"I have to admire you." Li Yuan shook his head helplessly.

"How? Do you want to compete?" Yang Cong smiled.

"No." Li Yuan quickly refused: "I don't want to get drunk again. That feeling is not good, not to mention that if Yanzhi had not fed me the drink today, I probably wouldn't have been able to get up."

Just kidding, I compare my alcohol tolerance with Yang Cong. I guess I will never think about it again in my life.

It’s better to have a little fun when you drink a little while. If you really want to be drunk, you won’t be so stupid when you leave the country.

"Then you should fulfill your promise too." Yang Cong looked at Leaving the country, his eyes glowing.

Li Yuan glanced at Yang Cong and felt helpless: "You also know that I am just a second prince without real power. Although I have a status, it does not mean that I can meet anyone I want. If you allow me for a few days, I will definitely fulfill my promise."

"Okay." Yang Cong nodded.

He also knew that the location of Leaving is embarrassing in this Da Ziming Palace, so he did not force it.

He admires departure very much, so he does not want departure to pay an irreparable price for an optional commitment.

"By the way..." Li Yuan seemed to remember something: "I probably didn't say anything strange when I was drinking."

"Strange words." Yang Cong was 'smacked': "No, you and I have been drinking all the time, so how could you say anything strange."

"That's good." Seeing that Yang Cong's expression was true, Li Yuan felt that Yang Cong would not lie to him, so he nodded: "I'll leave first, go and prepare. I will ask Yanzhi to notify you after I'm done."

"Yeah." After leaving the country, Yang Cong's originally smiling face instantly became cold.

As we all know, when you speak the truth after drinking, at this time, what you say is 90% credible.

In fact, after leaving the country and drinking, he did say some strange things, and Yang Cong remembered them all in his heart.

However, those words were extremely secret words, so Yang Cong had to show surprise when he left the country and asked about it just now.

............

"Do you crave strength?"

"I can give you strength!"

"Your unexpected power!"

"Help you leave this Great Ziming Palace!"

In the hazy sleep of that dream, Yang Cong, who was resting, heard a female voice from time to time.

A very crisp and seductive female voice.

He was sure that he had never heard of this female voice, but for some reason he felt a little familiar. As for where he was familiar, he couldn't recall it at all.

Every time, Yang Cong wakes up from his sleep and ends this scene.

This scene made Yang Cong puzzled. He didn't know why he was.

"Is it because of my physique?" Yang Cong's face was a little solemn: "Or is there anything I don't know?"

As soon as he was born, he was a congratulation to heaven and earth. It can be said that no one was born more gorgeous than him.

And since he became an adult, he felt that he had something missing.

It's like the thing that has been with you for the rest of your life has disappeared now, that feeling of loss.

But he couldn't remember it at all.

"Forget it."

Yang Cong shook his head and stopped thinking about it. Anyway, he couldn't think of the reason. It would be better to improve his cultivation and see if he could leave the Great Ziming Palace with Si Yin and Ling Yu.

...........

"Mu Wu?" Yanzhi shouted softly.

Yang Cong then withdrew from his meditation state and opened his eyes to look at the beauty in front of him.

"My second brother asked me to take you there." Yanzhi said.

"Well, let's go." Yang Cong naturally understood what Yanzhi was saying.

When I walked to the door of the house, there were originally many guards of the Yi tribe who were monitoring Yang Cong at the door, but now all of them are gone.

This made Yang Cong think of Yanzhi.

It must be a rouge or a departure operation.

But that's fine, follow Rouge all the way.

This wing world is not as prosperous as the Heavenly Palace. If you use one word to describe it, then this wing world is a primitive society, while the Heavenly Palace is a feudal society, which is completely different from the same level.

But it's not much different.

To put it bluntly, the Wing Clan is still a fighting nation, a race that is born to fight.

Follow Yanzhi around several forest trails and soon arrived at a pool.

When he arrived at the edge of the pool, Yang Cong's eyes were attracted by the two figures.

One white and one black, the white one is the Si Yin that Yang Cong wanted to see, and the black one is the departure.

"I have brought you what you want to see. If you have anything to say, there is not enough time, I will leave first and come later." After Li Yuan said that, he left with Yan Zhi.

Left behind Yang Cong and Si Yin look at each other.

"Do you know the second prince of the Wing Clan?" Si Yin asked.

"It's considered acquaintance." Yang Cong nodded: "He is a person worthy of close friendship."

"This is your business, and I won't ask more." Si Yin nodded: "I dreamed yesterday and dreamed of my master."

"The God of Mo Yuan?" Yang Cong said.

"Yes." Si Yin nodded: "I seemed to hear my master say that I will come back to Daziming Palace to save me."

"Are you sure it's true?" Yang Cong couldn't believe it.

"I'm just not sure, I told you." Si Yin said: "I just think it's a dream, but it's very real and can't tell the truth."

Upon hearing this, Yang Cong hesitated for a moment: "No matter whether it is true or not, tomorrow is the time when Yi Jun Qingcang wants to openly recognize him. It would be fine if Mo Yuan comes then, but if he doesn't come..."

When he spoke, Yang Cong narrowed his eyes slightly. If anyone knew him, he would know that he was the most murderous time.

Seeing this, Si Yin also felt a murderous intent coming to her face, but it was not directed at him, so it had no effect on him.

He was not stupid, so he naturally understood what Yang Cong meant.

"Your Highness, if it really doesn't work...you go first." Si Yin hesitated for a moment and finally spoke this sentence.

"No." Yang Cong shook his head: "I'm very worried about you here. If I'm the only one who left, then how can I explain to Mo Yuan?"

"But your status is noble." Si Yin showed concern: "If Yi Junqingcang knows your identity, then you may be in great danger by then."

"Okay, needless to say, I won't run away alone. You are my friends. If something happens to you, I won't live alone." Yang Cong stretched out his hand and pressed it on Si Yin's shoulder, which also shocked Si Yin's body, but it quickly returned to normal.

For some reason, Si Yin was inexplicably moved when she heard Yang Cong's words.

Perhaps I didn’t know much about the prince of the Heavenly Clan in front of me before, so I was a little cold, but now it’s different.

He understood the character of this prince, and he admired and liked it very much.
Chapter completed!