Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

Su Haitang tried his best to control his panic and wanted to enter that mysterious warning state again to see if he could find more clues.

Take a posture with your five hearts pointing toward the sky, take a deep breath, empty your mind and meditate.

The pounding heartbeat became more obvious and deafening.

Su Haitang frowned in discomfort, then noticed something was wrong and quickly stretched out his arms, took a long breath from his nose, and tried again from the beginning.

White mist, solar galaxy, five-color trees, yin and yang fish springs...

Repeatedly reciting these four key words, Su Haitang's eyes were in a trance, and the familiar white fog appeared again!

Su Haitang felt happy, and the white mist rippled like water, as if the picture was about to break. Su Haitang quickly calmed down, calmed down, and entered the white mist in a familiar way.

Everything was as usual, except for a familiar group of people lying under the five-color tree in the center of the spring.

"Little Fox!"

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

The little fox seemed to be alarmed and suddenly raised his head and looked towards her.

Su Haitang's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at those blood-colored fox eyes in surprise.

This doesn't look like her little fox.

No, her little fox is on a mission with Cheng Yuanzheng, how can he return to her dimension?

Is this her upgraded space? For the time being, it can only be entered spiritually. Su Haitang firmly believes in this.

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

Being thousands of miles away and unable to receive any signal, the little fox shouldn't be able to come back as he pleases.

If that's really the case, how should the owner of the space be calculated? Is she still a little fox?

A slightly unpleasant thought flashed through Su Haitang's mind, and the translucent little fox figure became even more faint and unreal.

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

However, Su Haitang was shocked by its eyes that were so red that they almost bled, and her mind was filled with those evil and strange blood eyes.

Ominously tight.

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

She endured the intense palpitations and came out of the cold water. She quickly took care of herself, opened the door and ran out.

"grandfather!"

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

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

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

"Grandpa, did something happen to Cheng Yuanzheng?"

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

He Anbang raised his eyebrows imperceptibly and observed the expression on her face.

"What do you know?"

Su Haitang paced back and forth irritably, going crazy with this conversation pattern of not 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 rising and falling.

Su Haitang sighed in frustration and looked at him pleadingly.

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

"What nonsense!"

The more He Anbang listened, the more something was wrong. He criticized her seriously, but he could not completely ignore his granddaughter's rare restlessness.

There is something extraordinary about her granddaughter. Although Qinghe and Niubi Di's divination can't be completely believed, they can't be completely disbelieved either.

At least what the granddaughter said made sense. It was not easy for the army to cultivate a talent like Cheng Yuanzheng.

But this also means that he has enough ability to handle crises. If necessary, he will send a signal for help, but it would be bad if he intervenes hastily.

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

No news is good news.

Because, like Cheng Yuanzheng and others, if they are really in danger of death, they will definitely find ways to deliver the news back.

He must still be alive.