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The people still knelt down and bowed their heads and didn't see this scene, but the mayor and some guards looked at the scene in front of them in shock, and they shouted in a trembling voice: "Immortals, immortals......"

Before the words were spoken, I saw the man in the black robe in front of him with a cold face and a heavenly face pick up Tang Shi horizontally, turned around and stepped on the Qingfeng Imperial Sword, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

The mayor of the town looked at it in a daze, and he didn't even have a chance to stop it, so he could only watch as Tang Shi was taken away......

Mo Ye was holding the person in his arms in the night and walking against the wind, in order to prevent the night wind from making him cold, he took out his cloak and wrapped his whole person, and held him in his arms, the weight that could not be lighter made his brows furrowed, only to feel that the person in his arms was fragile and petite, and even his body was soft.

When he saw the Buddha's light and holy power before, he knew that he must be there, but he didn't expect to be injured so badly, and the blood stains on his body made him even more frightened.

With his strength and mind, how could he be injured like this by a mere monster? Could it be that he was busy with other things during this time and didn't cultivate? Caused the strength to retreat?

He flew in the sky for about half an hour before coming to a courtyard in the middle of the city.

As soon as the guards in the courtyard saw him, they were slightly surprised, and immediately knelt down on one knee: "Knock on the master!" "It's so late, why did the master come over? And what is he holding in his arms? How do you look like a person?

Who can have such a great ability to make the master hold it?

Could it be, woman? For a moment, these guards couldn't help but be curious.

Mo Ye carried the person into the room, lightly put the person on the bed, lifted the cloak that wrapped him, looked at his pale face, and the appearance of an unconscious person, then took out a pill, pinched his mouth, raised his chin, and directly stuffed the pill into his mouth, letting the pill slide down his throat.

The aura of spiritual power condensed in his palm shrouded him, and he saw that a layer of white light wrapped his whole person, and he used immortal methods to treat the injuries on his body.

After withdrawing his hand, he sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at the sleeping person on the bed, he couldn't help but reach out and pinch his face: "It's really useless to be injured like this by a monster." ”

The big hand pinched the soft cheeks of the little monk on the bed, soft and elastic, he was obviously not willing to pinch too hard, but the delicate little face was still pinched red by him, but it made his originally pale face a little more bloody, and it looked a lot better.

Looking at the face that was pinched red by him, he removed his hand and gaze a little weakly, however, after thinking about it for a while, his deep gaze fell on his delicate face again, looking at the traces of his pinched red on his face, he couldn't help but stretch out his palm and rub it for him.

"I didn't use much force, but you were too delicate."

As if justifying himself, he didn't take away the hand that was rubbing his pink face, but said: "There are not many people in this world who can let Benjun rub his face for him, you have earned it." ”

Tang Ning was asleep, if she knew that Mo Ye actually took advantage of her coma to rub and pinch her face, and also in the tone she earned, she would probably be so angry that she would stand up and reason with him.

However, she never imagined that the Night King, who always had a noble appearance in Su Ri, would have such an unpopular hobby, let alone that she was the one who was taken advantage of and disliked.