Medicinal Immortal

Mo Ye was still dressed in a black robe, and his breath was collected. The difference was that he was wearing a black mask on his face at this time, covering his face.

He was informed that a vision appeared in this Beishan Beast Forest a few days ago, and because he was closer, he came to explore.

Unexpectedly, not long after I entered it, I heard the roar of the fierce beast constantly. When I found it, the fierce beast did not see it, but saw the little monk who had been a monk a few days ago.

This place is extremely dangerous. How did a little monk who was still in Yunzhong City a few days ago and had no cultivation base come here? What made him even more unexpected was that the little monk didn't die in the mouth of the beast, but followed a man with a sword in a sneaky manner.

I don’t know why, so he followed them all the way. The little monk finally showed up at the meeting, and he also watched in the dark. What made him even more unexpected was that the little monk was very capable. When the two met in a battle, the man was forced to retreat step by step, and several stab wounds were added to his body, and the knives fell on the man’s wounds.

So that he knows that not anyone can touch his head?

Hearing the words of the little monk, Mo Ye's eyes flickered slightly, and his gaze fell on the little monk's shiny head, inexplicably remembering the last time the little monk hit him, that bright head was lost. His big hand held it down.

I remembered that he was slapped on the back of his hand, and not long after he went back, the back of his hand was red and itchy. When he saw the scene before, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, revealing a bit of playfulness, and he secretly thought: This scorpion must be reported. Sure enough, it is not a serious monk.

Most Buddhist disciples are compassionate, and this little monk has sharp moves and tricks, and he doesn't know what temple can accommodate such a murderous god.

As he was thinking about it, he saw the little monk kicking sharply. While the sword in the man's hand was kicked into the air by him, the little monk kicked directly up the opponent's chin.

"puff!"

The man was kicked face up and spouted a mouthful of blood, and his body lost balance and backed away. Perhaps due to his body injury and lack of physical strength, he turned around when he saw the little monk leaning forward and attacking. Want to escape.

Unexpectedly, just a few steps after running, killing intent struck, and the cold dagger was already on his neck, and the sound of killing intent came into his ears with a hint of coldness.

"The door of **** is open, go down!"

As soon as the sound fell, the sharp dagger ran across his throat, and the blood splashed out. The man only had time to snorted, and his whole body froze, his eyes opened wide. He did not expect that he was not dead. Mouth, but died in the hands of this little monk...

Mo Ye, who saw this scene in the dark, slightly twisted his brows under his mask, and stared at the little monk with deep gazes, his eyes filled with inquiry...

Seal the throat with one knife, clean and neat!

However, the next moment, seeing the little monk's behavior, the corners of his mouth twitched again.

I saw that the little monk took out a Qiankun bag from the corpse and studied it with a curious look: "This is the Qiankun bag? Can this little bag really wear a lot of things?"

Tangning happily played with it, opened it and looked inside, and saw that there were a lot of treasures inside, her eyes lit up: "It's really lucky..."

She threw up the Qiankun Bag in her hand excitedly. Before she could say anything, she discovered that the Qiankun Bag...

Robbed!