Chapter 679: 【V534】Invincible Little Treasure!
Chapter 679 [V534] Invincible Little Treasure!
The Witch King took the Holy King to a forest outside the city. The general carried the two of them and galloped fast in the forest. Rao had not seen each other for so many years, but the tacit understanding between one person and one horse did not diminish at all. There was no need for the Witch King. After the command, the general took the two to a small thatched hut hidden in the mountains.
If you look closely, you will find that there is also a yard of holy orchid in the fence of this small hut, but because of neglect, the holy orchid here is a little listless.
The Witch King got off his horse and carefully hugged the Holy King down.
Just as he carried the Holy King through the small flowerbed, the shrunken Holy Orchid seemed to have been injected with fresh vitality.
General snorted a few times, lowered his head and nibbled a few weeds, the horse's hoof slowly walked a few steps, crossed the small flowerbed, came to the porch, and pushed open the dusty door with his head.
The dust fell on the Witch King, and the Witch King didn't care about himself, he only hugged the person in his arms tightly, not letting her get half a piece of dust.
This place has been inhabited for a long time, and it has long been abandoned. The Witch King first put the Holy King back on the horse, and started to clean up. He was sweating profusely. Condescending to do something like a subordinate would do.
After all, he was a pampered king. Rao was imprisoned for all these years and never worked hard. After cleaning up for half a day, he was barely able to live alone. The Witch King put the holy king on the bed.
The twitching for too long made the Holy King very weak, and his complexion was pale and bloodless.
The Witch King looked at her sleeping face tenderly, and smiled slightly: "Ayan, you go to sleep first, I'll find something to eat."
The Holy King did not respond.
The Witch King stroked her temples, stood up, and walked towards the door.
He just took two steps when the holy king on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.
The Holy King turned his head to look at the Witch King, and there was a strong fierce light in her eyes. She stretched out her devil's claws, swept her figure, and grabbed the Witch King's back.
The place she aimed at was the Witch King's heart, which was clearly meant to take out the Witch King's heart alive.
The Witch King felt the sudden murderous aura, his eyes turned around, and the powerful witch power poured out, like an invisible light shield, not only blocked the Sacred King's sneak attack, but also bounced the Sacred King mercilessly.
The Holy King screamed and fell on the cold and hard bed.
The Witch King's aura was full, and he looked at the Holy King with a cold expression: "Don't think that you can control Ah Yan, I will wipe you out of Ah Yan's mind! You can't think about making trouble again!"
After saying that, his eyes turned golden.
He stared into the eyes of the Holy King without blinking. The powerful witch force forced his way in. The Holy King resisted, but found that his power seemed to be locked by an invisible force.
Soul Rakshasa is good at mental attack, so why not the Witch King? Let's see who is better.
heard a scream, and the holy king fainted.
The Witch King breathed a sigh of relief, and held the door with one hand, his body slackened all of a sudden, and he almost fell to the ground unsupported.
Soul Rakshasa is indeed difficult to deal with. If it hadn't been in a situation today, it wouldn't have allowed him to take advantage of it.
The Witch King calmed down, dragged his somewhat collapsed body and walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, held the Holy King in his arms, and used witch power to warm the Holy King's breath for her.
His shamanic power is too severely depleted, and it is difficult to figure out the obsession of the Soul Rakshasa, but if Ah Yan's consciousness is strong enough, then he can deal with the Soul Rakshasa together.
The Witch King healed the Holy King for a while, then rode the general to the market to buy ingredients, and went back to the small thatched hut to cook a meal. When he finished this and returned to the house, he found that the Holy King slowly opened his eyes. , is no longer the fierce light with violence, but the ignorant and innocent eyes.
The Witch King was shocked: "Ayan! Is that you?"
"It's me," said the Holy King weakly.
The Witch King's eyes lit up, looking at her and said excitedly: "I knew it was you...you're back...you're finally back..."
The Witch King's warm nourishment has indeed made the Holy King feel a lot better. I don't know if the feeling of taking the wrong medicine has gradually disappeared from the body.
The Witch King smiled and said, "Do you remember where this is? You planted the holy orchid outside the yard with your own hands. Jin'er also lived here after she was born. However, he was discovered when he was two years old. I had to send him somewhere else."
The holy king looked at the holy immortal orchid in the yard with deep eyes.
"You poured it with blood." The Witch King explained, thinking of something, and then said, "After talking for so long, you must be hungry. Look at my memory, I only care about talking to you and forget that the pot is still hot. The food is ready, you wait for me here, and I will bring the food!"
The Witch King got up and went to get something to eat.
Looking at his back as he walked out of the room, the Holy King's face suddenly sank. She stretched out her hand and was about to slap the Witch King, but what she didn't expect was that something was locked up. The feeling is here again.
The Holy King looked at his hands, and then at the Witch King who walked out, and snorted coldly, "I have to protect that man even when I die, what a love!"
Soul Rakshasa did not expect that the woman would set a restriction in his body, so that he could not do anything to the Witch King. However, this restriction could not trap Soul Rakshasa for too long, and if he swallowed a few more masters, he would be banned. washed away.
"I'll kill your lover first, and after I kill your son Zhou Jin, I'll send him underground to reunite with your family!"
The Witch King returned to the house with the food: "A-Yan, the meal is here, eh? Where's A-Yan?"
When the lanterns first came on, a woman in purple with a graceful figure was walking leisurely on the flowing streets.
She wears a translucent purple veil, her charming eyes are captivating, and the veil is slightly raised by her tall nose bridge, revealing her jade-like face and slightly raised lips.
Such a fairy-like beauty suddenly appeared in the hustle and bustle of the city, and everyone was shocked. Wherever she went, even the noise was silent, and the child stopped crying, and all looked at her with wide eyes.
She didn't notice the astonishing eyes of the crowd, she walked through the crowd lightly, a young child looked at her blankly, she raised her hand and gently stroked the young child.
After she walked over with a smile, the young boy suddenly stared blankly and leaned into his mother's arms.
The woman exclaimed: "Son—"
The Holy King entered a narrow alley without turning his head, and just a few steps away, he was blocked by several drunken men.
The big man headed by looked at her drunkenly, a trace of greed flashed across his eyes, rubbed his hands, and said, "Girl, it's so late, where are you going? Brothers to send you..."
The Holy King raised his hand and smiled.
…
The Holy King came out of the alley.
The silver moonlight fell behind her and shone into the narrow alley. Those drunken men were lying on the ground, their eyes sluggish, as if their souls had been drained.
The Holy King closed his eyes and carefully sensed Zhou Jin's breath.
Since she has the body of the Holy King, and the mother and son are connected, then she will definitely be able to find Zhou Jin.
The Holy King looked at the alley to the east, and said with a light smile, "Ah, I was hiding here."
The holy king moves gently with lotus steps, and the group of robes is swaying, as beautiful as the enchantment in the picture.
She came to the yard with a strong aroma of wine, and knocked on the door with a smile.
Old Cuitou was drying herbs in the yard when he heard a knock on the door and shouted, "Who is it?"
No answer.
"Are you here to get wine? Really! Don't squeak!" Old Cuitou put down the dustpan, wiped his hands with the dry cloth on the shelf, muttered, took off the door bolt, and opened the courtyard door.
"You are--"
Before the old Cui Tou finished speaking, his eyes widened and he fell down in a daze.
The Holy King stepped over him and came under the corridor.
Grandma heard the movement in the yard and wanted to come out to find out. The Holy King didn't even look at him, and Grandma also fell.
"Who?!" Zhou Yuyan rushed out of the room.
The Holy King didn't even look at her, and hooked the corners of his lips carelessly, and Zhou Yuyan fell down.
Chef Bao went to the wine cellar to make wine. The three little black eggs were sleepy in the room. Yu Wan went to make dinner. The crispy meat was fried in the oil pan, hissing, and she didn't even hear anyone coming.
She picked up the fried crispy meat, put it into the pot and simmered it with sauces, peppers, **** slices, etc., and the fragrance was so delicious.
Yu Wan put the golden crispy crispy meat on a plate and brought it out.
The holy king stopped and raised his eyebrows: "Oh, there is actually a little holy king here."
Yan Xiaosi's newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and the pressure of the holy king is sacrificed.
Yan Xiao was counseled for four seconds!
Spread your limbs, close your eyes and pretend to be dead!
"Hehehe..."
The Holy King walked towards Yu Wan, Yu Wan saw her and was stunned: "Who are you?"
"what?"
The Holy King was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect this girl to not fall like the previous one, she glanced at Yu Wan with great interest, and snapped her fingers.
Yu Wan was stunned, and when she looked at the Holy King again, she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes: "Yan Jiuchao, you're back! Come and taste the dishes I made!"
Okay, I'll taste your dishes first, then your tires.
The corners of the Holy King's lips curled into a meaningful smirk, and he walked towards her slowly, picked up a piece of crispy meat that was suitable for fat and thin, and ate it into his mouth.
In the next second, the Holy King's body froze!
Hemp eggs!
What, why is it so unpalatable? !
The holy king held onto the wall, coughed desperately, stuck his tongue out, and rolled his eyes!
Ahhhh!
It’s too bad to eat this seat! ! !
The Holy King disappeared in a blink of an eye!
She wanted to drink water, but she didn't know where to get it in a hurry. At this moment, a little bun was standing at the corner, with his bare feet and a steaming small cup in his hand.
The Holy King rushed over without a word, grabbed his cup, and poured it down!
Xiaobao: Uh, I want to pee, but I can't wait to go to the toilet, he caught it with a cup, it should be fine... Mother won't spank him...
But……
Eh?
Who robbed him of the cup?
Xiaobao raised his head and looked at the Holy King with a confused look.
The Holy King has finished drinking, she feels something is not right!
She looked at Xiaobao: "Just now, what was that?"
"Pee." Xiaobao said.
Sacred King who instantly petrified: "...!!"
(end of this chapter)