Quick Transmigration: Reforming the Blackened Big BOSS

  Chapter 1095 Imprisoned Dragon (95)

  Cong Huai only thinks that this person has a problem. Do you need to ask such an obvious question?

   Cong Huai didn't want to deal with people with brain problems.

"Would you like to go out?"

  Cong Huai still ignored.

  He can get out.

   There is no reason, but there is a feeling that he must be able to get out.

  Since you can go out, why bother with this unknown thing.

"Would you like to go out?"

  The voice rang in his ears again, very annoying.

  Cong Huai was suddenly curious why he felt that he would be able to go out.

  Looks like...someone will...

  Her name is...Baitang?

  Cong Huai's eyes fixed and he realized.

  The corner of her lips ticked: "I want to."

   "Relax your mind, I will let you gain great strength and escape from the sea of ​​suffering."

"OK."

  Cong Huai still let go of his vigilance, resentment rushed into his body, and a consciousness invaded his sea of ​​consciousness, and Cong Huai immediately closed the sea of ​​consciousness.

   "Want to seize the house? You can try."

  With this playful tone, Long Yuan also knew that he was set aside by Cong Huai.

  It doesn't want to die.

   Constantly plunged Cong Huai into painful memories.

  Cong Huai also knew that his situation was very bad, waved Cang Lan to cut through the remaining resentment around him, and immediately flew to the clouds to find Baitang.

   Just see her.

   Just need to see her.

  He can stay awake.

  Letting Long Yuan enter his body, this step is very dangerous for him.

  But only by doing so can Longyuan be taken away from Yecheng.

  Resolve the dragon's grievance? Cong Huai can't do it now. He was already on the verge of a very dangerous situation, if he didn't see Baitang for a long time, he would go crazy.

  Flying up to the clouds, Cong Huai saw a smiling face at a glance.

   rushed over and embraced her. The voices in his head were noisy, making him upset.

   "Tangtang, I feel bad."

"Do you need help?"

"want."

  When Bai Tang heard the words, he turned his head and kissed him, and Cong Huai's mind immediately became quiet.

  The whole body's attention is on the lips.

  When the two lips parted, Cong Huai looked at Baitang's lips with unsatisfactory intent, and wanted to kiss them.

  Baitang blocked it with a finger.

   "Wait until the matter in Yecheng is over."

  Cong Huai: …

  Can he say no?

   Well, let’s focus on the bigger picture.

  Sit next to her, and look down with Baitang.

   "Why is it so delicious?"

   "A few undead people deal with it so hard."

   "Block others? It's insidious."

Listening to Cong Huai's complaints, Baitang explained: "The aura is not abundant now. After Tiandao kills those old monsters, the Jindan stage in the cultivation world can be regarded as a top expert. I usually fight monsters too easily. Your cultivation base is still higher than the Golden Core, so of course you find it easy."

  Cong Huai continued: "Only Song Futing can fight some, and there are not many people in the Wuji Gate. Tsk tsk, it's not worth it for Song Futing to get injured in order to save them."

   "That's pretty cool. Where's the face? I've done a lot of dirty things."

Baitang chuckled lightly: "Look, there are other people here. Fu Ting saved him first to establish his own prestige. This team was originally organized temporarily. It has no strength, can't hold people down, has no responsibility, and can't be convincing. Second, he was rescued only because of the large number of people. Futing used to be a soldier. He still doesn't know the nasty things these people have done."

  Cong Huai snorted softly: "How long has it been?"

   This group of people is particularly embarrassed, and they don't look like they just entered.

  Baitang: "It's been a month."

  Cong Huai said dumbly: "One month?"

  Baitang nodded happily. Cong Huai stayed inside with everyone for a month.

  Currently, only Cong Huai went to the central area.

  (end of this chapter)