Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 831 That organization?

"Yang Cong, you didn't actually come." Qiao Yuwen shook his head and said.

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

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

"You know that's not what I asked." Yang Cong said.

"Huh..." Qiao Yuwen exhaled lightly, and continued, "I was forced to make a deal."

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

"Yes." Qiao Yuwen was not at all puzzled by Yang Cong's knowledge of her family's situation, she nodded and said, "My father can't do anything about it, he was also forced to do nothing."

"Hmph, how can a person who can't even protect his own daughter be someone else's father." Yang Cong snorted coldly.

"Yang Cong, you should leave first." Qiao Yuwen said: "I just wanted to take a memory, although I don't know why you have such strength, but that organization is very powerful, you can't bear their anger, you go , as long as I go, they shouldn't care about you."

"A small organization like this, tell me to let me go." Yang Cong frowned slightly, grabbed Qiao Yuwen's hand, and said, "You also know that I am different now, but I, Yang Cong, Since I have chosen something, I will not run away from it, you helped me back then, and now I will help you once."

"You're going to die." Qiao Yuwen was very aware of the strength of that organization, even his father was helpless, so he talked about He Yangcong.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you, I'll show you my strength right away." Yang Cong shook his head, he couldn't convince Qiao Yuwen without showing some strength.

Coincidentally, there were also some flies around.

"Give me all out."

Yang Cong yelled, and there were several figures in the place where there were only Yang Cong and Qiao Yuwen.

"Cough cough..."

Several of them vomited blood.

"Look, even if I leave now, they won't let me go." Yang Cong looked at Qiao Yuwen.

At this moment, seeing Yang Cong like that, Qiao Yuwen felt relieved.

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

Since he chose the moment to make a move, Yang Cong never thought of stopping.

While Qiao Yuwen was still silent, Yang Cong had already picked her up and stepped on the double dragon sword in an instant.

"what!"

Qiao Yuwen was also taken aback when she saw that she was rapidly moving away from the ground.

But being held in Yang Cong's arms, Qiao Yuwen was startled at first, and then she no longer felt scared.

Being held in Yang Cong's arms, Qiao Yuwen also felt safer than ever before.

When Qiao Yuwen looked at Yang Cong in a daze, Yang Cong had already arrived at his destination.

In a mountain stream.

After landing, Qiao Yuwen always felt a little dazed. Could it be that Yang Cong is a fairy and can fly with a sword.

Right in front of Yang Cong and the others, several figures in black clothes appeared in an instant.

"Who is coming, dare to break into my holy religion!"

"Hmph, a group of cats and dogs are also yelling in front of me, all of them will die to me." Yang Cong let go of his momentum, and then all the men in black fell to the ground.

"Your Excellency broke into my holy religion like this, and killed my disciples unreasonably, isn't it a bit wrong?"

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

And the stooped old man walked out, and when he saw Qiao Yuwen beside Yang Cong, he was also slightly taken aback, and then looked at Yang Cong: "You..."

"So you are the owner of this ghost place?" Yang Cong looked at the stooped old man and said.

"No, I'm just an elder here." The hunchbacked old man shook his head and said, "I don't know why you brought me here to teach the saint."

"It's nothing, I just want to see how upset you are, and want to kill you." Yang Cong said with a smile.

Hearing this, the hunchbacked old man frowned, and said: "Although Your Excellency is powerful, my Holy Cult is not easy to provoke, and the leader of my Holy Cult has also reached the extreme of martial arts. Stay, I can decide to let you leave safely."

"Oh? Really?" Yang Cong looked at the hunchbacked old man playfully.

"This old man will do what he says." The hunchbacked old man nodded.

"Yang Cong..." Qiao Yuwen held Yang Cong's hand, her face was a little nervous, she really didn't want to go to that ghostly place to be a saint.

It sounds nice to be called a saint, but she is just a slave of the leader, specially for the leader. . . . .

"Don't worry, I said I will protect you, and I will definitely protect you to the end." Yang Cong patted Qiao Yuwen's head reassuringly.

"Then your Excellency should be against my teacher?" The stooped old man frowned and looked at Yang Cong.

"No." Yang Cong stretched out a finger and said, "I never said that I would fight against your ghost religion, because you are not worthy!"

When Yang Cong said this, the hunchbacked old man was also taken aback.

Then when he understood the meaning of Yang Cong's words, he became angry instantly: "Your Excellency is toasting and not eating fine wine, so don't blame the old man for being rude."

"Heh, you're just a half-talented person, I really don't know what gave you the courage to challenge me in front of me." Yang Cong sneered.

"You..." The hunchbacked old man was also taken aback for a moment when his cultivation level was mentioned.

And Yang Cong saw his cultivation, but he couldn't see through Yang Cong's cultivation at all.

"Come here and die!"

Yang Cong yelled, and then the hunchbacked old man lost his mind for a moment as if struck by lightning, and the next second he was strangled by Yang Cong's neck.

With a slight force in his hands, the hunchbacked old man just watched himself die in Yang Cong's hands.

"What a waste." Yang Cong said secretly.

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

"Okay, I'm too lazy to make a move, this place, let him disappear forever in this world."

Yang Cong made a sound with his right hand.

And the next moment, all the buildings in the entire mountain stream were instantly engulfed by the fire.

In the midst of the fire, there were also cries for help.

But Yang Cong was not moved at all.

Qiao Yuwen just looked at Yang Cong quietly.

Killing people is merciless, and killing people seems as simple as drinking water to him.

She really couldn't understand Yang Cong more and more.

She didn't even know if Yang Cong at this time was still the low self-esteem Yang Cong she knew.

"Yang Cong, who are you?"

And it hindered Qiao Yuwen's loss of consciousness. . . .

"Do you think I'm cruel?"

(End of this chapter)