The Miracle Doctor's Two-Faced Toddler Novel - Chapter 1219
Chapter 1219: Untitled
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Not to mention that Yan Jiuchao did not expect to meet Shui Yueqing here, even Shui Yueqing did not expect to meet Yan Jiuchao at the place where he was escaping.
It was this man who had tricked him so badly!
Originally, with his strength and the formation of the Holy Sect, coupled with the Dharma treasure in his cosmos bag, he was very confident that he could heavily injure them even if he didn’t destroy the entire Earth Demon Palace.
Unexpectedly, this man rushed into the demon camp, causing him to have a rush of adrenaline. So he also rushed in. His original intention was to not let the other party tempt fate for the common people, but more importantly, he felt that this man’s realm was not low. If he fought alongside the other party, he could completely unleash his full strength.
In the end… this man ran away!!!
Do you know how badly he was beaten up by that group of demon experts? He didn’t even have a chance to take out his magic treasure before he was suppressed by a swarm of people.
The moment something happened to him, the disciples of the Holy Sect completely panicked. Without a leader and their morale scattered, their formation instantly became chaotic. In the end, they could only flee. As for where they fled to… he also f*cking wanted to know! !!
Shui Yueqing hated Yan Jiuchao to death! He had fooled him twice, and all his plans had failed. And he actually had the guts to appear in front of him?
Shui Yueqing clenched his fists tightly. “Who are you? Which sect are you from?”
Yan Jiuchao had a toothache, but he could not lose in terms of aura. He raised his eyebrows and said arrogantly, “I’m from the Immortal Sect, Immortal Lord
Jiuchao.”
Shui Yueqing:
What sect? What lord?
While Shui Yueqing was dumbfounded by Yan Jiuchao, the white-haired old man thought to himself, This young man’s face looks so familiar. However, what’s more familiar than his face.
He seriously suspected that this young man in front of him, who had ruined his plans time and time again, was a sanctimonious human trafficker! Or, to put it more seriously, a spy sent by the demons!
Yan Jiuchao felt the sword intent of the sword. A dragon’s roar seemed to flash past his ears, and the longevity technique in his body began to circulate rapidly. This was a reaction that would only happen when he encountered a powerful enemy.
In other words, the other party’s weapon… was very lethal!
The white-haired old man tactfully retreated.
That sword was the Patriarch’s sword and contained a trace of his soul awareness. It was originally supposed to be used to destroy the Earth Demon Palace, but Shui Yueqing was crushed too badly in the Earth Demon Palace and did not have a chance to attack at all.
He actually used this sword to deal with the young man in front of him. It was obvious how much hatred the other party had. Did this person dig up Shui
Yueqing’s ancestral grave? Or was it Old Wang, who lived next door to Shui Yueqing?
Just as the two sides were about to fight to the death, Zhou Jin walked over from the room.
“What happened?” Zhou Jin asked. Then, Zhou Jin saw Shui Yueqing at the door, and Shui Yueqing also saw Zhou Jin.
The two of them were stunned.
Zhou Jin turned around and went into the house, but Shui Yueqing hurriedly sheathed his sword and knelt on one knee. “I didn’t know that the Venerable was here. I was rude!”
This attitude caught Yan Jiuchao off guard. Yan Jiuchao looked at Shui Yueqing and then at Zhou Jin. “He called you… Venerable?”
Zhou Jin clenched his fists and said coldly, “How many times have I told you? I’m not your Venerable! You’ve got the wrong person!”
Shui Yueqing said seriously, “Yueqing won’t be wrong. Even if I am wrong, Master won’t be wrong!”
“Who’s your master?” Yan Jiuchao asked indifferently.
Shui Yueqing originally didn’t want to bother with this so-called Immortal Lord Jiuchao, but the Venerable actually stood together with him and was very close. One had to know that during this period of time in the Holy Sect, the Venerable forbade anyone to get within three steps of him.
Shui Yueqing glanced at Zhou Jin and had no choice but to answer, “My master is Daoist Yuqing.”
Jing Wuzhou, who was stealing meat in the kitchen, choked.
F*ck! He had just disguised himself as Daoist Yuqing’s disciple, and the real disciple came?
Jing Wuzhou wanted to slip away! However, before he could take a step forward, Yan Jiuchao said, “Hey, the one in the kitchen, your fellow disciple is here. Come out and receive him.”
Receiving your head! I’m a loose cultivator who picks up scraps, okay!
“Are there any other disciples of the Holy Sect here?” Shui Yueqing was clearly a little excited. He strode to the kitchen, but when he saw Jing Wuzhou, who was applying kitchen ash on his face, he instantly realized that he had been fooled by Yan Jiuchao again.
This was a rogue cultivator! Even a fool could recognize him! He did not believe that Yan Jiuchao could not recognize him. The reason why Yan Jiuchao deliberately said that was because he wanted to see him fall for it, right?
How could there be such a detestable man in the world?! Shui Yueqing felt like he was about to explode with anger!
The white-haired old man vaguely felt that this scene of being angered to the point of ascending to heaven was a little familiar… It was as if it had happened to someone…
The white-haired old man was also from the Holy Sect, but he was not from
He took advantage of the chaos to escape from the Earth Demon Palace and bumped into Shui Yueqing. After that, the two of them walked together.
The white-haired old man said that he had been angered by someone all night.
Shui Yueqing said that he was the same.
The white-haired old man said that it was the same person who angered him.
Shui Yueqing thought for a while. He was the same.
The white-haired old man said that he had been harmed by those fellows who had almost angered him to death.
Shui Yueqing thought about it again and realized that their encounters were really similar!
Shui Yueqing asked, “Could we have met the same person?”
The white-haired old man waved his hand. “I met three, and they were all young. Triplets. Didn’t you say that you met an adult man?”
Shui Yueqing seemed to have had an epiphany. “Oh, in that case, they’re not the same person.”
The two of them shamelessly entered the room. Their gaze followed Zhou Jin as he saw the three little fellows who were facing the wall in the inner room. The two of them looked at the three little eggs and then at Immortal Lord Jiuchao behind them who was almost carved from the same mold as the three little eggs. Their minds buzzed.
The two of them had indeed encountered different people, but they were from the same family! !!
