Quick Transmigration: Reforming the Blackened Big BOSS

  Chapter 1049 Prison Dragon (49)

  In recent years, in order to promote development and ease the housing pressure of the population. In addition, during the dry season, there is little rain, and the water level of Xiangyang Lake has dropped a lot. As a result, Nanning City began to reclaim land from the lake, filling about one-fifth of Xiangyang Lake.

  This is only on the surface.

  Song Futing has been to Nanning City many times. There are many murder cases in Nanning City, and there are also many strange murder cases. It has existed since before the founding of the Xia Kingdom. In recent years, the frequency of strange things has increased a lot.

  The generation of Xiangyang Lake gave Song Futing the feeling that the people around him were very irritable and irritable, and if they didn't like it, they would see blood.

  Thinking of this, Song Futing had a headache.

   Xiangyang Lake is surrounded by high-rise buildings, where many people live.

  The reappearance of Ye City, did it emerge from the bottom of the lake? Emerging from the bottom of the lake, where does Xiangyang's lake water go?

  Because of surrounding the lake to build fields, fearing that the lake would spread, the embankment of the lake was built very high. Once the lake spreads, it will not only involve Nanning.

  …

  After breakfast, Baitang found a place where no one was around, and performed the Dragon Control Art.

   "Where are you?"

  An elegant voice sounded in Cong Huai's mind.

   General Cong Huai passed through the bronze man formation, bleeding a lot, sitting on the ground, breathing a bit rapidly.

   Not wanting to pay attention to Baitang, Cong Huai endured the pain and continued walking.

  Her voice drifted over again.

  Cong Huai could imagine her appearance when she spoke, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and a little smile in her eyes.

   "What's wrong with our big dragon? Listen to the sound... This is really a small space, and he was injured."

   "Where is our big dragon injured?"

  Although he didn't know what kind of temper Cong Huai was playing, Baitang still planned to coax him.

  Cong Huai was a little bit happier, but still: "You want to take care of it?"

  Baitang said with a good temper: "This is still sulking."

   There was a creaking, thin and piercing sound.

  Baitang doesn't care much, Cong Huai is a demon dragon, and things without spiritual intelligence dare not approach him, and those with spiritual wisdom are mostly afraid of him. There are so many dense voices that cannot produce spiritual intelligence. It is likely that Cong Huai accidentally broke into their lair and scared them away.

  Cong Huai looked coldly at the fleeing corpses, chose a direction at random, walked aimlessly, and passed the bronze man formation, his strength returned, and he was no longer suppressed.

   "I'm not here, you and that little boy are very happy."

  Baitang: "..."

   This possessive...

  Baitang: "I'm very happy..."

  Cong Huai kicked over, broke the neck of the zombie with his hands, and kicked the zombie a few more times.

   "Huh, happy?"

  Baitang asked lightly: "Why is Cong Huai unhappy? Why is he unhappy? Have you thought it through?"

  Cong Huai was taken aback by the question.

  Yeah, why is he upset?

  He just didn't want to see the stinky woman focus on other men, chatting and laughing with them.

  He actually wanted to kill those people.

  If he didn't feel something was wrong, he wouldn't suddenly turn into a dragon and want to leave.

   Putting down that sentence, I also have my own little thoughts.

  I hope the stinky woman dumps those people and comes to him.

  Cong Huai was distracted, and a zombie bit his neck, sucking blood frantically.

  Wait for him to drop this zombie. The zombie still had a piece of his flesh in its mouth.

  Bai Tang looked at a black dragon hovering in his palm, and frowned. She couldn't see Cong Huai's condition here.

  Just now... she must have been injured by something, when she heard a muffled sound of breathing in.

   "Are you dumb?"

   A fierce voice came from over there.

  Baitang reminded: "I see that there seems to be trouble on your side, concentrate..."

  (end of this chapter)