The role of fast wear blackened big BOSS

Chapter 1055 Prison Dragon (54)

"will not."

With the words "very decisive and indifferent", Song Futing cut off the last possibility.

"What if I... am going to die for this?"

"You can try it. You can do whatever you want. Even if you die, I won't touch your dead body. I used to deal with these messes because of your father."

"Then why can't it be for my dad's sake..."

"Heh! Chu Yan, what am I if you only wish? The friendship between my father and Uncle Chu is theirs only. Why should I continue to be wronged and humiliated myself because of their friendship to endure you as a young lady."

After saying these words, Song Futing's sullen breath disappeared.

He has now entered the path of cultivation, and his life is not just a few decades. He has more time to do what he wants to do, and he will take on greater responsibilities in the future.

For example, Yecheng.

Chu Yan's crying came out of the room.Song Futing was relaxed.When he didn't care about these things, he did it thoroughly.He also ordered the person who sent Chu Yan back to tie her up, and she would be knocked out when she quarreled.

In the evening, Song Futing's sword moves passed the test, and Baitang taught him three more moves, and wrote a exercise that was most suitable for him according to Song Futing's own situation.

"Fu Ting, in the past, when I taught Chong Jin and Shen Ju, I always chose one that was most suitable, and supplemented one or two that I was interested in. I chose the way of swordsmanship for you, and you can choose the rest yourself."

A small plate of A4 paper, densely covered with popular explanations.

Song Futing saw many things on it, and some things that had little to do with cultivation were also on it.

Song Futing looked at Baitang in surprise: "Master..."

Baitang said gently: "If you can't make a choice now, go back and think about it carefully, and tell me your choice tomorrow."

Song Futing gave a rare smile: "Master, then I will give you an answer tomorrow."

Likes, interests, these years are far away.

……

Cong Huai took a little effort to get out of the tomb, and sat in the bamboo forest to heal his injuries.

He has already obtained the Soul Resurrection Water.

When he left, he didn't finish his sentence. In fact, he also knew where Xi Rang was.

He originally planned to go back, but now, he planned to gather all the Holy Spirit Water and Breathing Soil before going back.

A thousand paper cranes flew over and landed on him.

"Where are you? 』

Just four simple words.

Cong Huai moved his hand, and the word disappeared.

Halfway through writing, I stopped again.Just fly away, he doesn't want to go back.

Bai Tang knew that Cong Huai had already seen it, and waited for a long time, but he still didn't hear back.With a slight flexion of his fingers, he passed another Thousand Paper Crane out.

On the second day, there was still no news, and I still read it.

Baitang sent another paper crane, but still got no reply.

Since then, she seems to have forgotten this person.He quietly went about his own business, and never asked about Cong Huai's news, and never used the Yulong Jue.

Song Futing quickly turned behind the scenes and withdrew from the army.Baitang didn't say to leave, and Song Futing didn't mention it.

About a month later, the dragon vein of Qianyun Mountain was formed, and Baitang left a way for it to escape, so he notified Song Futing to leave.

No family, no sect, she planned to take Song Futing to practice while traveling.Try to make Song Futing a cultivator who can take charge of himself before Yecheng is born, so as to prepare for the follow-up arrangements.By the way, look for something so that Cong Huaihui can get out of the demon body.

Just when he was about to leave, Cong Huai came back.He was seriously injured, and there was a lot of blood on the ground, and he stared at Baitang and Song Futing with dark eyes.

(End of this chapter)