Quick Transmigration: Reforming the Blackened Big BOSS

  Chapter 1073 Prison Dragon (73)

  Cong Huai didn't feel much: "Without Si Kou's family, she would not be where she is today. Si Kou has never treated her badly. Although she is an adopted daughter, she will be implicated. Fortune depends on misfortune, even if Si Kou has ulterior motives."

   This is also her own choice.

   From Cong Huai's point of view, even if Yu Sangyue didn't know, he still had to bear part of the price.

  The theory that those who do not know are innocent is ridiculous to him.

  Baitang removed the water mirror, and calmly announced: "It's Chinese New Year, I have to give them a New Year's gift. Cong Huai, do you think it's a good gift to return things to their original owners?"

  Cong Huai readily accepted: "Everything is up to you."

   If you fall in love with a powerful person, he will look useless.

  Cong Huai is also happy to be such a waste.

  Baitang took out a piece of paper from his cuff and handed it to Song Futing: "Futing, prepare these things within three days."

  Song Futing browsed briefly: "No problem. Master, what gift is it?"

  Baitang laughed softly: "Cong Huai's body belongs to the sin of the Sikou clan."

   This sin is only because of her, and has never been fulfilled.

  Song Futing gave Cong Huai another sympathetic look: "What a tragedy."

  From the point of view of the dragon of protecting the country as a demon dragon, not to mention the loss of luck, it has always been blamed.

  Cong Huai didn't care, and said slowly: "Some people are still single at the age of twenty-seven."

  Song Futing slowly stabbed Cong Huai: "Some people have lived for three thousand years, and it's not that they don't have wives."

  Cong Huai not to be outdone: "Sooner or later."

  Song Futing: "Sooner or later, how early is the law, and how late is the law. Master has never promised you."

  Cong Huai: "She took me back."

  Song Futing: "What is a piece of scale, the reverse scale is only of great significance to you, and to Master, it may be an inconspicuous magic weapon."

  Cong Huai directly showed his dragon claws: "Let's fight."

  Song Futing blew on the ashes on his hands: "I don't respect the old, and I bully the younger with the big. No wonder I've been single for three thousand years."

"Ah!"

  Cong Huai started directly.

   "You can't afford it."

  Song Futing dodged barely, and continued to stab.

  Cong Huai: "I'm just kidding, I just want to give you some pointers. Practical experience is the most valuable."

  Baitang folded his arms, slowly laying down a barrier.

  Cong Huai's mouth is getting worse and worse. She couldn't quarrel with her, and now she couldn't quarrel with Song Futing. The more she lived, the more she went back.

   Song Futing, who was beaten by Cong Huai, had a lot of color on his body before he stopped.

   "Fu Ting, it would be better to replace the twelve poses with the fifteen ones to connect with the seventh one." Baitang threw the medicine bottle to him again, "Apply the medicine well."

  Song Futing held the medicine bottle and sighed softly: "Public avenge. Master, this man is not desirable, his mind is too small."

  Baitang: "I don't want these, I'm still young."

  Cong Huai wanted to do something again, thinking of what Baitang said to him before, he said proudly: "What do you know, the fate between me and Atang is not limited to this life."

  Song Futing continued to insert the knife precisely: "The reincarnated you are still you? You have no memory, are you still Cong Huai?"

  Cong Huai: "Cong Huai is only a period of time. However, what am I wasting time with you here? If I talk to you, I talk to Ah Tang."

   Wave your sleeves without taking away a single cloud.

  Cong Huai went to look for Baitang again.

  Song Futing shook his head helplessly.

  Three days later, everything was ready.

  It took Baitang three days to return the crimes on Cong Huai to their original owners.

   Let Cong Huai drink the remaining small part of the Holy Spirit water.

  Baitang set up a spiritual purification array, and took out the spiritual spring for Cong Huai to soak.

  Cong Huai turned into a dragon shape, obediently staying at the designated position.

  (end of this chapter)