Quick Transmigration: Reforming the Blackened Big BOSS

   Chapter 1092 Prison Dragon (92)

  If resentment is not eliminated, the corpse will not melt.

Ordinary grievances are not so strong. Yecheng was reduced to an undead city. One is the involuntary sacrifice; The demon has supernatural powers, and grew up to this point by relying on sorcery. He died, but he did not die cleanly.

  Dragon's grievance can only be dealt with by Cong Huai, and no one else can clear it up.

   Above the city of Ye, there is a skull floating, it is surrounded by Buddhist charms, the color of the charms is very light, and the skull is only a little white.

  Cong Huai stared at the skull for a long time: "A Tang, my brow bone..."

  He didn't say anything when Yecheng was sleepy, or when he was hurt, and his brow bone became a magic weapon to suppress Yecheng. When the brow bone is completely damaged, it is the time when the seal of Yecheng is lifted.

  Master Kongji back then had a high level of cultivation, but he could only do this. He used Cong Huai's skull to suppress the dragon grievances caused by his persecution, and sealed this undead city with all his cultivation and life.

   Some people's greed, but innocent people pay a heavy price.

  Cong Huai is like this, the people of Yecheng are like this, and the flowers, plants, trees and animals of Yecheng are like this.

   are all victims.

  Baitang glanced at him sympathetically: "My condolences."

   grabbed her hand, lowered his eyebrows, and covered his expression: "I'm not dead yet!"

  Baitang held his hand back: "I'm talking about your brow bone. I can't help it if it's damaged to this extent."

  Cong Huai: "A Tang, since Song Futing said that I actually like you, I really like you, but you haven't shown it for so long, do you like me?"

   Stepping on this point to confess, Cong Huai spit on himself a little.

  Baitang: "Just now you said, I haven't made it clear all this time, didn't you just make it clear now? What should I say? So much special treatment, you still can't see it?"

  Cong Huai looked at Baitang, his eyes were as bright as day, and said slowly: "I am relieved now."

   "Tangtang, the place I don't want to go back to is this place. When I saw it reappear, I felt a burst of anger rushing to my head, and I wanted to kill someone, even though I have recovered my spirit body now."

   "The dragon's grievances are not gone, I have never been without grievances. So what if I recover, I always remember those days, when there was only blood in the bleakness, and only hatred in the sorrow."

  During the few days in Nanning, he and Baitang were stuck together, almost inseparable.

  Cong Huai was afraid that without Baitang by his side, he would lose control of himself.

  No matter before or now, he is not approachable, casually talking to people.

  How could it be possible that Baitang would talk to Baitang just because of a Dragon Control Art? Hearing that voice, he felt very strange and wanted to get closer.

  Seeing her from behind, I want to get closer.

  Baitang: "You are not a saint, and you don't need to be one. It's not surprising whether you hate or resent."

Cong Huai looked at Yecheng with a sad face: "But now, it's useless for me not to complain. This mass of resentment is almost stronger than me. After such a long time, it can already exist without me .”

  Baitang made a cheering gesture: "It's okay, just treat it as an experience, if you really can't handle it, there is me."

   This dragon grievance can only be resolved by Cong Huai.

  Cong Huai couldn't help laughing.

  Is this the sense of security from a girlfriend?

  No one can give him such a strong sense of security anymore.

  Thinking of some customs of the Xia Kingdom, Cong Huai figured out that after the end of Yecheng, he would propose marriage.

  (end of this chapter)