Chapter 1031 Prisoner of the Dragon (31)

Qianyun Mountain seems to have a barrier. I went there earlier, but it was of no use.

The vision in Qianyun Mountain attracted too many people, and it was heard that all the hidden families were dispatched. Exploring their power is also the purpose of his coming here.

Song Futing never understood that the Sikou family was so powerful and the whole family was united, but they did not rise to the top. He looked at the Sikou family and it was not without ambition.

The young man was still watching, his eyes were very straightforward and not concealed at all.

The professor also agreed with Song Futing's suggestion. He still wanted to try to see if the equipment could operate normally.

There was no thunder or lightning. This rain is getting heavier and heavier, and it hurts when it hits people.

Bai Tang took the oiled paper umbrella and walked out, planning to buy something.

Because she changed Qianyun Mountain, Qianyun Mountain is really going to give birth to a mountain dragon vein. This is a troubled time. Before the dragon vein is born, it is very easy to provoke some messy things. Bai Tang doesn't want this to cause disaster. and innocent.

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

He looked up and saw a girl who looked like she was walking out of a painting. She was calm and refreshing. She was holding a green oil-paper umbrella, which perfectly matched the skirt she was wearing.

Song Futing felt a slight heat on his chest. It was the thing he wore around his neck that was burning.

"Sir, could you please take a moment to speak."

Bai Tang also didn't expect that the colorful stone was on this person.

Song Futing looked at the woman in front of him: "Sorry, I have something else to do."

Bai Tang got out of the way: "It's okay, sir, I can wait for you."

Song Futing couldn't see Bai Tang's purpose, so he could only ask, "Miss, what can I do?"

Bai Tang pursed his lips and smiled: "There is something, but it's not convenient to talk about it here. Sir, please be busy first."

Bai Tang stood on the side of the alley with his hands on the umbrella, and the raindrops pattered on the umbrella, like a piece of music.

Raindrops hit the ground and water splashed.

Cong Huai paused while biting the candied haws, and then bit hard, his eyes falling on Bai Tang who was holding an umbrella.

Song Futing glanced at Bai Tang. She stood there without moving, as if she had merged with the rain. Song Futing's eyes moved to Bai Tang's skirt, and there was no trace of moisture at all...

strangeness……

Song Futing's eyes darkened, but he still moved things calmly.

"Xiao Song, I think this girl is pretty good. Don't make me wait too long."

The professor's expression was quite ambiguous. He is more attracted to girls who behave well.

Song Futing thoughtfully said: "Professor, her origin is unknown."

Professor: "Hey, once you figure it out, it doesn't count as having an unknown origin."

Song Futing smiled and said nothing. Helped them put their things in the hotel.

Cong Huai pinched the bamboo stick in his hand and let the candied haws with two hawthorns fall on the bluestone. The uneaten candied haws rolled straight to Bai Tang's feet.

Song Futing caught a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye and his eyelids jumped.

This is not normal...

It seems that he is a cultivator.

It's just that the spiritual energy is thin and few people can practice it.

Bai Tang raised his head and looked at Cong Huai, whose face was as gloomy as a rainy day by the window, and frowned slightly: "Waste of food."