Medicinal Immortal

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Due to the fight between the black wind and the monk, there were many people watching the excitement around, but there were also sharp-eyed people who saw the sharp weapon between the monk’s fingers and wanted to hide the killer. They thought that the blow would fall, and the man who fell to the ground would definitely Seeing blood, but not seeing it, was stopped by a little child.

Seeing the child with a bald head, the eyes of everyone around him flickered, and it seemed that he was an unusual child. It was enough to subdue the monk with just one shot.

What people didn't expect was that this little hand made such a quick and neat move, and there was no hesitation in breaking the monk's hand. This style of work was surprising.

"The heart is so dark, you don't need this hand."

As she spoke, her hand had completely twisted the monk's hand, her hand bones were all cut off, the whole hand suddenly softened, and even the sharp weapon she held between her fingers fell to the ground with a choke.

"Ah...little, little son, forgive me..." If that person doesn't know that he has provoke someone who can't be offended, then he has lived in vain all these years, and now he doesn't care about his own hands, just begging for mercy.

"Get out!" Tangning kicked, and he fell down on his stomach, fell to the ground and then crawled and fled.

Hei Feng came to her and lowered his head slightly: "Master Tang, I am ashamed of you."

"It's okay, just go back and practice more." Tangning said, then looked at the hawker monk who was wiping cold sweat on the side, and asked, "How much did you say about the mirror?"

"Well, this little young man can give one hundred gold coins, one hundred gold coins." The monk said slyly, holding out a finger to compare. This kid looks harmless, who knows how ruthless he shot?

Tangning glanced at him, then said to Xingtong, "Give him a hundred gold coins."

"Yes." Xingtong took out a hundred gold coins to the monk.

Tangning had already put away the broken mirror. After an unpleasant disturbance, and the interest in shopping faded, Tangning said, "Let's go! Go back." She got a strange mirror, and she wanted to go back to see what was going on?

Of course, before a few people walked out of West Street, they were stopped by a group of people.

"Big brother, that's them! That kid is so evil, he broke my hand!" The previous monk whose hand was broken by Tangning pointed angrily at several people, and beside him, there were seven or eight people around him. Monk, one of them is the foundation-building monk.

"Cut off their hands and feet for me!" The headed monk sipped in gloom.

"Yes!" The seven or eight cultivators responded, and took out the axe from behind, and they carried the axe and slashed at them.

"It's actually from the Axe Gang! Those people are going to be unlucky." The people around shook their heads and looked at Tangning's eyes as if they were watching dead people.

The city is bound to be mixed. There are all kinds of casual cultivators, and some are in groups, and the axe gang is composed of a casual cultivator who does nothing on weekdays. Each of them has an axe and occasionally takes on some mercenary tasks. Occasionally, he did something invisible, and the notoriety in this West Street can be said to be unknown.

Now that those few children provoke them, I am afraid it will be unlucky.

"Master Tang, the Axe Gang is a gang of dozens of casual repairs. I didn't expect that kid was actually from the Axe Gang. What should I do now?" Hei Fenghu was next to Tangning, worried that they would suffer less in the fight.