The old Taoist priest sitting cross-legged opened his eyes, looked at Cong Huai, who was quite strange, and looked at him carefully.

"Demon Dragon, don't even think of being born."

Cong Huai ignored this old Taoist priest.

This old Taoist priest could slap him to death with just one claw.

What he feared was Bai Tang.

Bai Tang's strength is unfathomable.

I agreed, and as soon as the contract was formed, the person ran away.

How many days will you wait?

How many days do he have to wait?

...

Bai Tang summoned Canglan and turned into a beautiful sword, and gently flicked the sword body.

"Old friend, it's rare to let you out once."

Sitting leisurely on Canglan Sword, shuttled through the clouds, carefully using a little illusion to ensure that it would not be recorded by electronic products and would not be seen by others.

Bai Tang spent a lot of time to find a suitable place.

The world is developing too fast and the environmental damage is too great. It is really difficult to find a suitable place.

After finding the place, Bai Tang used the Dragon Control Technique again, contacted Cong Huai, and transferred the surrounding situation to his mind through the secret technique.

"Cong Huai, look, how is it here?"

Cong Huai: "..."

He was still cursing...

I don't know what this woman wants to do here...

"When will I let me out?"

I want to go out, want to take revenge, want to kill all the dogs that eat his flesh and drink his blood!

"Cong Huai, shh!"

Bai Tang took out a dragon scale, which was very dazzling gold, which made people like more than gold.

The dragon is full of treasures, and the same is true for dragon scales.

"My dragon scales!"

Cong Huai was so shocked.

He hasn't seen such a swaggering color for a long time.

"I won't return this dragon scale to you. I'll use it to help. I've spent so much effort, Cong Huai, you have to be patient..."

Bai Tang opened his hand and took out a snake egg.

The dragon scales were floating in her palm.

Bai Tang canceled the Dragon Control Art, cut off contact with Cong Huai, and patiently did her work.

But Shang Yuan, who went back to recover from his injuries, touched his pocket, but it was empty.

"Where is the dragon scale?"

"My dragon scales?"

Shang Yuan searched through his clothes and never found the dragon scales.

He sent his disciples back to the cemetery to search, but he never looked for dragon scales.

"Master, maybe that demon dragon can be taken back?"

"If he can take it back, why..."

Shang Yuan's unfinished words came to an abrupt end.

But the dragon scale is missing and still knows nothing.

...

Si Kou Ziming called Si Kou Yinmo to the study.

"Yin Mo, tomorrow, I will go to the Yuan family to discuss their relatives for my father."

Si Kou Yinmo was shocked, but he was thinking of a weak but tough figure in his mind.

"Dad, I don't like Yuan Xiaoyan. Our Si Kou family... does not need to sacrifice the feelings of children to marry."

The Siko family is at its peak, and at this point, there is no need for marriage.

Si Kou Ziming patted his shoulder and said heavily: "Yin Mo, if it were not for the father, the head of the family, and for the father, there were only two sons, You and Yinji, you would be the next head of the family. As the head of the family, there would be no chance of choice."

"Why? Dad, the head of the family... can only be me?"

Si Kou Yinmo didn’t really want to be the head of this family.

The Siko family has very strict requirements.

The head of the family can only pass on the lineage from the head of the family, and the side branches are not qualified.

Si Kou Ziming lit a good cigarette, and the smoke was shrouded in the air, and Si Kou Yinmo couldn't see his expression.

Si Kou Ziming: "Yin Mo, you were born in the Si Kou family and were born as my son. Since you enjoyed the glory and benefits brought to you by the family, and the respect they gave you, you should assume your own responsibilities."


Chapter completed!