In the end, Yang Cong drove Qiao Yuwen home.

Ren Yingying went to find Long Kui.

Sitting in the car, Yang Cong drove the car silently without saying a word.

"Yingying really met a good man." Qiao Yuwen seemed to be mocking himself as she said.

"You can also find a good man." Yang Cong drove the car and said, "Good you."

"No, I have no chance anymore." Qiao Yuwen shook his head with a wry smile.

"Opportunities are created by oneself." Yang Cong said: "If a person cannot even control his own life, how can he talk about being a person?"

"That's right, but..." Qiao Yuwen looked at Yang Cong and smiled and said, "You said I didn't see you as literary before."

"It's too much." Yang Cong said: "I used to be just a loser, so how could I be so beautiful and so beautiful that I could pay attention to you."

"Actually, sometimes, a high identity may not necessarily be good." Qiao Yuwen looked at the sky covered with stars outside the car, looking a little confused.

Yang Cong didn't reply, but drove the car like this.

To him, Qiao Yuwen is just a passerby, and he is not interested and doesn't want to get in touch with anything more.

Now he is very satisfied.

What he has to wait for is to unravel all the secrets of the system in the next day.

The car drove along the road to the suburbs outside the city. Although Yang Cong didn't know why Qiao Yuwen said that their family was in the suburbs, this had nothing to do with him. His mission was just to send Qiao Yuwen to his destination.

"Just here, stop."

Yang Cong's car drove to a villa, and Qiao Yuwen got off here as well.

"Thank you, I hope you can recognize me in the next meeting." Qiao Yuwen smiled, waved to Yang Cong, and then turned around and walked into the villa.

Upon hearing this, Yang Cong couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Although he could not see any changes in Qiao Yuwen, this change should not hurt Qiao Yuwen.

But as for why Qiao Yuwen said this, it is a bit thought-provoking.

"I hope you can recognize me in the next meeting."

This sentence kept echoing in Yang Cong's mind, and his head was also thinking at high speed, what exactly does this mean?

Do you mean that I hope Yang Cong will remember her in the next meeting?

Or... the next time I meet, she will no longer be her?

"No, this Qiao Yuwen is asking me for help!"

At this time, Qiao Yuwen had already disappeared from Yang Cong's sight, but Yang Cong was not worried, so he directly let go of his spiritual sense to search Qiao Yuwen in a carpet style.

Finally, in a deep mountain, Yang Cong found Qiao Yuwen as a figure, but what surprised Yang Cong was that Qiao Yuwen had just gotten out of the car and didn't save him, so he was so far away from him? It shouldn't be.

After letting go of his thoughts, Yang Cong got out of the car and ran towards Qiao Yuwen.

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

"What does the man who sent you back have to do with you?" A cold word stabbed Qiao Yuwen like a knife made of ice and snow.

"He is just my classmate and has nothing to do with me." Qiao Yuwen smiled bitterly.

"It doesn't matter. If you dare to play any tricks, I don't mind killing another mouse." A cold voice came again.

Immediately afterwards, a man in black wearing a black night-mounted shirt and a black mask appeared in front of Qiao Yuwen.

"Let's go."

The man in black pulled Qiao Yuwen up and walked into the deep forest.

Qiao Yuwen was like a piece of goods, and was pulled by the man in black.

"Yang Cong, I wonder if we will meet the last time today." What Qiao Yuwen was thinking about at this time was Yang Cong's almost perfect face.

She had helped him once, but he thought she was giving him a gift, so he broke up with her.

This also made her feel extremely heartbroken.

"By the way, you are here in the middle of the night, are you trying to do something stealing?"

A voice suddenly appeared, causing the man in black who was holding Qiao Yuwen to look tight and looked around with great caution.

When Qiao Yuwen heard this sound, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes, but she was also very sad.

"Who are you? If you want to speak, don't be a timid person." The man in black said in a deep voice.

"Okay, let me come out and I'll show you."

And just as the man in black listened to the voice and was alert to the person around him who wanted to find the person who spoke.

A hand suddenly appeared in front of the man in black.

"Not good." The man in black also reported it in time, but it was already done.

"Bang..."

A slap echoed in an instant throughout the deep forest.

The man in black who was originally standing there had already flew dozens of meters away.

Just when the man in black was standing, a figure appeared at some point.

Seeing the visitor, Qiao Yuwen immediately said in surprise: "Yang Cong!"

"Yeah." Yang Cong nodded slightly, then asked Qiao Yuwen: "Who is this black man?"

"He..." Qiao Yuwen looked at it, and wanted to speak but stopped.

"If you don't say it, then I'll ask him by myself." Yang Cong turned his gaze to the man in black and asked directly: "Who are you."

At that time, the man in black spat out blood and then smiled and said, "I really didn't expect that you were actually a warrior."

"I'm asking you, what's the point."

Yang Cong waved his hand directly at the man in black from the air, and the man in black was slapped inexplicably, and spit out a mouthful of blood again.

"This..." Looking at Yang Cong's magical power, Qiao Yuwen was stunned when she looked at him.

The worries in my heart were also wiped out.

"Give you another chance, and I can spare you even if I say it myself." Yang Cong came to the face of the man in black, looked at the man in black condescendingly, and said.

"Hahaha, it's impossible." The man in black knew that he was no match for Yang Cong at all, so...

So the man in black took out a dagger from his waist and stabbed it in his heart.

But... Yang Cong is here, how could he succeed?

He waved his hand and knocked away the dagger in his hand.

"Since you don't tell me, I'll come and find me." Yang Cong directly pressed his head with one hand.

"Search the soul, open it!"

Continuously searching for the memories of the man in black, Yang Cong was always looking for the memories he wanted.

at last............

Yang Cong let out a light breath.
Chapter completed!