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Chapter 112: Li Cunren, Sorrow

But Yang Cong was disappointed that Li Siyuan did not move or express any expression after hearing Yang Cong's words.

This forced Yang Cong to once again praise Li Siyuan's patience and his own control.

"Let's go, now I've finished eating. I'm going to see your adopted father." Yang Cong clapped his hands and said to Li Siyuan beside him.

"Hisser Yang Cong, my people are there, we..." Before Li Siyuan could finish his words, Yang Cong grabbed his shoulder with one hand.

Li Siyuan instinctively resisted, but when he saw that it was Yang Cong, he endured the urge to attack.

"It's not that trouble, I have to ride a horse, I'm so troublesome." Yang Cong said: "Let you see what absolute power is."

Li Siyuan reacted and was directly grabbed by Yang Cong and pulled his shoulder hard.

He was about to speak and ask Yang Cong what he was going to do, but he saw Yang Cong pointing to the side and signaling Li Siyuan to look around.

He turned his head to the side to look, but when he saw that what was in front of him was that his pupils were dilated. If the scenery in front of him was just an ordinary forest, it was different in Li Siyuan's eyes now.

There was shock in their eyes, because they were just in front of the osmanthus cake stall in the city, and they were pulled by Yang Cong and came here in a blink of an eye.

Li Siyuan is very familiar with this place. He has been in Tongwenguan for so many years and remembers every tree and tree of Tongwenguan. The scene in front of him is from Tongwenguan. If he remembers correctly, this place is not far from the holy altar.

This made Li Siyuan surprised Yang Cong's power. He finally knew what Yang Cong said just now, "Let you see the absolute power." Yang Cong was warning him that what he was in the Great Heavenly Territory, it was impossible for Yang Cong to cross such a long distance in an instant.

If someone else knew this, he would definitely give up the resentment in his heart, but Li Siyuan was different. The more Yang Cong despised him like this, the more he wanted to take revenge. Although Yang Cong showed his insurmountable power, he still wanted to take revenge.

Yang Cong didn't expect this. He wanted to use this to awaken him not to go against himself and be obedient, but he was wrong. Not only did he not let Li Siyuan do his duty, but he also made his hatred for Yang Cong even more severe.

This is Yang Cong's miscalculation because he regarded Li Siyuan as those villains who were afraid of death.

"Let's go and see how your adoptive father came to entertain me." Yang Cong took a step and walked towards the altar of Tongwenguan.

A kind of inexplicable light flashed in Li Siyuan's eyes, and he followed Yang Cong silently.

After walking for a while, I almost arrived at the altar.

Yang Cong looked forward and a smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

There was only one person sitting in front of him that was similar to the wheelchair in the real world. There was a person sitting in the wheelchair with his back facing Yang Cong.

Seeing this, Yang Cong knew who this person was. He was King Li Keyong of Jin and the father of the Thirteenth Taibao. Among the Thirteenth Taibao, only the second son of Li Cunxu was his own son, the others were his adopted sons.

Yang Cong walked slowly towards Li Keyong.

Li Siyuan stood aside, without moving, just looking at Yang Cong and Li Keyong.

Just as Yang Cong was about to approach Li Keyong, several black figures suddenly emerged from the nearby woods and rushed towards Yang Cong.

Immediately followed by a few black darts with blood-threshing throats.

Yang Cong stretched out his hand and instantly caught the dart flying towards him, and threw it out again with his backhand.

The darts that were flying out by Yang Cong flew directly towards the black figures. The black figures directly pulled out the knife at their waists and knocked away the darts that Yang Cong had thrown over.

His body jumped lightly towards Yang Cong.

The five figures came to Yang Cong in five directions respectively in order to control Yang Cong.

Yang Cong did not move, but was restrained by five black figures rushing in, and it looked like Yang Cong was controlled without resistance.

Immediately afterwards, a man dressed differently from those trapped Yang Cong rushed towards Yang Cong quickly.

A figure with a mask and long hair flowing behind his head rushed towards Yang Cong, holding an extremely sharp knife in his hand.

Seeing this person, Yang Cong raised a strange smile on his lips, because he knew that the main master was coming, and the person he was waiting for was this person, Li Cunren, the leader of the Ninja Sect, was a female ninja, and the five people just now were her subordinates, Shang.

When Li Cunren rushed to Yang Cong not far away, she saw a strange smile on the corner of Yang Cong's mouth, and her pupils in her eyes dilated. She had only one idea in her mind, and she was trapped and left quickly.

But now Li Cunren realized that it was too late.

Yang Cong used his strength to shock his whole body. The five "shangs" that originally controlled him were shaken away by Yang Cong, and all of them were shocked by Yang Cong.

Yang Cong directly reached out and easily grabbed Li Cunren's slender neck.

“Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Li Cunren felt very uncomfortable when he was strangled by Yang Cong, but he could do nothing. Her and Yang Cong's strength were not on the same level at all.

The five "shangs" around who had just been shaken away saw their master being pinched by Yang Cong.

Everyone rushed towards Yang Cong without hesitation, trying to save Li Cunren.

"The mantis arm blocks the car." Yang Cong saw the "shang" around him rushing over for fear of his life, and couldn't help but admire this spirit. However, if this may be loyal in front of others, it may be just a fool's behavior in Yang Cong's eyes.

Even though you know you can't beat it, it's not loyalty and courage but stupidity.

Five "shangs" rushed towards Yang Cong at the same time, but Yang Cong's smile was still getting worse and worse.

Li Cunren, who was pinched by Yang Cong, also knew that the five "shangs" under his command could not save him at all.

Yang Cong kicked the "Shang" closest to Yang Cong, and then he flashed to another "Shang" and kicked him away.

In this way, the five "shangs" were instantly kicked away by Yang Cong without even touching a single hair of Yang Cong.

"I am really flattered to such a unique hospitality." Yang Cong looked at him with fun and pinched and smiled: "I don't know if your adoptive father asked you to do this or you took your own initiative. If it was instructed by your adoptive father, then I have to consider what your adoptive father meant."

"There will not be any good ending when opposing the future Tang Dynasty."

"I..." Seeing Yang Cong's pure and innocent smile, Li Cun felt fear for the first time.
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