"Yang Cong, you don't actually use it." Qiao Yuwen shook his head and said.

"What do you think?" Yang Cong looked at Qiao Yuwen.

"Hey...that was just now..." Qiao Yuwen was about to say, but was suddenly interrupted by Yang Cong.

"You know I'm not asking this." Yang Cong said.

"Hu..." Qiao Yuwen let out a light breath and continued, "I was forced to make a deal."

"Where is your father? If I'm not wrong, your father should be the mayor of S City." Yang Cong said.

"Yes." Qiao Yuwen was not confused by Yang Cong's knowledge that her family was in the situation. He nodded and said, "My father can't do anything, he is forced to do anything."

"Hmph, how can you be someone who can't even protect his own daughter?" Yang Cong snorted coldly.

"Yang Cong, you'd better leave first." Qiao Yuwen said: "I'm just keeping a memorable moment. Although I don't know why you have such strength, that organization is very strong and you can't bear their anger. You go. As long as I go, they shouldn't care about you."

"A mere little organization like this, you told me to leave." Yang Cong frowned slightly, grabbed Qiao Yuwen's hand, and said, "You also know that I am different now than before, but I, Yang Cong, since I chose something, I will not escape. You helped me too, and now I have helped you once."

"You will die." Qiao Yuwen knew the strength of that organization very well. Even his father could not do anything about it. How could he talk about Yang Cong?

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to compete with you. I'll let you see how strong I am right away." Yang Cong shook his head. He couldn't convince Qiao Yuwen without showing some strength.

Just so happened that there were some flies around.

"Come out all of it."

Yang Cong shouted loudly, and several figures appeared in an instant, where there were only Yang Cong and Qiao Yuwen.

"Ahem..."

Several of them spit out blood.

"Look, even if I leave now, they will not let me go." Yang Cong looked at Qiao Yuwen.

At this moment, Qiao Yuwen felt relieved when she saw Yang Cong's appearance.

"Let's go, today I will help you get rid of the organization you are afraid of." Yang Cong took Qiao Yuwen's hand and instantly summoned the Double Dragon Sword.

Since he chose to take action, Yang Cong never thought of stopping.

Just when Qiao Yuwen was still silent, Yang Cong had already picked her up and stepped on the Double Dragon Sword in an instant.

"ah!"

Seeing himself quickly moving away from the ground, Qiao Yuwen was also shocked.

However, when Yang Cong hugged her in his arms, Qiao Yuwen began to be scared and then stopped feeling scared.

Qiao Yuwen also felt unprecedented safety when she was held in Yang Cong's arms.

Just as Qiao Yuwen was staring at Yang Cong in a daze, Yang Cong had already arrived at his destination.

In a mountain stream.

When he landed, Qiao Yuwen always felt a little dazed. Could it be that Yang Cong was an immortal and could still fly with a sword?

Just in front of Yang Cong and the others, several figures in black appeared instantly.

"Who will come? How dare you break into my Holy Teaching!"

"Hmph, a group of cats and dogs were also shouting in front of me, and they all died for me." Yang Cong released his momentum, and then all the men in black fell to the ground.

"Your Excellency broke into my Holy Church like this, but fortunately killing my disciples unreasonably. Isn't it wrong?"

In the darkness, a hunched old man slowly appeared in front of Yang Cong.

The hunched old man walked out and was slightly stunned when he saw Qiao Yuwen beside Yang Cong, and then looked at Yang Cong: "You..."

"By the way, you are the master of this ghost place?" Yang Cong said, looking at the hunched old man.

"No, I am just an elder here." The old man hunched his head and said, "I don't know what you are going to take me to teach the saint here."

"It's nothing, I just want to see you and I want to destroy you." Yang Cong smiled and said.

Hearing this, the old man frowned and said, "Although you are strong, my Holy Sect is not easy to mess with. My Holy Sect Master has also entered the extreme of martial arts. I hope you can stop it. If you keep the saint of my teaching, I can make the decision to leave safely."

"Oh? Is that true?" Yang Cong looked at the hunched old man with fun.

"I'm going to do what I say." The old man nodded.

"Yang Cong..." Qiao Yuwen held Yang Cong's hand and looked a little nervous. She really didn't want to be a saint in that ghost place.

It sounds nice to say that the Saint is just a slave to the leader, and is specially for the leader...

"Don't worry, I said I would protect you, and I will protect you to the end." Yang Cong touched Qiao Yuwen's head comfortably.

"Then you should go against my teaching?" The old man frowned and looked at Yang Cong.

"No." Yang Cong stretched out a finger and waved it, saying, "I have never said that I would go against you, because you are not worthy!"

When Yang Cong said this, the hunched old man was also stunned.

Then when he understood what Yang Cong meant, he was angry: "You are not punishing me if you toast, so don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Haha, but a half-step innate person, I really don't know what makes you dare to have the courage to challenge in front of me." Yang Cong sneered.

"You..." The cultivation level was revealed by someone in an instant, and the old man hunched was also stunned.

Yang Cong saw his cultivation level, but he could not see through Yang Cong's cultivation level at all.

"Come here and die!"

Yang Cong shouted loudly, then the old man with a hunchbacked hunchback was as if he was struck by lightning in his body, and he was instantly lost his mind. Then Yang Cong was strangled to his neck the next second.

With a slight force in his hand, the hunched old man watched him die in Yang Cong's hands.

"What a waste." Yang Cong said intimately.

"This..." Qiao Yuwen also looked at all this in shock.

"Okay, I'm too lazy to take action. Let him disappear into the world forever."

Yang Cong made a fuss with his right hand.

The next moment, all the buildings in the entire mountain stream were instantly swallowed by the fire.

And in the fire, there were also calls for help.

But Yang Cong was unmoved at all.

Qiao Yuwen just looked at Yang Cong quietly like this.

Killing someone is not ruthless, and killing someone seems as simple as drinking water to him.

She is really becoming less and less able to understand Yang Cong.

She didn't know whether Yang Cong was still the inferior Yang Cong she knew at this time.

"Yang Cong, who are you?"

And it prevents Qiao Yuwen from losing his mind...
Chapter completed!