Chapter 1049 Prisoner of the Dragon (49)
In recent years, in order to promote development and alleviate population housing pressure. In addition, during the dry season, there is less 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 in about one-fifth of Xiangyang Lake.
This is only apparent.
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. The frequency of strange things has increased a lot in recent years.
The impression given to Song Futing from the Xiangyang Lake generation was that the people around him were very irritable and irritable, and if someone didn't like him, he would get bloodshed.
Thinking of this, Song Futing had a headache.
Xiangyang Lake is surrounded by high-rise buildings and many people live there.
When Yecheng reappeared, did it emerge from the bottom of the lake? Emerging from the bottom of the lake, where does the Xiangyang lake water go?
To build farmland around the lake, the lake embankments were built very high for fear of the lake water spreading. Once the lake water spread, Nan Ning would not be the only one involved.
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After breakfast, Bai Tang found a deserted place and used the Dragon Control Technique.
"Where are you?"
A clear and elegant voice sounded in Cong Huai's mind.
General Cong Huai passed through the Bronze Man Formation, bleeding a lot, and sat on the ground, his breathing a bit rapid.
Not wanting to pay attention to Bai Tang, Cong Huai endured the pain and continued walking forward.
Her voice floated over again.
Cong Huai could imagine how she looked when she spoke, with the corners of her mouth raised slightly and a little smile in her eyes.
"What's wrong with our Dalong? Listen to the sound...it's really a small space, and he's injured."
"Where is our Dalong injured?"
Although he didn't know what Cong Huai was up to, Bai Tang still planned to coax him.
Cong Huai felt a little happier, but still said: "Do you want to take care of it?"
Bai Tang said with a good temper: "This makes me sulky."
There was a creaking, thin and harsh sound from over there.
Bai Tang didn't care much. Cong Huai was a demon dragon. People without intelligence would not dare to get in front of him. Most people with intelligence would be afraid of him. There were so many dense sounds, and there was no way to be wise. It was probably Cong Huai who accidentally broke into their lair and scared them away.
Cong Huai looked coldly at the corpses fleeing in all directions. He chose a direction at random and walked aimlessly. After passing the bronze man formation, his strength returned and he was no longer suppressed.
"I'm not here, you and that pretty boy are quite happy."
Bai Tang: "..."
This possessiveness...
Bai Tang: "I'm very happy..."
Cong Huai kicked him over, broke the zombie's neck with his hands, and kicked the zombie a few more times.
"Huh, happy?"
Bai Tang asked lightly: "Why is Cong Huai unhappy? Why is he unhappy? Have you thought clearly?"
Cong Huai was stunned when asked.
Yes, why is he unhappy?
He just didn't want to see the stinky woman focusing on other men, talking 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 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 was bitten on the neck by a zombie, sucking blood crazily.
Wait for him to get rid of this zombie. The zombie still had a piece of his flesh in its mouth.
Bai Tang looked at the black dragon hovering in her palm and frowned. She couldn't see Cong Huai's condition here.
Just now...she must have been injured by something, she heard a dull inhalation sound.
"Are you mute?"
A fierce voice came from over there.
Bai Tang reminded: "I think there seems to be trouble on your side, concentrate..."