Chapter 1046 - Prison Dragon (46)

Chapter 1046 Prison Dragon (46)

Song Mian is busy with business and has not rested yet.

Hearing the news, he was stunned for a moment. He remembered that his son didn’t have immortal roots.

Song Mian called, and the first sentence was: “You have been cheated.”

Song Futing switched to the video, and silently summoned Sui Han: “The apprentice gift from the master, the Sui Han sword.”

“real?”

“real.”

“But you don’t have a fairy fate.”

“Perhaps… there is a divine connection.”

“Who is your master?”

“Baitang.”

“Why haven’t I heard of it, how old is it?”

“Probably early twenties.”

“Could it be because of your body.”

Song Futing’s face darkened when he heard the words: “Dad, don’t speak nonsense. Master’s immortal appearance is extraordinary and elegant.”

“It’s still safe? When will you bring it back to have a look, if you don’t have the real ability to tell another story.”

“Dad, it’s not protection, but respect. Master is really amazing. Don’t underestimate her.”

Song Futing didn’t want people around him to disrespect his master.

“It seems that you really have the ability, when will you come back?”

“After the professor finished testing Qianyun Mountain. By the way, Dad, have you heard of Yecheng?”

“Ye City?” Song Mian frowned, “I heard from an old friend that a thousand years ago, there was a city that disappeared out of thin air, called Ye City. Why do you ask this?”

Song Futing’s expression was a bit serious: “Dad, Master said that Yecheng is going to reappear in the world.”

Song Mian: “Reappear in the world?”

“It’s not a good thing anyway, I’ll ask Master tomorrow.”

“It’s very mysterious.”

“Cultivation is a journey, it is mysterious and mysterious. Hang up.”

Song Futing didn’t want to see Song Mian anymore, so he hung up the phone resolutely, took a shower, and calmly prepared to sleep.

…

Song Futing and the others are in very good physical fitness, and they don’t necessarily feel tired after two or three hours of rest.

Woke up early, planning to punch.

Baitang directly threw him a wooden sword: “Follow me as a teacher.”

Since he has accepted him as an apprentice, Baitang still plans to teach him well, and when he is born in Yecheng, the apprentice will take care of him.

Xiao Chen came over with breakfast: “Brother Song, Miss Bai, do you want breakfast?”

Baitang held the wooden sword: “No hurry.”

Xiao Chen scratched his head: “Miss Bai, can I watch from the sidelines?”

He was really curious if it was the same as the one in the TV series.

Baitang: “Yes.”

She doesn’t have any opinions.

Baitang put down the wooden sword first: “Has Futing ever used a sword?”

Song Futing: “Short blades and sabers are mainly used. Most of the time, they are guns, and swords have never been used.”

Song Futing is best at locking the throat, killing him with one blow.

Xiao Chen hurriedly called Xiao Wang, too. It was not a big deal to watch the excitement, so Xiao Wang called the professor and his party. After a while, they were all surrounded.

Song Futing had already fought with Baitang. At the beginning, he was indeed a bit scrupulous. After three moves, he fought hard, without hiding any selfishness. His master is more powerful than he imagined.

This duel was really exciting, everyone watched intently, for fear of missing something.

Fist meets fist, and a dull sound can be heard when the fist hits. It is conceivable how much effort the two sides put in.

Baitang also suffered a few times. Song Futing has not been a vegetarian for the past 27 years. It is very good to do this without cultivation.

Cong Huai teased the Taoist priests who were chasing after him. Their cultivation bases were not high, and they couldn’t fly very high or far with Yujian.

Originally it was teasing, but when I became depressed later, I became ruthless, and swiped my tail, sweeping away many people.

(end of this chapter)