Medicinal Immortal

When Black Wind heard it, he quickly said: "You tell me how to solve it, and I can give you gold coins."

Tangning waved her hand: "Talking about money is vulgar. Besides, this is not something that money can solve." She didn't give him a chance to ask again, and strode forward.

When she came to the main courtyard and saw the man drinking tea in the courtyard, her eyes moved slightly.

It turned out that his name was Mo Ye, and he was the third son of the empire in charge of the emperor. Even though he was gifted at a young age, he still could not be favored by the emperor. It was because he was killed by the evil and lived to be less than 25 years old. The people of the curse, six relatives have no relationship, are destined to live a lonely life.

It is estimated that any emperor would not like having such a son by his side. Therefore, since he was a child, he was released from the palace for self-reliance. Even if it is the beginning of the year, it is estimated that he will not be summoned once.

It's like that the ruler of the Profound Dragon Kingdom has long forgotten about having a son like him. And this is something that almost everyone in the imperial city knows.

Although King Ye did not have the Sacred Heart, he had lost his holy favor since he was a child, but he was powerful, even if he did not rely on the one in the palace, he could stand on top of everyone, even in this imperial city with intricate influences. The object of awe.

But, no one knows where his unfathomable strength cultivation comes from? I don't even know who he studied from? He seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious mist, and no one could see through or see.

Putting away her thoughts, she stepped forward and sat down at the table: "Look for me?" As she spoke, she picked up the fruit on the table and ate it without any restrictions from the guests, but was very comfortable.

Heifeng and Anyi stood behind Mo Ye, looking at this little monk who was extremely at ease in front of their master, they just didn't understand, where did this little monk have the courage?

Mo Ye glanced at him, and a low voice came out of his mouth: "Three days, within three days, if you can leave the king's mansion, even if you meet in the future, you won't be embarrassed, if it's within three days If you can’t go, you can stay and become the king’s right and left hand. For the rest of your life, you will respect me."

Heifeng and Anyi behind them were shocked when they heard this. Isn't it? What good is this little monk? The master wants to keep him as the right hand? You need to know that the left and right hands around the master are just like the two of them. Is it good for you to be trained?

For a while, the two men looked at the little monk with hostility.

Tangning paused while eating the fruit, looked at Mo Ye in surprise with her beautiful eyes, and asked, "Are you serious?"

Looking at those clear eyes like glass, Mo Ye's heart moved slightly. How could a cunning little boy who has such beautiful eyes?

He moved his gaze away from those eyes, took a sip of his tea, and said, "This king has always said nothing."

"it is good!"

Tangning immediately responded, and patted his hand on the table. He was shocked that the black wind standing behind Mo Ye's eyes widened and stared angrily at the little monk who had no distance.

Dare to slap the table and drink in front of the master? Such an unregulated person, the master still wants to keep him by his side as a left-handed man? What do you think of him?

"If I can really leave, you won't be able to trouble me when you meet me in the future." Tangning added another sentence uneasy.

Mo Ye curled his lips, smiling but not smiling: "Let's talk about it when you have the ability to leave!"