Medicinal Immortal

"That child should be six years old, right?" She whispered softly, thinking that she hadn't seen this child for so many years, and now passing by here again, then go and see!

I want to have her leave a message that year, and let the Yuwen family take good care of the child. The child should be living well these years.

When she entered the city, she went to Yuwen's house along the way she remembered. Although she returned to her daughter's outfit, dressed in a simple aqua-blue dress, she was simple and clean, but she was immortal. Not to mention her stunning beauty.

It’s just that, by reaching her level of cultivation, she can already turn her own breath into nothingness, so that people can see her, but can’t remember her. There is a person like her, but it seems ethereal as if she doesn’t exist, just like her. In this way, walking on the lively street, but did not arouse the attention or scrutiny of others, no one paid special attention to her existence, it was as if she was just a humble member of the crowd.

Tangning didn't go in through the main entrance of Yuwen's house, because she only planned to go and see the child quietly before leaving. She didn't intend to disturb the Yuwen's people.

Although Yuwen's family is quite large and full of style, there are many courtyards in the mansion, but she left a ray of Buddha's light on the child back then, so with the breath that belongs to her, she quickly became a member of Yuwen's family. The figure of the child was found in a remote courtyard.

She thought that this child should have a good life in the past few years. Even if it is not a group of slaves, she should grow up healthily, but when she saw the child, she found that everything was not what she thought. of.

There is only one boy who looks four or five years old in the dilapidated little yard. He is very thin. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is skinny. His face is blue and yellow. At first glance, it is caused by chronic malnutrition. It is now mid-October. As the weather turned colder, his thin and thin body was only wearing a thin old gray suit.

At this time, this little boy was practicing boxing awkwardly in the courtyard, but the boxing method was obviously learned secretly, and he couldn't learn it completely. He watched him shake his small fist seriously, and stopped after making two gestures. Tangning couldn't help feeling sad as he continued to practice.

At the beginning, the little girl she carried back was very cute, but she was sent back to his family to raise him, but he was raised skinny and skinny. He was already a six-year-old child, but he looked like four or five due to malnutrition. Years old.

If she knew that Yuwen's family would treat him this way, she would not send him here.

"Yo! You see, this little **** who doesn't want to learn boxing skills secretly!"

"Smelly boy, I just came to meet the Second Young Master!"

Two voices came, and Tangning saw four or five children approaching. These children were all around the age of eight or nine, dressed in Chinese and relatively strong.

When the little boy saw them, he stopped and wanted to enter the room, but was stopped. One of the eight-year-old boys stretched out his hand and pushed: "Smelly boy, I didn't hear us calling you!"

He pushed the little boy back a few steps and fell to the ground. Half of the steamed bun hidden in his clothes fell out. He reached out to take it, but saw that the steamed bun was stepped on by a foot.

"You don't want to feed this dog, you want to eat it?" The boy named Second Young Master ran the steamed bun with his foot, and then let go: "Now, eat it!"