"If you think about it, you wouldn't be so kind if our Heavenly Clan fell into the hands of their Mermaid Clan."

After Yang Cong said this, Lian Song, who was originally a little worried, showed a relief expression.

Seeing Lian Song like this, Yang Cong was puzzled, but he didn't think too much. He just felt that Lian Song felt that he was right.

But Yang Cong didn't know whether it was because Song Xinwei was right.

But because he still called Lian Song Er Uncle.

Before, Lian Song always felt that the Yang Cong in front of him was no longer the Yang Cong he had seen before.

It seems that it is still normal now, so Lian Song looks so relieved.

"By the way, Yang Cong, your sword..." Lian Song was very curious about the sword in Yang Cong's hands.

The pressure displayed by that hand was stronger than the immortal weapon he had seen before, like a sword that held the life and death of all the worlds and destinies.

One thought is born, one thought is dead.

"Does the second uncle know the forbidden lands of all races?" Yang Cong said.

"Of course I know." Lian Song nodded: "I wanted to go in at the beginning, but I was too weak to step into it."

"This sword flew out from the depths of the forbidden lands of all races." Yang Cong said.

"So that's it." Lian Song nodded. Such a powerful immortal weapon could only be explained by the Forbidden Land of the Ten Thousand Races: "You originally planned to pretend to die this time, but now you are like this... I'm afraid..."

"It's okay." Yang Cong shook his head: "I've figured out how to deal with it."

At this time, he no longer cared about the Heavenly Lord.

Even if the Heavenly Lord stops him, with his current strength, he is enough to sweep across the world and is not afraid at all.

"Okay, I'll go back and report first. You can handle it well and try to come back as soon as possible." Even Song knew what Yang Cong was thinking, so he stopped talking.

"Well, Uncle Second, please go back first." Yang Cong nodded.

.........

"It seems that it's the trick of the destiny. I almost all my memories of this world have been sealed." Yang Cong shook his head. He had recovered his memory, but he still had no memory of this world. I'm afraid it's the destiny.

But it doesn't matter, he doesn't bother to care, after all, it's not the first time.

What he has to do now is to return to Junji Mountain in Donghuang.

Back at Junji Mountain in Donghuang, Yang Cong came to the mansion he had rebuilt himself.

As soon as he appeared, the guard in front of the mansion shouted after seeing Yang Cong: "The master is back."

"The master is back."

"The master is back."

These words were passed on one by one, and after a moment, they spread throughout the mansion.

Soon, a noble lady walked out of the mansion.

Seeing this noble lady, a smile flashed in Yang Cong's eyes.

The lady in front of her was his third child.

"Yang Cong..."

As soon as Su Su saw Yang Cong, she instantly rushed into Yang Cong's arms.

Yang Cong also hugged Su Su, his eyes full of tenderness: "How long have I been away?"

"One year." Su Su said with tears in her eyes.

"Thank you for your hard work." Yang Cong comforted.

"It's okay, as long as you come back, everything is fine." Su Su kept remembering what Yang Cong said to her, saying that as long as he comes back this time, he will not leave her.

....

In the mansion, Su Su was a little worried.

When Yang Cong saw Su Su like this, he asked, "What's the matter that makes you so worried."

"I'm ten months pregnant," Su Su said, "But why I still haven't seen the fetus be born? I still haven't responded after so long."

Upon hearing this, Yang Cong smiled.

"Why are you laughing at?" Su Su looked at Yang Cong, with a little unhappy in her eyes: "If something happens to our child, you will cry."

"Okay, okay." Yang Cong quickly explained: "Su Su, didn't I say that I am a Taoist practitioner."

"I know, but what does this have to do with our children?" Su Su looked puzzled.

"Since I am a practitioner of Taoism, I have been separated from the category of mortals." Yang Cong said: "How can my child be the same as the mortals? Don't worry, the child is fine, you just need to take care of the baby."

"Oh." Su Su glanced at Yang Cong. Although she didn't believe whether Yang Cong's words were true or false, she still chose to believe it because it was Yang Cong's words.

No mother hoped that something would happen to her child. Yang Cong said this to give Su Su some comfort.

After all, although Susu is pregnant now, her belly is still slightly bulging, not like she is pregnant for ten months.

Because of this, some maids in the mansion were a bit gossiping.

But because Su Su is the hostess, she dare not talk to her face.

After staying in the mortal world for a few days, Yang Cong decided to take Susu to heaven.

He no longer wants to let Su Su stay in this mortal world. It is best to stay in the Heavenly Palace. After all, with him around and the fairy energy of the Heavenly Palace, it is very beneficial to the growth of the fetus.

Su Su was full of curiosity when she heard that Yang Cong was going to take her to a place.

And when Yang Cong asked her to open her eyes again, she was surprised to see the scene in front of her.

They are located above the white clouds, and the cranes in the sky are walking side by side with them.

It looks like a fairyland on earth.

"Yang Cong...what is this?" Su Su's face was filled with a smile.

Everyone has a love of beauty, and so is Su Su.

"This is my home, the Heavenly Palace, and your home in the future." Yang Cong said with a smile.

"Tiangong!" Su Su looked surprised: "Yang Cong, you are a god!"

"That's right." Yang Cong nodded.

He is considered a god, but it is not essentially.

Now he should be considered a saint.

It is better to be an ant in the holy realm, and you will get rid of the category of an ant when you enter the holy realm.

Saints are not comparable to gods.

But what makes Yang Cong feel interesting is the situation in this world.

Although this world is dominated by immortals, there are still forces from several other realms.

Among them, the most powerful one in heaven.

There are also some great gods left over from the prehistoric world, such as the Daode Heavenly Lord.

But the most interesting thing is that these great gods are not saints.

Originally, these should be all saints, but this was the case in the world of Journey to the West.

But here is not.

In other words, Yang Cong is currently the strongest.

Now he is no longer the Yang Cong he used to be, he is different.

There is no need to do anything to worry about.

Even if he brings back a mortal, what can he do?

He is a saint, who dares to anger his majesty?

Even the current Tianjun cannot do it.

As long as he is willing, he can change the common master of the world in an instant. As for whom he doesn't do it, there are many people who do it.

"Let's go, I'll take you back to my Smoke and Dust Palace." Yang Cong smiled and supported Su Su and walked towards the Smoke and Dust Palace step by step.
Chapter completed!