Medicinal Immortal

How similar is the moment when they are cultivators to the emperor and Pan Hua? The whole life's cultivation is just for that moment.

Appreciating the blooming of the night flowers, City Lord Nalan saw that it was almost time, so he handed the stored box to Mo Ye next to him and said, "Mr. Mo, it's almost there."

"Yeah." Mo Ye replied, and took a look at Tang Ning next to him.

Tangning was slightly surprised when he got up and walked forward, came to the front of the epiphany, plucked the dazzling epiphany like a white jade plate, put it in the box in his hand, and stored it, amidst the exclamation of everyone around him, he turned to face She came.

"Aning, give it to you."

Mo Ye's low voice came into Tangning's ears with magnetism. He handed her the box with the epiphany in his hand, looked at her affectionately, and said, "As long as you like everything in this world, I will do it. You found it."

Listening to this, looking at the affectionate gaze of the person in front of him, Tangning was moved indescribably, a kind of joy from the bottom of his heart occupied her whole heart, that kind of joy cannot be expressed in words.

The monks on and off the stage stared at this scene in amazement.

You said you picked the epiphany and gave it to the woman! They looked a little normal. After all, it is normal to please the girl you like. However, when such a big man picks flowers, it is given to a man, or a man without hair, and said something like that. Touching love words, this is too much!

"This broken sleeve is too fair, right?"

"Yeah! Who are these two people? Even if you talk to so many people in front of so many people, you should also converge!"

"The man in the black robe is not an ordinary person at first glance. Why does he fall in love with the bald man? I really don't know what to look at."

"I'm wondering, who is bad for me? I just saw a bald man? Most bald heads in this world are Buddhist disciples, but depending on the man's dress, it doesn't seem to be the case."

"I originally thought about whether the bald man in Tsing Yi was Master Tang, but now it seems that it should not be. Master Tang can never be a broken sleeve."

The people underneath were talking, looking at the two people on the stage, although they were contemptuous, but they were more likely to be envious!

Envy them not afraid of the eyes of the world, envious of their dare to love and hate.

In the envious and jealous eyes of everyone, Tangning took the box he handed over, looked at him in front of him, her eyebrows were crescents, she saw a sly and mischievous light across her eyes, and she stretched out a hand to hook him. His neck lowered his head, raised his chin on tiptoes, and kissed the thin **** lips exposed outside the mask.

When Mo Ye touched her soft lips, he was already stunned. He was slightly lost before he was relieved from the light kiss when he saw that she was ready to leave.

Maybe it was because he didn't give up her soft red lips, or he hadn't tasted enough of her sweetness, it was almost instinctive, he stretched his hand around her waist, hugged her in his arms, and at the same time turned passive into active , Deepened this first kiss in the true sense between the two...

"Hi! Wow!"

Both on and off the stage, together with the people on the surrounding restaurants, looked at the scene on the stage and gasped one by one, and there was an uproar, and some even whistled.