Medicinal Immortal

Tang Ning's beautiful eyes blinked, staring at the handsome face in front of him. Even if he was wearing a mask, he was still very seductive, especially his temperament was outstanding, but such a person with a noble aura. People, holding such a child in his arms, no matter how they look, they don't match well.

"Don't you think bringing a baby is troublesome?" she asked.

"Bringing a child is very troublesome, but you won't, after all, you are not a real five-year-old." He said, throwing the spaceship to take her up, and he heard a voice from behind him.

"Master, Master!"

Mo Ye paused, and when he looked back, he saw the sect disciples running towards him quickly. He frowned and asked in a deep voice, "What else?"

"Uncle Master, Junior Brother Kong was scratched by the corpse before, and this time the Zongmen is not close. We have exhausted our spiritual power. Please also Uncle Master can send us a ride to find Junior Brother Kong in the city. The psychiatrist looks at the injury."

Listening to the disciple's words, Mo Ye looked behind him. A disciple held by the other two had a pale face and cold sweat on his forehead. The whole person seemed to be a little collapsed and he couldn't even stand still.

"Come on!" Mo Ye hugged Tangning on the spaceship, and then he signaled several people to follow.

Tang Ning, who was being held, looked curiously at the supported disciple, and turned his eyes around him, and saw that the scratched place seemed to be in the abdomen.

"Thank you Uncle Master." The few people were overjoyed. After hearing his permission, they finally let go and quickly followed the spaceship.

Their whereabouts have always been a mystery, and they rarely show up in front of others. They still saw him from afar in the ceremony where he became a Yuan Ying monk last time. They only heard that he was cold-tempered and unapproachable, and did not want to face the sect. The disciple is still better.

After getting on the flying ship, the ship flew up. Tangning was still being held, so she patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let me down."

Mo Ye glanced at her and said unhurriedly: "There are so many people, I am afraid that I will squeeze you down." He still holds it well, and it's small, soft, and it doesn't matter if you hug you Time is gone again.

When those sect disciples heard what their uncle said, they couldn't help rubbing their noses, and wondering: Isn't their uncle disgusting them? After all, it is not a problem for this spacecraft to accommodate twenty or thirty people. Now that there are only a few of them, it is said that there are more people.

Tangning twitched the corner of her mouth and glanced at the open space on the spaceship, but she had a delicate face with a squat, "Let me down."

Upon seeing this, Mo Ye reluctantly put her down, and when he saw her down, he walked towards the disciples, his eyelids twitched and his eyes followed.

The appearance of the disciples of Xianzong is of course needless to say, all of them are handsome men and beauties, and the appearance of these disciples can be regarded as okay...

Just thinking about it, seeing Tangning already squatting down beside the injured disciple, and seeing her staring at the wound on the disciple’s abdomen, Mo Ye coughed lightly and said, "There is a spiritual doctor in the city. Just let the spiritual doctor take a look."

Several disciples of the sect saw that Shishu was very nervous about the child, and they also said, "Little...little son, it’s okay. We have already applied medicine to Junior Brother Kong’s wound. We will wait until we find a spiritual doctor in the city. it is good."

I don't know who this child belongs to Uncle Master?