Medicinal Immortal

Lan Yingying had already done a good job to irritate the person and then let him kill her, but she was stopped by someone. He looked up and saw that a young man dressed in Tsing Yi was smiling at her with a familiar and natural tone. As if the two knew each other.

But, does she know him?

Mo Ye saw Tangning appear, and followed him. When the cultivators saw the two suddenly appeared, their expressions changed greatly: "Who are you!"

"Tsk tsk, it's all bleeding."

Tang Ning looked at Lan Yingying's hand rubbing the skin, and when she raised her hand, the rope that bound her fell into her hand, stretched out her hand and wiped it away, and put it into her hand. Said: "This character is not high grade, I don't want to have this bundle of immortals, you can keep it! Maybe it will be useful in the future."

Lan Yingying stared at him blankly, some of them didn't react.

"Again!"

The man in the lead watched his treasure be wiped away from the imprint of God's consciousness, and immediately stepped forward and stretched out his hand to **** the bundle of immortals, but unexpectedly, a round bamboo snapped down on the outstretched paw.

"what!"

A seemingly gentle click made the monk scream, and his retracted hand trembled. Only he knew that the bone of this hand was broken!

Seeing that the momentum was not good, the others immediately ran away, but didn't want to. The round bamboo in Tangning's hand flew out and knocked them to the ground.

"puff!"

Blood spurted from the mouths of those people, and they only felt that the place hit by the round bamboo, a pain spread from there, making it difficult for them to breathe.

"Leave the rest to you?" Tangning asked, looking at Lan Yingying beside him.

Lan Yingying blinked, his gaze fell on the round bamboo, and then looked at the people around him, and then thought of the five-year-old child in his memory, and he didn't feel relieved for a while.

Could it be him?

This outfit, this familiar tone, really looks like him!

"Huh?" Tangning raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Oh, okay." She recovered, nodded quickly, looked at the few people in front of her, and took a dagger from the space and stepped forward.

"No no, don't kill me, don't kill me..."

The other cultivators were pale, with panic in their eyes. I thought it was a beautiful job, but I didn't want to die because of it.

Lan Yingying seemed to have an idea in her heart. Seeing that they were wounded to the ground, she immediately went forward and took their lives with a knife. When she walked towards the head monk, the monk pursed her lips, his face was sullen and gloomy. Eyes stared at Lan Yingying in front.

Just as she approached, he buttoned the sleeve arrow on his arm, and a poisonous sleeve arrow flew out with a sound, but instead of heading towards Lan Yingying, he shot towards Tangning.

In his opinion, as long as the two suddenly appearing people are resolved first, the remaining little girl will not become a climate.

However, neither Tangning nor Mo Ye is a fuel-efficient lamp. How could that person's carefulness escape their eyes? Seeing the Xiujian shot, Tangning only raised the round bamboo in his hand with a blow. The Xiujian turned his head and slammed into the center of his eyebrows.

"Ok!"

With a muffled hum, the man fell down with his eyes wide open, until he died, his eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment.

Seeing that several people were killed, the white-clothed woman saw panic in her eyes, and suddenly knelt down towards Lan Yingying: "Junior Sister Lan, Junior Sister Lan, I am confused, please forgive me!"