Quick Transmigration: Reforming the Blackened Big BOSS

  Chapter 1056 Prison Dragon (56)

  Cong Huai knew very well that he had to revisit his thoughts and speak out honestly.

   No matter what you say, Baitang will retort.

   This is a very painful process, and no one likes it.

  Face your heart and critics directly.

   Too many people can't do it.

   "How long is your long time? Didn't I contact you after finishing the business?"

   "You are very happy to have Song Futing as an apprentice."

  Song Futing: "..."

   Feelings are jealous... It's just that this is too small-minded...

  Song Futing was a little speechless.

   "It's rare for me to accept an apprentice, shouldn't I be happy? Do I have to be very sad to make Futing think that I, the master, have something against him?"

   "You cut off the Dragon Control Art directly."

   "Didn't I tell you in advance? There are many crises around you, don't you cut it off and keep it distracted? Didn't I tell you with spiritism after you go out?"

   "No contact for a month."

  Cong Huai continued, his fingers curled up, showing his restless heart.

   This process is undoubtedly embarrassing.

   What's more, there is Song Futing.

  He knew he was wrong, and he couldn't be stubborn.

"I summoned you three times, and you saw them all three times, but there was no response. Is it because I don't want to contact you, or you don't want to? Don't say anything, you will reply the fourth time, this time is the fourth time, and the next time is Not for the fifth time, six times. Does it now mean that you're taming a dog that won't leave no matter how much you neglect it?"

   These words are not pleasant, and can even be considered sharp.

  Baitang always felt that she could change, but it had to be a good change. Once she realizes that it will only bring her disadvantages in the long run, she will never back down.

  Cong Huai bit his tongue until his mouth was filled with the smell of rust. He relaxed, his fingers sinking into his palm, and continued.

   "Come back and leave."

  Returning rationally, Cong Huai also knew that he was ridiculous.

   "Did you tell me when to come back? Do I need to wait for you? I can choose when to leave, but who would want to know that you just came back at this time."

  Baitang actually wanted to ask, did he lose his mind after being imprisoned for three thousand years?

   Cong Huai stretched out his little finger and hooked Baitang's hand, very sincerely: "I was wrong."

   Very good attitude and very cooperative. Baitang was actually not angry either.

  I hope he remembers gender longer and engages in this set.

   "I have found all of the Soul Resurrection Water, Holy Spirit Water, and Breathing Soil."

   Cong Huai held it out as if offering a treasure, and said in a low voice.

   "Don't be angry, okay?"

  Baitang looked at him strangely: "Cong Huai, have you thought about the deeper reason?"

  Cong Huai blinked in confusion: "What is the reason?"

  Song Futing rarely interjected: "You like my master."

  Cong Huai looked at Song Futing who was driving, and silently looked at Baitang.

  After realizing this problem, he shrank his head like an ostrich.

  The things were all collected, Baitang immediately began to pinch his body.

  No one mentioned it, Cong Huai recovered after a while.

  Seeing that the mass of breath soil gradually took on a human form, he couldn't help saying: "Does it look like this?"

   It's not that she doesn't look good, he doesn't think she looks a bit like her. He had clearly never seen her before, but he just didn't think it looked like her.

  The appearance carved by Baitang with a small knife is only a third of her original appearance. The part that plays casually is relatively large.

   "I am in the dark, why expose it."

  Cong Huai opened his hand, and curled up a small figure in his palm: "She didn't get a baby. I met her when I went to search for Xiyang, and snatched it from the ghost king."

  (end of this chapter)