiers!

The blazing coercion, like a volcanic eruption, swept Xiao Hei Jiang away!

Everyone's eyes seemed to be burned. They couldn't bear to see how little Hei Jiang was.

The saint of the saint clan snorted coldly, and raised his hand to collect the corpse for the other party. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the pressure of the flames released by him was suddenly kneaded into an invisible fireball and turned towards him. He bumped into him face-to-face.

Before he could dodge in time, he fell from the stepper.

Almost at the same moment, a black shadow shot towards him like an off-string arrow, grabbed his collar, took him into the air, and slammed into the city wall of Yucheng fiercely!

A human figure was immediately dented on the city wall.

The holy army was stunned.

what's the situation?

Is that woman alive?

Was she the one who slapped their supreme saint into the wall just now?

Hehehe.

Why not shoot into the wall?

I can still dig it out!

Little Hei Jiang decisively pulled out the Holy Lord, continued to grab the Holy Lord's collar and soared into the air, and slammed into the city wall again!

The saint has no power to fight back!

Next, Xiao Hei Jiang started her performance.

She took the holy statue out, took it in, took it out, took it in another place, took it out again, and took it in another place.

A whole row of people were photographed on the city wall, and at a glance, those human-shaped pits seemed to be a real row of people, sticking to the city wall hand in hand, very neat!

For the first time in Yu Wan's life, she wondered if her mother had some kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder? so neat! ! !

The Holy Lord is the Holy Lord, and if the Holy King was photographed like this by Xiao Hei Jiang, he would have already lost his realm, but the Holy Lord's realm is still very good.

Not bad, enough to take a beating.

Little Black Ginger is having fun.

Xiao Zhenting looked at the so-and-so person who was constantly building holes on the city wall with a confused face, and thought to himself, do I have to remind her not to keep building a city wall...

The mutation happened in the next moment.

Everyone thought it was a crush without suspense, and even the Holy One almost gave up resistance.

However, when Xiao Hei Jiang slapped the Holy One into the wall again, he found that he didn't get in!

Little Hei Jiang groaned, grabbed the saint again and slapped the city wall hard.

...still failed to capture it.

Not only that, but she also found that her inner strength was draining, and it suddenly became difficult for her to hold the hand of the Holy One.

The Holy One was also puzzled, is this woman finally tired of beating up? It's not easy! If she is not tired, he will die!

But soon, the Holy One realized that it was not as simple as being tired, his body fell rapidly, and the woman who seemed to have endless strength fell with him.

Yu Wan's face turned pale: "Aniang—"

All this happened so fast, when Ying Shisan wanted to fly over to catch Xiao Hei Jiang, it was too late, Xiao Hei Jiang slapped the ground with his backhand, and supported his body with internal force, she finally landed smoothly However, this time, it took her last bit of strength.

She can't get up.

Everyone was dumbfounded again.

What's the situation?

He was fine just now, why did he suddenly seem to be drained of strength?

Is the saint retaliated?

To be honest, the holy venerable was also dumbfounded, he didn't make a move, why did this woman fall down?

Before he had time to think about it, in the blink of an eye, Shengzun made an extremely bold decision. No matter why this woman suddenly lost her skills, right now is a great time to kill her!

"Not good! That bastard is going to kill someone!" Xiao Zhenting grabbed the big bow and shot an arrow at the Holy Lord!

Ying Thirteen quickly came towards Little Heijiang.

"Little Gu!" Yu Wan also released a little Gu.

These can stop the Holy Lord, so is he still the Holy Lord?

The Holy One sneered and swung his backhand. The powerful Holy Lord's coercion formed an invisible barrier around him, firmly blocking the attacks of the three.

Kill this woman, now!

After being beaten up by Xiao Hei Jiang for so long, Shengzun's strength has actually dropped a bit, but it is more than enough to deal with a woman who has no strength to restrain a chicken, isn't it?

Shengzun stretched out his hand and grabbed Little Heijiang's heart fiercely.

At the very moment, a spear, carrying the force of a thunderbolt, suddenly pierced through the air, and the lingering sound was like a dragon's chant, terribly frightening everyone's heart!

The spear penetrated the coercion of the Holy One, broke through the barrier of the Holy One, pierced through the heart of the Holy One, flew him out completely, and nailed him to the city wall mercilessly!

His Holiness opened his eyes in disbelief.

In the golden light, a young man was more dazzling than the golden light of the scorching sun, like a nine-day god, coming with judgment and punishment, with a cold look on his face.

who is it? who is it? who is it? Ask for a monthly pass!

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