The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

   Chapter 494 [V350] Shura is here (two more)

   The second game is witchcraft.

Witchcraft is divided into white sorcery and black sorcery. The former is used to save people and the latter is used to kill people. In Yu Wan's opinion, a woman with a heart like Nangongyan will naturally not compete with white sorcery. I don't know what Nangong Yan negotiated with Doctor Censor, but Doctor Censor showed an embarrassed look.

  Xu, the doctor of the censor discussed with the Taiwei and Taifu, and then came to ask the Great Emperor Ji and Yu Wan if they could accept the challenge of black magic.

  Yu Wan looked at Grandma, Grandma nodded at her, Yu Wan said, "Accept!"

   Doctor Censor said: "Because black magic is too overbearing, the wizards on both sides must ensure that innocent people are not injured, otherwise they will be regarded as losing."

   "Okay." Yu Wan nodded.

  Nangong Yan also nodded, expressing acceptance.

The doctor    said sternly: "Then next, ask the two emperors to send their own wizards."

   To everyone's surprise, what Nangong Yan came out of was actually a national teacher.

  The national teacher openly fought for Nangong Yan, which is also a disguised admission that the hall of the national teacher and the queen colluded.

  Yu Shaoqing narrowed his eyes and said, "How courageous, he is not afraid of taking the Queen's charge."

   Helian Bei said indifferently: "Maybe they don't care anymore."

   Yu Shaoqing frowned: "What do you mean?"

  Helianbei paused for a while and said, "Pay attention to your younger siblings and Awan. If anything happens, take them away in time."

  Yu Shaoqing said: "What? Are you still worried that the little emperor will kill her?"

   Helian Beiming said: "The rabbit is in a hurry and still bites, that woman has gone crazy, who knows what she will do if she loses."

  Nangongyan loses nothing, but Nangongyan never thought that he would lose.

   In the first round, they cheated and slipped, but there were not so many surprises after that.

   "What? Is your sister afraid?" Nangong Yan said sarcastically.

   "Emperor Ji?" The censor hurriedly looked at Jiang's group.

  The powerful Moon Hook took a step forward with a cold expression.

   Nangong Yan's brows jumped, and he clenched the armrest of the seat: "Hold on!"

   Doctor Censor turned to look at her: "What's wrong with Little Diji?"

  Nangong Yan glanced at the Moon Hook, which could knock the National Master away with one punch, and said coldly, "You must not use martial arts in this round."

  Sorcerers, like Gu Masters, are not martial arts practitioners, so there were no restrictions on martial arts in previous competitions, but since Little Emperor Ji has spoken, and since there is a lesson from the past, Sangong will naturally not reject Little Emperor Ji's request.

   Doctor Censor said sternly: "Okay, in this round, apart from witchcraft, you must not use anything else without authorization."

   As soon as he finished speaking, the moon hook gave way to the side, pursed his lips, and showed a small white tooth!

   Behind him, a thin old man who could be blown away by a gust of wind walked out slowly.

   With this old-fashioned body, the national teacher in his prime can beat him to tears with his bare hands!

  Nangong Yan is so angry!

   What kind of guys are these, how can they be so treacherous and cunning! ! !

   It's not that Nangong Yan doesn't believe in the strength of the national teacher, but if there is a more convenient way, she will naturally not choose the one with greater risk.

   But it's too late to say anything now, she asked for this rule to be added, and she can't be made to go back on her word.

  Nangong Yan gave the national teacher a look.

  The national teacher understands.

  Nangongyan means, don't be merciful.

In fact, the national teacher has never considered showing mercy to these guys, especially this ghost priest, he was the master's confidant when he was alive. Although the master defeated him, he was incompetent. It is the regret in the Master's heart.

   He believed that this regret would no longer exist when he came to this day.

  The old man walked to the center of the altar, and stopped at a distance of three steps from the national teacher, his wrinkled eyes burst out with sharp and sharp waves.

   "Is Yu Wenqiang your master?" the old man asked.

   "It's the teacher." The teacher said.

  The old man nodded: "Just right, what he owed me back then will be repaid by you today."

  The national teacher said disdainfully: "Don't talk too much, it's not sure who wins and who loses."

   "Do you have any points in your heart? Your master is not my opponent, so you don't need to mention it." The old man was always taciturn, and today he has done everything he said for the whole year, "Okay, let's start."

The old man was about to take his seat, but the national teacher took a few steps forward and said in his ear, "Priest, don't forget the purpose of you leaving the ghost clan at the beginning, the king of the ghost clan ordered you to bring back the Great Emperor Ji, but not Help her get to the throne."

  The old man's expression froze.

  The national teacher said sarcastically: "How long do you think you can hide it?"

  The old man looked at him calmly.

  The national teacher's eyes signaled him to look to the left, below the altar.

  The old man watched without a trace.

   He slammed into a pair of dead eyes.

The owner of the    eyes hid in the crowd, dressed in black.

   This is the messenger of the ghost clan.

Like witchcraft, the messengers of the ghost tribe are also divided into white messengers and black messengers. The white messengers perform tasks. The old man and Awei are all white messengers. Once the white messengers defect, the ghost tribe will dispatch black messengers. , to hunt down the White Messenger.

  The black messenger appeared, which means that their actions have been known to the king.

   In fact, as early as the moment Nangong Li recognized the identity of the old man, the old man guessed that there might be such a possibility, but Nangong Li stole Shura, and the old man did not think that he really had the guts to go to the ghost clan to inform.

   It seems that Nangong Li does not have the courage, but the national teacher does.

  The so-called retreat is just a pretense, and in fact, he has done a lot of bad things in secret.

  The national teacher looked behind the old man, obviously still immersed in the joy of winning the first round, but the three A Wei who did not find the black messenger, kindly reminded: "It's still too late to escape now."

   escaped, and the game was lost.

  The old man's weathered face could not see the slightest expression. Suddenly, his robe moved, and a piece of paper flew out of his sleeve.

  The national teacher tilted his head to hide, but still called the paper to cut the cloth on his shoulders.

   "That's my answer."

   After saying that, the old man ignored the provocation of the national teacher and walked to his own cushion to sit down. There were several cases in front of him, and some strange things were displayed on the several cases.

   The most powerful of black magic is puppet art. When puppet art reaches a certain level, it can be controlled by even living people, but that method is so inhumane that it has long been banned by wizards.

  Today, both of them chose this way invariably.

   The old man flicked his sleeves wide and swept the items on the desk to the ground. Then he took out a dagger and placed it on the table lightly.

  The national teacher sneered.

   He didn't bring a dagger, but he could ask someone for it.

   He made a gesture, and a guard pulled out the dagger from his waist and put his hands on his table.

   "What are they doing?" Yu Wan asked in a low voice.

  Qingyan stared and said, "They want to use witchcraft to control each other and force them to draw their swords and kill themselves."

  Yu Wan widened her eyes: "You play so big when you come here?"

Qingyan was also puzzled, grandma seemed to have murderous intentions. After spending so long with grandma, it was the first time he met grandma who was murdering. What did you say?

   There is no time limit for the second round of the fight, until the opponent's sorcery controls and loses self-consciousness. Although the people do not understand black sorcery, they can see that it is a fierce battle when they look at the daggers they took out.

  Everyone got nervous involuntarily.

   The national teacher who is in his prime, the old man in his waning years, how does it look like a one-sided crushing?

   "Grandma's state is not right." Qingyan said.

   "What's wrong?" Yu Wan asked.

"I can't tell, but it's just... it just feels like he's a little flustered." No one else can see this, but Qingyan, Awei and Yuegou, who have been with Mama all the way, can feel it more or less. Mammy is different.

   Yu Wan puzzled: "Did Grandma get scared by the national teacher?"

   Qingyan shook his head: "It should not be."

  Grandma's strength is far above the national teacher, so she shouldn't be so flustered, so what is grandma worried about?

  The worry of the old man is not only that they are alert, but the national teacher is also aware of it. After all, he is sitting directly opposite the old man, and he can see every cold sweat on the old man's forehead.

   The black messenger will take his life at any time, no wonder he is so restless.

   But the black messenger may be disappointed. Today, the order of the ghost priest is his!

  The two closed their eyes, their anger sank into their dantian, and an invisible coercion pressed towards each other.

   Everyone could not understand what the two were doing, but they could vaguely feel that the atmosphere of the altar had become different, the wind around them seemed to have stopped, and the dagger on the desk shook.

  The old man's body began to shake slightly.

  The national teacher still sits firmly like a mountain.

   "Oh, the old man is afraid that he is not going to lose."

"yes."

   "Hey, that is the national teacher, who can be the opponent of the national teacher?"

The    heated discussion grew louder and louder, even Nangong Yan heard it.

   Nangong Yan's lips twitched, Great Emperor Ji, let's see how you can pull this game back!

   It was too late to say, but it was too soon, the old man suddenly opened his eyes and shouted: "Broken!"

  !

  The body of the national teacher flew out!

   He was holding a bright dagger in his hand and fell into the crowd with a thud!

   He fell evenly and happened to be at the feet of the black messenger.

   He stood up tremblingly, spit out a mouthful of blood, and stretched out his hand: "Help me, give me a hand."

   The black messenger recognized him and gave him a hand.

   At this moment, something incredible happened.

   The national teacher, who was helped by the black messenger, stabbed a knife into the black messenger's heart.

  The black messenger didn't even have time to be surprised, and fell to the ground in a daze.

The moment the    dagger left his body, blood splattered the national teacher's face.

   The national teacher was agitated and suddenly sober!

   He looked at the dagger in his hand, then looked at the place he was standing, and finally looked at the fellow black messenger who was stabbed to death by himself, and froze in disbelief.

   A cold air rushed up from the soles of his feet.

   Someone in the crowd shouted: "He killed! He lost!"

   must not hurt others, otherwise it will be regarded as a loss.

  The black messenger is a good person or a bad person for the time being, but as long as he is a human being, he cannot be hurt.

  The national teacher can of course say that he is being controlled by the old man, but that means admitting that he has lost consciousness due to the interference of the opponent's sorcery, which is still a loss.

  Guo Shi couldn't figure it out, why did the situation that was already guaranteed to win turned into this in the blink of an eye?

   Not only won him, but also used his hand to kill a black messenger!

   Was that old guy just pretending to be uneasy?

  The national teacher clenched the dagger tightly, raised his head, and looked at the old man on the altar.

  The old man walked to the edge of the altar indifferently and gave him a condescending look.

  The cold wind blows, the old man is immortal.

   Suddenly, the old man with immortal style stretched out his hand and compared a contemptuous little finger to the national teacher!

   The national teacher who vomited three liters of blood: "...!!"

   The black messenger had died, and the guards came to carry him down.

   Although Yu Wan didn't know the identity of the other party, the person who might make grandma kill her must not be a good person.

Yu Wan didn't waste her Virgin's heart, she stepped down from the chair, looked at Nangong Yan whose whole face was blackened to charcoal, and said, "What should I do, little Diji, you have lost again. Two wins in three rounds, there is no need to compete next, are you willing to bet and lose, or do you want to renege on your debt?"

  Nangong Yan's nails were pinched into the flesh tightly: "Helian Wan, don't be too arrogant!"

Yu Wan said strangely: "Why am I not arrogant? I have arrogant capital. My father is the heir of the Helian family, my mother is the emperor of Nanzhao, my husband is the prince of Yancheng, and my father-in-law is Da Zhouyan. Wang, Ji-in-law is the grand marshal of the military and horses of the world, and his son is a seven-zhang little Gu Lao, I am not arrogant, who is arrogant?"

  Nangong Yan was so angry that he fell backwards!

  I have seen arrogant people, but never seen such arrogant people. Didn't she know there was a saying that when the water is full, it overflows, and joy produces sorrow?

   It's okay, she didn't plan to do this originally, but since they all forced her, then it's no wonder she's ruthless!

   "Shura!"

   Nangongyan gave an order, and a powerful aura came over the sky, like a dense net, instantly enveloped the entire altar.

  Yu Wan raised her head in astonishment.

   I saw the sky that had been shining brightly in the last second, but at this moment it was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and large tracts of black clouds floated over in layers, and the sky darkened.

  Nangong Yan said madly: "Kill them! Not one of them is allowed to stay!"

   (end of this chapter)