V2.Chapter 536

The Holy King was miserable and unconscious, Ying Six and Ying Thirteen took her back to the courtyard.

San Xiaodan took off the small basin on top of his head, put down the little sticks in his hand, lined up in a long line, drooping his little head and followed behind stinky daddy back to the house.

Yu Wan pushed open the door and entered. Seeing the three of them, Xingyan glared, "Hey? You are here! Where did you go just now? Mother went to look for you, and you are not here!"

The three did not speak.

Yan Jiuchao snorted coldly: "I'm getting more courageous, I dare to do anything, and I actually learned to dance like a god."

"It's all said to exorcise evil spirits!" Xiaobao said resentfully.

Dabao and Erbao nodded their heads!

They are good babies who keep pace with the times and follow the customs of the countryside. In Nanzhao and the Ghost Clan, they are little Gu Masters, and when they are in the Wu Clan, they are naturally little sorcerers!

Of course Yu Wan couldn't guess that the little guys were going to bring disaster to the Holy King, and thought they were sneaking out of the yard as usual. This kind of thing is not once or twice, let alone Grandpa Bao's yard here, it is Mingshan Chaoyang Palace, Nanzhao General's Mansion, and a few little guys also slipped away when they said they would slip away.

The bigger and fatter they were, Yu Wan felt that it was necessary for her to take care of them.

I don't know if they felt the huge murderous aura of their mother, and the three little black eggs stepped back together.

Yu Wan rolled up her sleeves and said fiercely, "I see where you are hiding today?"

The three looked at Yan Jiuchao for help.

"Don't look at me." Yan Jiuchao said.

The three looked at Yu Wan pitifully.

"I won't be soft-hearted." Yu Wan said fiercely.

Just at this time, Bao Shenchu ​​came out of the wine cellar, and the three little guys ran towards him like they saw a life-saving straw in an instant!

"Grandpa!"

"Grandpa!"

Great grandpa!

The three little eggs threw themselves into the arms of Bao Shenchu, and looked back at Yu Wan with special grievance and fear.

Bao Shenchu ​​understands now, a few little guys do not know what to do, they are going to be beaten by Wan girl, but such a cute little guy, how can he be willing to stand by?

"Ah, are you hungry? Grandpa Bao is going to eat. Can you help Grandpa Bao peel the beans?"

"Yeah!" The three nodded their heads like garlic, especially attentive and aggrieved!

Chef Bao took the little guy to the kitchen.

Yu Wan clenched her fists, her skin became itchy, and she learned to find a backer! ! !

It's biological, it's biological, it's biological...

Yu Wan recited it a hundred times in silence, she could resist the urge to beat them down.

Yan Jiuchao said to her: "You go back to the house first, I have some things to deal with, I will tell you in detail later."

"Well, good." Yu Wan returned to the wing.

Xiaobao has put the cup back, but he forgot to wash it.

Yu Wan was thirsty, so she picked up the cup at hand and poured a little hot tea. She took a sip before swallowing it when she sensed something was wrong. She sniffed the cup and spit it out with a puff. He Dong roared. : "Yan Xiaobao!!!"

......

The Holy King was locked in a separate wing and locked to a chair with a black iron chain.

Shadow Thirteen guarded her.

When Yan Jiuchao came over, Yingliu also arrived.

Ying Liu just sent Zhou Yuyan, grandma and old Cuitou back to the room.

"Master." He greeted.

"How's the situation?" Yan Jiuchao asked.

Ying Liu replied: "Why can't they wake up, I think they must have been captured."

After being hit by the soul-repelling technique of the Soul Rakshasa, the light ones lose their power and memory, and the heavy ones don't wake up and become the living dead.

Thinking of something, Ying Liu continued: "Also, a shopkeeper who picked up the goods just came. He said that a similar situation occurred at the market, a three-year-old child and a few drunk men in their twenties. , all of a sudden unconscious."

Ying Shisan frowned and said, "It seems that it is all the work of Soul Rakshasa."

Ying Liu looked at Yan Jiuchao and said, "Young Master, how can Mammy and the others wake up?"

Yan Jiuchao said, "It's useless to kill them, only the Soul Rakshasa can wake them up."

Ying Shisan paused, looked at the unconscious Saint King and said, "But... what happened to the Soul Rakshasa, why did he faint? It was the Soul Rakshasa's power and the Holy King's body that happened Did you react to each other?"

This is the most probable and most probable explanation, but for some reason, Yan Jiuchao intuitively told him...not so.

Ying Liu puzzled: "Didn't she be rescued by the Witch King? Why did she suddenly appear here alone? Where did the Witch King go? Wasn't she killed by her?"

Yan Jiuchao said, "Zhou Jin is still alive, so the Witch King is not dead."

Zhou Jin's vitality has always been extended by the witch king's magic power to him, so once the witch king has an accident, Zhou Jin's life is also in danger.

Ying Shisan murmured, "Why didn't the Soul Rakshasa kill the Witch King?"

Yan Jiuchao glanced at the Holy King lightly: "It can only be one situation, that is, it can't kill the Witch King."

Ying Liu didn't quite understand: "How can it be impossible to kill the Witch King with its strength?"

Even the Witch King in his heyday was no match for the Soul Rakshasa, not to mention that the Witch King had already consumed too much Witch Power in order to prolong Zhou Jin's life.

Ying Thirteen boldly speculated: "Could it be... that the Holy King planted a restriction in his body that would not allow the Soul Rakshasa to do anything to the Witch King?"

Yan Jiuchao nodded: "It should be like this."

Soul Rakshasa did not devour the Holy King in one day, nor did the Holy King die at the hands of Soul Rakshasa in an instant. Before he completely lost himself, the Holy King anticipated that he would be taken away one day, so he planted it in his body. Banned.

"So it is." Banning is a forbidden technique, and it has been lost in the world for a long time. This holy king is more powerful than imagined. Ying Liu suddenly became interested in the inheritance of the holy clan, and he did not know his own child. Will the Holy King have so many powerful abilities after he was born?

When it comes to the little master, Ying Liu thinks of Zhou Jin: "What about Zhou Jin? Can the Soul Rakshasa also kill him?"

Yan Jiuchao's eyes fell on the face of the holy king: "If the holy king still has the ability to plant two kinds of restrictions, it should not be so easy to be swallowed by the soul rakshasa."

"But doesn't Zhou Jin need more protection? She should plant a ban so that the soul rakshasa will not hurt Zhou Jin. Young master, if it were you..." Ying Liu stopped talking halfway through his words. .

Yan Jiuchao said, "If it were me, I would do the same as the Holy King."

Zhou Jin's vitality is the continuation of the Witch King. If the Witch King dies, Zhou Jin will also die. On the contrary, as long as the Witch King is still alive, he will definitely find a way to save Zhou Jin from the Soul Rakshasa.

Taking ten thousand steps back, Zhou Jinruozhen unfortunately died in the hands of the Soul Rakshasa, at least the Witch King can survive.

This is the optimal strategy and the choice to minimize casualties.

Yan Jiuchao rarely admired a person, but at this time, she had to admit that she was a calm and wise woman.

Every step she takes is full of the wisdom of the strong, whether it is making a deal with the Soul Rakshasa to plant life for Zhou Jin, or calculating the Soul Rakshasa and sealing it with the body of the Holy King, even if she is eventually attacked The devouring and deprivation of the soul rakshasa also left a way out for her husband and son.

However, this retreat will soon be cut off.

Soul Rakshasa completely integrates the Holy King's internal strength and cultivation techniques, and it may not be long before the ban will be broken, and then she will be able to take action against the Witch King.

And once she succeeds, they won't get the Witch King's tears.

"I really want to kill her with one sword! But I can't kill her! If I kill her, Old Cui Tou and Grandma will not be able to wake up either." Ying Liu gritted his teeth angrily.

What they used on the holy king was the black iron chain looted from the Sang family in the underworld. It was specially used to kill the king of Rakshasa. If she might not be able to suppress the soul of the Rakshasa in the past, isn't she in a bad situation? ?

As long as they don't remove the black iron chain, she can't hurt them.

midnight.

Everyone went to sleep.

"Zhou Jin..."

"Zhou Jin..."

"Zhou Jin..."

Zhou Jin heard someone calling him in his sleep. He opened his eyes and thought it was a dream at first, but the voice became clearer and clearer.

"Zhou Jin..."

Zhou Jin lifted the quilt, put on his shoes and walked out.

"Zhou Jin..."

He followed the sound to the innermost room.

"Come here, I'll wait for you here."

The voice was ethereal, with a hint of maternal tenderness.

Zhou Jin hesitated for a moment, then gently opened the door.

The water-like moonlight shone coolly on the ground, spread out all the way, and landed on a chair with peeling paint.

A woman in purple sat on the chair, her body was tied with cold iron chains, her veil had fallen off, revealing her soul-sucking face.

"Who are you?" Zhou Jin asked.

The woman smiled softly: "I'm your mother, dear, come to my mother."

Zhou Jin walked into the room blankly and stopped in front of the woman.

The woman said softly: "Mother is locked by the iron chain, mother is so cold, help mother to take off the iron chain."