Chapter 293

Name:Medicinal Immortal Author:Feng Jiong
"Yes." The two teenagers answered and went forward.

"Hands out."

Mo Ye says, staring at their shrinking hands and frowning slightly. After they reach out in fear, his hand holds one of them. However, at the moment of encounter, he only feels goosebumps coming out. The repulsion is even obvious. He doesn't have the strange and exciting feeling when he holds the little monk's hand.

Almost immediately, he took back his hand, and his face sank. The breath of the air became cold because his face sank. The two teenagers turned pale with cold sweat.

Mo Ye resists the discomfort in his heart and reaches for the hand of another teenager. The young man may have guessed something, but he seems to doubt something. So he tentatively and cautiously holds Mo Ye's hand, but at the next moment, the whole person is thrown out.

"Presumptuous!"

With a deep voice and a roar of anger, he lifts his hand, and the powerful spirit breath gushes out of his body. He throws the young man out of the room and hits him heavily on the yard outside.

"Poof!"

The young man exclaimed. At the moment when he fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood also gushed out, and the whole person directly fainted in the past.

Another teenager was so scared that he knelt down, trembling and afraid to look up.

Black wind and dark one or two people were originally standing outside the door of the room. Seeing this behind the scenes, both of them felt a little heavy. If they didn't guess wrong, the master should want to have a try. Would he feel the same way as Tang Shi to other teenagers?

"Drag it up!" Mo Ye drinks calmly and coldly looks at the boy who passed out.

"Yes Black wind should be, quickly bring people out.

"Get out of here, too!" Deep and cold eyes fell on the kneeling youth, such as three feet of ice, people shudder.

"Yes, yes." Young trembling voice should, rolling back out.

Dark one at the door of the room, this just walked in, arched a salute, the way: "master son, some of my subordinates, I don't know when to speak improper."

Mo Ye takes a look at him and says, "if you have anything, just say it."

"Yes." Dark one should, raise a head to look at him way: "subordinate feels, master son does not suit to continue to stay in Tianlong city."

Mo Ye sits at the table and wipes his hands with a handkerchief: "why?"

Dark a deep breath, way: "because of Tang Shi." He said it as if he breathed out a breath, and then he no longer hid his words. Instead, he continued: "the master treats Tang Shi more than his friends. The master's seven emotions and six desires are led by the master. The master will be happy and angry because of the master, master..."

"Shut up!"

Mo Ye drinks in a cold voice. He claps his hands on the table and makes a thump. His sharp eyes with a cold toward the dark a sweep, a deep voice said: "you know what you are talking about!"

Dark one because of his anger and kneel down, after hearing his words, the way: "subordinate know, just, subordinate can't look at the master son mud feet deep! It's not too late to leave now, master... "

"Presumptuous!" Mo Ye stands up all over the place and starts to open.

Black wind dragged people out and came back, but heard dark one's words and master son's anger, ran in quickly: "dark one! You are crazy