Chapter 1031 - Prison Dragon (31)

Chapter 1031 Prison Dragon (31)

Qianyun Mountain seems to have a barrier. Going earlier is of no use.

The vision of Qianyun Mountain has attracted too many people, and it is heard that the big families in the hidden world have all been dispatched. Detecting their power is also the purpose of his coming here.

Song Futing has never understood that the power of the Sikou family is so wide, and the family is united as one, but they are not in the top position. He looked at Si Kou’s family and it was not without ambition.

The young man was still watching, his gaze was very straightforward, without any concealment.

Professor also agreed with Song Futing’s suggestion, he still wanted to try to see if he could make the equipment work normally.

There was neither thunder nor lightning. This rain is getting heavier and heavier, and it hurts people when it hits people.

Baitang took the oil-paper umbrella and went out, intending to go shopping.

Because she changed Qianyun Mountain, Qianyun Mountain is really about to give birth to a mountain dragon vein. This is a troublesome time. Before the dragon vein is born, it is very easy to cause some messy things. Baitang doesn’t want to suffer from this. and innocent.

Song Futing moved the things down, and a shadow fell in front of him.

He looked up and saw a girl who seemed to be walking from a painting, calm and refreshing. She was holding a green oil-paper umbrella, which complemented the skirt on her body.

Song Futing felt a slight heat on his chest, it was the thing he was wearing around his neck that was getting hot.

“Sir, can I take a step to speak.”

Baitang didn’t expect that the colorful stone was on this person.

Song Futing looked at the woman in front of him: “Sorry, I still have something to do.”

Baitang moved out of the way: “It’s okay, sir, I can wait for you.”

Song Futing also couldn’t see Baitang’s purpose, so he could only ask: “Miss, what’s the matter?”

Baitang pursed his lips and smiled: “I have something to do, but it’s not convenient to say it here. Mister, let’s get busy first.”

Baitang was standing on the side of the alley with his back on his back, the raindrops hit the umbrella like a piece of music.

Raindrops hit the ground and water splashed.

Cong Huai stopped biting the candied haws, and then bit hard, his eyes fell on Baitang who was holding an umbrella.

Song Futing glanced at Baitang, she stood there without moving, as if she had merged with the rain. Song Futing’s eyes shifted to Baitang’s skirt, but there was no trace of moisture…

strangeness…

Song Futing’s eyes darkened, and he still carried things calmly.

“Xiao Song, I think this girl is pretty good, don’t make her wait too long.”

Professor looked rather ambiguous. He is more fond of girls with dignified manners.

Song Futing was thoughtful: “Professor, her origin is unknown.”

Professor: “Hey, if you figure it out, it’s not an unknown source.”

Song Futing smiled, but did not speak. Help them put things into the hotel.

Cong Huai broke the bamboo stick in his hand, and let the candied haws with two hawthorns fall on the bluestone board. The unfinished bunch of candied haws rolled straight to Baitang’s feet.

Song Futing glimpsed it from the corner of his eye, and his eyelids twitched.

This is not normal…

It seems that he is a cultivator.

It’s just that the aura is thin, and few people can practice it.

Bai Tang looked up at Cong Huai by the window, who looked gloomy like a rainy day, and frowned slightly: “Waste of food.”

(end of this chapter)