Medicinal Immortal

Song Tianyou originally thought that he could not beat so many people, but when he heard Master said that he could, and the more he beat, the more vigorous he was. With the help of Yaoyao, he forgot the question of whether he could not beat him. Zhong just wanted to beat them all down.

"Ok!"

A big man was kicked, staggered back, groaned, and a trace of blood spilled from his mouth. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his chest, only to feel that the child was kicked there and it hurt.

"call out!"

"what!"

The sword energy sharply cut the top of a man's head, cutting off the hair on the top of his head, and the man screamed in fright. When he touched the top of his head, the cool breeze swished and cold sweat broke out.

Almost, I almost split my head!

Tangning watched from the side, giving Song Tianyou a word or two from time to time, about a stick of incense, a dozen figures were wailing on the ground, but when the man in Jinyi wanted to escape, Song Tianyou kicked him in front of Tangning. .

"Master, how do you deal with this person?" Song Tianyou asked.

Tangning looked at him and asked, "What do you think is appropriate?"

Seeing this, Song Tianyou tilted his head and thought for a while, and said, "Abolished the cultivation base!"

"Then you will take care of it." Tangning said, letting him handle it himself.

"Okay!" Song Tianyou responded, and abolished their cultivation amidst the man's begging for mercy, and then a few people turned and left.

"Master, there are wontons over there. Shall we go to eat wontons?" Song Tianyou pointed to the stall on the roadside, and the steaming Yunton served bowls to the table. He couldn't help but swallow. Drool.

Hearing this, Tangning smiled, "Okay." The three of them walked to the stall and ordered three bowls of wontons.

"Guest, be careful of burning your mouth." The owner of the stall smiled and put three bowls of wonton on the table, telling them to burn carefully.

"Well, it's really fragrant!" Yaoyao sniffed the scent, took a spoon, took a wonton and blew it, took a bite carefully, her eyes lit up: "Master, this is so delicious!"

"Eat more if you like, and call again if you don't have enough." Tangning said with a smile, and took a sip of the soup with a spoon.

"What about the Third Junior Brother? Didn't you say that they will meet here? Why haven't they arrived yet?" Several disciples dressed in the white clothes of the first sect looked around anxiously, waiting for someone.

"Wait a little longer! Maybe it will be there in a while," said another.

"Brother, Master hurried back, did something happen in the sect?" another person asked.

"I heard Master said that something went wrong in the secret realm. When Master rushed back because the lord called him to go back to discuss saving Master Mo."

"Uncle Mo? Why is it still about Uncle Mo? What is going on?"

Tangning was eating wontons. When they talked about the secrets and the words like Master Mo, their hearts jumped, and they couldn't help looking at those people. Seeing that they were the disciples of the first sect, she put down her spoon and walked away. Step forward.

"You just said something happened to the secret? What happened to Mo Ye?" Tangning asked.

Those disciples were talking in a low voice, and they saw an old man coming to ask questions. They watched him vigilantly and asked, "Who are you? What do you do when we say our words?"

"Brother!" Another disciple hurried over, and when the others saw the crowd, they were ready to leave. Unexpectedly, the old man moved his steps and stood in front of them again.

"What's wrong with Mo Ye? What happened in the secret?" Tangning asked again, her voice slightly cold.