Medicinal Immortal

"Ahem!"

Su Yanqing, who was drinking the soup, was choked by Situ's words. He hurriedly put down the bowl and wiped the corners of his mouth. He never thought that Situ would dare to ask Master Tang about this topic. Although he had been curious for a long time with his bald and shiny head, he did not dare to ask.

Han Zhi and Xing Tong silently constricted their eyes to eat. The bald-headed image of their master doesn't know how long they will face it, anyway, they are already used to it.

At least, the master is not wearing a dress with a bald head, this is enough.

Hearing Situ's words, Tangning took the sweet and sour pork ribs in his mouth without hesitation, then took a look at him, and said, "Have you never heard of being extremely smart?"

When everyone heard this, the corners of their mouths twitched. So how smart is it used?

Tangning clamped another piece of meat, and continued: "Besides, what's wrong with my bald head? I am proud of my bald head! You don't need to wash your hair without washing your hair. It saves time and effort. This is something you don't envy." Into the mouth, chewing unhurriedly.

"Hey, number one, I just like your bald head. You look good, and you look really good with a bald head. It's just that people can't help but want to touch your head. Niu Dali grinned. I've seen him wearing a turban these days, but I haven't seen his bald head for many days. I really miss it!

Tangning glanced at him with a faint smile, and said, "Don't even think about it. Don't hold your hand over my head at any time. You will have to be careful of your hand then."

"Yes, I just think about it, I just dared to touch the tiger's beard, but I didn't dare to touch No.1's head, really." He promised again and again.

Everyone couldn't help but laugh. Indeed, these students, which one of them dare to touch Master Tang's head? Do you want to die?

After eating and drinking, maybe because Jiujin was a little more sleepy, everyone went to the guest room to rest.

People from all quarters in the city sent people to visit Yuan’s house by appointment. Some thought that they would have to go and collect a corpse for them. But when they got there, they saw Yuan’s door open. The guards of the servants are busy, but all of them have a bit of joy on their faces.

joy? Did they read it right?

And there are people walking around in the Yuan family? Is this the rhythm that hasn't been destroyed?

But how is this possible? There was such a big movement last night, what kind of power this Yuan family knew, how could they be able to withstand the killer of the Lore Kill Pavilion?

With surprise and astonishment, some people came forward to inquire in a whisper, only to know that there were more than one hundred and fifty people from the lore pavilion last night, including two guardians. In the end, all died. On the contrary, Yuan Only a few people in the family suffered minor injuries, not even one died.

"Hi! This is impossible, right?"

"What's impossible? It's true. I heard from the people of the Yuan family that it was the mercenary guarding the front yard. The battle was over as soon as midnight. Those killers were all killed by the mercenaries, and they were still there. No one really died."

"It's actually true? I know that mercenary, dressed strangely, with a big painted face and a headscarf, can't see it clearly, but they only have about 30 people, how could it be able to beat that one? A hundred killer? This is incredible, right?"