"What, why did the Heavenly Lord promise Su Jin to you as a concubine!" Lian Song looked in disbelief.

Not only was Song confused, but even Yang Cong felt something was strange.

"She became the concubine of heaven before." Lian Song said: "Now the king of heaven gives him to you as a concubine again, which is a bit disrespectful."

Yang Cong shook his head: "Should he do whatever he wants. Since Su Jin made a choice at the beginning, he will no longer have the chance to go back on his word."

Upon hearing this, even Song knew what Yang Cong meant.

"You have to deal with this matter well," Lian Song said.

"I understand." Yang Cong nodded, then got up and walked out of the hall.

Rather than talking about something he doesn't care about at all, it's better to take care of Su Su.

At this time, Susu had recovered, but her body still needed to be recuperated. After all, her health was still too poor.

But as her body slowly recovered, Su Su kept saying that some familiar things would flash through her mind from time to time.

Or something she had never seen before.

"Is it okay?" Yang Cong supported Su Su.

"Yang Cong...I dreamed again yesterday." Su Su said, "I dreamed that I was in front of a big river, and there was a clock in the middle of that big river."

"Dahe? Bell?" Yang Cong looked at Susu, all the thoughts were happening.

"Yes." Su Su nodded: "Yang Cong, do you know anything?"

"I do know the place you mentioned." Yang Cong thought for a while and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to see."

"Okay." Susu nodded.

Then Yang Cong brought Susu to the shore of the Ruoshui River.

When he arrived at the Ruoshui River, Yang Cong pointed to the big bell in the middle of the Ruoshui River: "Is it that big bell?"

Su Su thought for a while: "I'm not sure, but it's very similar, as if it's even here."

Upon hearing this, Yang Cong was sure now. He had always been confused before, but now he really felt it was correct.

However, Yang Cong thought that the reason why Su Su was like this should be because of Qing Cang.

After all, even if Bai Qian went to seal Qing Cang, she disappeared, and then a Su Su appeared in the mortal world.

Although Qingqiu has always said that Bai Qian is in Qingqiu, with Yang Cong's current strength, isn't it easy to know whether Bai Qian is in Qingqiu or not?

Therefore, Su Su is likely to be Bai Qian who lost her memory after going to seal the Donghuang Bell.

However, Yang Cong just didn't know how to unblock Susu's memory.

“Hi…”

A childlike voice came, which made Yang Cong smart.

"Huh...How come there are children here?" Su Su looked puzzled.

"He is not a child." Yang Cong said as he looked at the child standing there: "Why are you here?"

"Can't I come?" The child's mouth raised slightly: "Besides, I'm here to help you, are you just like that?"

"You help me? Do you have a way to remove Susu's seal?" Yang Cong said.

"Of course there is." The child nodded: "But, if you want to remove the seal, you have to kill him."

The child said as he stretched out his slender fingers and pointed at the Donghuang Bell in the middle of Ruoshui River.

The child said that he killed him, and Yang Cong knew who it was.

"Okay." Yang Cong nodded: "But the Donghuang Bell is sealed, how can it be untied?"

The Donghuang Bell is called an ancient artifact. Although it is a bit weakened in this world, it is also powerful.

Once sealed, you can only wait for the seal to be lifted.

"This is simple." The child smiled and clapped his hands: "The sesame leaves open."

"Okay."

Seeing the child like this, Yang Cong always feels a little fooled.

But before Yang Cong could speak, Donghuang Zhong suddenly shone with a powerful light.

"Hahahaha... It's been 70,000 years... I, Qing Cang, are back."

A roar came from the sky.

When I heard this sound, I knew it was Qing Cang.

"Kill him quickly." The child said, "Stop him from breaking your stuff."

"I understand." Yang Cong looked at Susu: "Susu, you can wait for me here for a while, and I will go back."

"Be careful...he...is very powerful." Su Su looked worried.

"Don't worry, no one can hurt me, nor can he." Yang Cong smiled, then jumped, and four pairs of wings of different colors emerged behind him in an instant, and in the blink of an eye it rose into the air.

In the sky, Qing Cang was still immersed in the joy of breaking through the seal of the Eastern Emperor Bell.

"It's you!" Qing Cang couldn't help but narrow his eyes when he saw Yang Cong soaring into the air.

"It's very uncomfortable to be imprisoned for 70,000 years, right?" Yang Cong couldn't help but smile.

After being imprisoned for 70,000 years, only Qing Cang could tolerate it, but he would not be able to do so.

"You are looking for death!" Qing Cang glared and grabbed his palm, a ball of black mist emerged from his body, and then condensed into a square sky painting halberd.

"Good come!"

Yang Cong flipped his palm and a blood-red long sword of dragon appeared in his hand.

"Let you taste what I created." Yang Cong's mouth slightly raised.

"Nine-Turn Yellow Springs-Eighteenth Level Purgatory!"

In an instant, the whole world seemed to have changed.

It becomes no longer real, just like the whole world is a cage built for Qing Cang.

"This!" Qing Cang looked at all this in shock. He could feel an extremely terrifying force hitting his face between the entire world.

That feeling was like passing the gates of hell, and the next step was to go to the eighteenth level of hell.

If you walk through the eighteenth level of hell, it is difficult to die.

And this dead soul.

And this is the power of Yang Cong's new creative law, which is specifically aimed at the soul.

Although it is specifically targeted at the soul, it can also target the body and erase the soul in the body.

At the beginning, Qing Cang could hold on for a few times, but gradually, Qing Cang began to become dull.

The eyes gradually became unconscious, and there were only the pupils that looked like endless abyss.

The Fangtian Painted Salute in his hand fell with the wind and fell into the Ruoshui River.

Qing Cang seemed to be frozen above the Ruoshui River.

"Three Thousand Swords Kill the Red Dust!"

The Huang Qian Emperor Sword in his hand turned into three thousand flying swords that were exactly the same, constantly passing through Qing Cang's body.

And after a moment, in less than a stick of incense, Qing Cang's body and soul were all destroyed.

Seeing that Qing Cang was gone, Yang Cong turned around and returned to the shore of Ruoshui River.

But when I returned to the shore of Ruoshui River, the child who was supposed to be here was gone.

On the other hand, Su Su or Bai Qian or Si Yin should be said to be, holding her legs with her hands and crouching down at Ruoshui River thoughtfully.

Yang Cong, who came back, hugged Bai Qian when Bai Qian was not enough.

Bai Qian's body trembled, obviously because she was scared by Yang Cong's sudden hug.
Chapter completed!