Quick Transmigration: Reforming the Blackened Big BOSS

  Chapter 1029 Imprisoned Dragon (29)

  Feng Huan's body was in severe pain, and the wound was still smoldering: "Junior Sister, stop chasing, we are not their opponents."

  Sun Yunyan was not reconciled: "Should they just let them take away the treasure of Taoism?"

  She also suffered from severe pain. The whips were so severe that both her and her brother's clothes were torn.

Feng Huan: "Junior Sister, that man should be a big demon. I don't know what it is. The woman...is very weird, and I can't see it. They won't let them take away the demon whip. Let's find it first. Let’s stay here to recuperate, and tell the elders in the sect about it.”

   Feng Huan is Sun Yunyan's pillar at this time.

  Sun Yunyan: "If you want to **** my baby, wait to die! The water was poured by that woman, it's disgusting!"

  The wound on his body was still burning.

  Feng Huan was not so optimistic, he and his junior sister were the best in the sect, at a young age, their cultivation level was almost comparable to that of their master.

  Just now, he didn't see how this man made a move, nor did he see how that woman made a move.

  The two of them were powerless to resist.

   Still have to check the records of this big monster in the cultivation world, and the woman also has to check...

   After returning, Cong Huai stared gloomily at the dragon tendon wrapped around Baitang's hand.

  Very beautiful, as white as jade, exuding a faint white light.

  Those two actually used his dragon tendons to cook!

  Baitang stretched out the dragon tendons, raised his hand lightly, the window opened, and a stream of water flew in, forming a water ring with a radius of about two meters.

  The dragon tendons were thrown up and embedded in the water ring.

   "Cong Huai, go up, can I pick up the dragon's tendons for you?"

  Cong Huai nodded slowly, turned around and turned into a black dragon hovering within the water ring.

  The water ring is taken from the rainwater that has not landed, and has not been polluted by the turbid air of the ground. The environment here is not bad, and the quality of the rainwater is not bad.

  The rain soaks the dragon tendons, washes away the turbid air inside, and moisturizes the dragon tendons.

  The process of picking up the dragon's tendons is uncomfortable, the aura is the blade, and the knife cuts the flesh and blood of Cong Huai, and it must be slow, and the wrong place cannot be cut.

  This pain is not bad compared to the pain of Miehun Nail.

  Cong Huai cooperated very well, and didn't say a word in pain.

  Bai Tang focused on two things, washed the dragon tendon back and forth more than ten times, and it became more and more translucent and moist, as if it was glowing. Although it can't restore the appearance it was just pulled out, this appearance is not bad.

  The dragon tendons are cleaned, and the place where Cong Huai puts the dragon tendons is ready.

  Baitang carefully put the dragon tendon back, pinched the tactic with his fingers like flying, and opened up Cong Huai's meridians. After finishing these, Baitang took out the medicine and rubbed it on Cong Huai.

   Fortunately, his body has a strong ability to repair, no sutures are needed, the surface has already healed, and after a few days of cultivation, it will not crack.

   Transformed into a human form again, Cong Huai seemed to be fished out of the water, and his clothes were soaked.

   "Smelly woman, thank you."

  Cong Huai was breathless.

  It is extremely difficult for him to put the dragon tendons back into his body by himself. He can't be so meticulous.

  Baitang peeled a bunch of candied haws and handed it to him: "Looking at you like this, I think you're tempting me."

  The drenched clothes cling to the tight muscles, as if holding a pipa and half covering the face.

  Cong Huai chuckled: "I knew it, you plotted against me."

  Baitang was very calm: "How could it be?"

  Cong Huai always felt that there was something wrong with the way Baitang looked at him, it seemed calm, but there were many things hidden under the calm.

  Cong Huai flipped through the phone, curled his lips, and said word by word: "Girl, you don't need to explain, you just want me."

  (end of this chapter)