Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

  Su Haitang tried her best to restrain her panic, and wanted to enter that mysterious early warning state again to see if she could find more clues.

   Put your five hearts to the sky, take a deep breath, and meditate.

   The pounding heartbeat became louder and deafening.

  Su Haitang frowned uncomfortably, and immediately felt that something was wrong and quickly stretched it out, exhaled from her nose, and tried again.

  White fog, sun galaxy, five-color tree, yin and yang fish spring...

   Repeatedly reciting these four key words, Su Haitang was in a trance, and the familiar white mist appeared again!

  Su Haitang was overjoyed, the white mist rippled like water lines, as if the picture was about to break, Su Haitang hurriedly calmed down, calmed down, and entered the white mist with ease.

  Everything is business as usual, except for the familiar look lying on the ground under the five-colored tree in the center of the spring.

"Little Fox!"

  Su Haitang screamed and ran towards the five-color tree!

   The little fox seemed to be alarmed, and suddenly raised his head to look at her.

   Su Haitang's heart suddenly burst, and she looked at those **** fox eyes in surprise.

   This is not like her little fox.

   No, her little fox is on a mission with Cheng Yuanzheng, how could it be possible to return to her space?

   This is her upgraded space, right? For the time being, only spiritual access is possible. Su Haitang firmly believed in this.

  Although the little fox can freely enter and leave the space without her permission, there must be a distance limit, right?

   It is 108,000 miles away, and all signals are not well received. The little fox should not be able to come back as he pleases.

   If that is the case, what will the owner of the space be like? Is she still a fox?

   Su Haitang's mind quickly flashed a slightly unpleasant thought, and the translucent little fox figure became even more illusory.

   The little fox kept gesturing at her with its two front paws, and its sharp mouth kept opening and closing, as if it wanted to tell her something.

  Su Haitang was shocked by her eyes that were so red that they almost bleed, and her mind was full of those evil and strange **** eyes.

   ominously tight.

The    picture was cut off suddenly, and Su Haitang woke up again.

   Enduring strong heart palpitations, she came out of the gradually cold water, took care of herself quickly, opened the door and ran out.

"grandfather!"

  Su Haitang hurriedly grabbed He Anbang's hand and smiled apologetically at everyone.

   "Grandpa, I have something urgent to ask you."

  He Anbang's eyes flashed, he stood up with his granddaughter's considerable strength, and smiled at Bai Longyin and the others, but was pulled away by the anxious Su Haitang.

   "Grandpa, did something happen to Cheng Yuanzheng?"

  Su Haitang pulled He Anbang into the corner, asked in a low voice, and looked at his expression for a moment.

  He Anbang raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, and turned to observe the expression on her face.

   "What do you know?"

  Su Haitang took two steps back and forth irritably, and was very mad at this mode of talking without answering questions.

   "Grandpa, if you know something, don't hide it from me. I think something happened to him!"

   "What do you think?" He Anbang repeated these three words slowly, his brows raised and then lowered.

  Su Haitang sighed in frustration and looked at him pleadingly.

   "Grandpa, can you try to contact him? Don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case! It's not easy for the army to cultivate a talent, so you can't give up on him."

   "What nonsense!"

   He Anbang listened to him more and more, and criticized her seriously, but he couldn't completely ignore his granddaughter's rare irritability.

   His granddaughter is a little unusual. Although Qing and Niubi divination cannot be completely believed, they cannot be completely disbelieved.

  The granddaughter at least has a saying that makes sense. It is not easy for the army to cultivate a talent like Cheng Yuanzheng.

   But this also means that he has enough ability to deal with crises. If necessary, he will signal for help, and rashly intervening will do bad things.

   "Girl, don't worry, Cheng Yuanzheng won't fall down so easily."

  No news is good news.

  Because, like Cheng Yuanzheng and the others, if they were to die, they would definitely try to pass the news back.

   He must be alive.