Chapter 1067 Prisoner of the Dragon (67)

How to remove the cancer and create a new situation is a question.

Not many people are available. Almost half are deeply involved with Sikou. There is so much to discuss in detail.

Not long after, it was the wedding of Sikou Yinmo and Yuan Xiaoyan.

Bai Tang and Song Futing went together, but Cong Huai was the only one left behind.

Cong Huai was very unhappy and stared at the two people going out with great resentment.

Cong Huai: "Are you sure you don't want to take me with you?"

Without him, he will cause destruction.

Bai Tang turned around and nodded at him: "No. Cong Huai, I've been very wronged to you during this time."

Cong Huai suddenly felt a little flustered. Should he drive him away?

"Smelly woman, it's good that you know."

Bai Tang calmly flicked out a stream of light, which fell on his wrist and turned into golden vines that clung to his wrist.

"Now that you're back, why not go do some damage. I think your place is pretty good."

Cong Huai thought about it seriously: "I think it's good too."

Bai Tang: "Don't fall into it again. I don't want to fish for people."

Cong Huai actually hesitated: "Probably not..."

Song Futing looked at the watch on his wrist, and Bai Tang left with him.

Cong Huai stretched his muscles and looked at the things in his hands.

It would be nice if it could turn into something else.

He couldn't see the use of such an accessory.

After thinking about it, I injected demonic power into it.

As he imagined, Canglan turned into a golden whip.

Cong Huai hit the ground with his whip, and a long crack appeared on the ground.

"awesome."

He hasn't injected demonic power yet.

This magic weapon is so powerful.

Satisfied, Cong Huai took the whip and flew to the place where he was imprisoned.

Song Futing saw Bai Tang's expression change in the car and asked worriedly: "What's wrong?"

After spending several months together, Song Futing had a deep understanding of Bai Tang.

No matter how troublesome, terrifying, or unbelievable things he encountered, his master never took it to heart, and his expression never changed.

Such changes made Song Futing worried.

Bai Tang was lost in thought for a while, then shook his head absentmindedly: "It's okay, it's not a bad thing."

Song Futing didn't hesitate to ask. After a while, Bai Tang was as usual, as if nothing had happened.

The future head of Sikou's family got married on a private island.

They boarded a cruise ship and headed to the island.

The island is huge and the whole island is covered with flowers.

Red and white roses were spread twice, and the red carpet was laid out from the moment they stepped on it, with many peach blossom petals falling down.

Surrounded by transplanted cherry blossom trees, the petals of the cherry blossoms fall with the wind, making it look like a fairyland and extremely romantic. It was clearly winter, and after entering the island, I felt very comfortable and the temperature was pleasant.

"Master, is this a formation?"

Song Futing's mind was not on it at all. When they came, it was snowing outside, and the island seemed isolated from the rest of the world as if it were spring.

"Yes, a seven-star array makes this island isolated from the world and makes it feel like spring all year round."

Bai Tang explained simply. She was wearing a goose-yellow dress, which made her skin extra white and gave her a warm feeling.

Song Futing said unclearly: "There are so many things."

The reporters invited by Sikou were amazed and took pictures.

"There are too many handsome men and beautiful women, and they have great temperaments!"

"I heard that the bride is not very popular, so I'm afraid she will be overshadowed by a group of people."

"Look, that man is so handsome! The little girl next to him is very classy!"

"Okay, don't talk too much, just work with peace of mind."

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