"Give it back to me!"

The eyes were green and the murderous aura of "Pang Bo" glared at the boy in front of him.

It was the boy in front of him who took away his things.

"Give it back to you? This thing is destined to be with me." Yang Cong's face did not blush and his heart was not beating, and he said, "You are just a soul body, don't force me to suppress you!"

In an instant, Yang Cong's aura burst out, and an invisible giant hand formed in the sky and enveloped "Pang Bo".

"saint!"

‘Pang Bo’ was shocked and turned around and ran away, not caring about the heart in Yang Cong’s hand.

"return!"

How could Yang Cong let him escape? He waved his sleeves and imprisoned him through the void.

"You... would better let me go!"

‘Pang Bo’ glared at Yang Cong, his eyes full of unwilling anger.

Yang Cong snorted lightly and pointed at the forehead of "Pang Bo".

In an instant, ‘Pang Bo’ shouted, and soon there was no sound.

Then Pang Bo seemed to have lost control of his body and fell to the ground.

If he lets him fall, he will definitely be crushed to pieces with Pang Bona's body.

Yang Cong held his hand and threw Pang Bo aside.

Then Yang Cong looked at the Holy Heart of the Demon Emperor.

"The Holy Heart of the Demon Emperor has been integrated and will do me with infinite benefits."

However, this place is not a place that integrates the Holy Heart of the Demon Emperor.

Yang Cong turned around and disappeared in this place.

The next moment, Yang Cong stepped out of the void and came to a forest.

It is deserted and few people enter this forest.

After setting up a killing formation, Yang Cong began to refine the Holy Heart of the Demon Emperor.

"Bang bang..."

The Demon Emperor's Sacred Heart kept beating, and every move seemed to be exciting.

Yang Cong used the Yin-Yang Heavenly Immortal Skill, and wrapped the holy heart of the Demon Emperor with the supreme chaotic energy.

Everything seemed so gentle, and the Holy Heart of the Demon Emperor was integrated into Yang Cong without any surprise.

However, it was not that Yang Cong had an extra heart, but that he fused the Demon Emperor's Sacred Heart with his heart and became a new heart.

"Imperial Blood."

Since he fused with his heart, Yang Cong felt the blood flowing into his heart, which was a very strong inner connotation.

This was his opportunity, and he began to refine it.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

He has completely refined this heart and the imperial blood in it.

Although the realm is a breakthrough, it is integrated into the great way of this world.

The road in this world is very strange. When Yang Cong first stepped into this world, he felt that the road in this world had a feeling of repelling him.

But now it’s different. He fuses the Holy Heart of the Demon Emperor, fuses the Emperor’s Blood, and successfully integrates into the great way of this world.

At least there is no problem.

Yang Cong got up and patted the dust on his body. After half a month of motion, the dust on his body fell half a centimeter thick.

Fortunately, no one disturbed him.

Withdrawing the killing formation, Yang Cong was about to find a place to rest.

He came to the nearest ancient city, where he flourished, lived in mortals and practiced by monks.

Yang Cong walked into a small restaurant, but in fact he just wanted to taste the food in the world.

The reason why I find such a small restaurant is very casual.

In his eyes, those luxurious restaurants are no different from this small restaurant.

Yang Cong found a seat and sat down, and soon an old man came over.

"What do you want to eat?" the old man asked.

"Put it some casually." Yang Cong said.

"Yes." The old man nodded.

A moment later, a bowl of noodles was brought up, with a few slices of beef on it.

After Yang Cong ate it, he praised it repeatedly: "Not bad, old man, it's delicious."

"Thank you for your compliment." The old man's face was flushed. It was really something to be happy about when he was praised by others.

"Grandpa... why haven't it closed yet?"

A little girl rubbed her eyes and walked out in a daze.

When Yang Cong saw this girl, his eyes instantly became different.

The old man has been dealing with people a lot, so he naturally noticed Yang Cong's expression and was a little vigilant.

However, Yang Cong smiled slightly and said, "Old man, this is the money for the meal."

As he said that, Yang Cong handed the old man some money to put it on the table.

In fact, this mortal has a lot of sources in his hands, but for such an ordinary family, the source will not only be useless, but also cause death.

When the old man saw Yang Cong give so much at once, he quickly refused: "There are too many, just a little bit."

"My uncle, don't shirk it." Yang Cong smiled and said, "I'm not short of money, it can be regarded as a gift to my little sister. Let's improve my life."

Hearing this, the old man was stunned and then looked at the little girl beside him.

This is his granddaughter who lives a hard life with him.

He couldn't bear it. Both of them looked skinny and were obviously not the kind of family who could have enough food.

The old man finally knelt down in front of Yang Cong, but Yang Cong quickly helped him: "What are you doing, Mr. Lao?"

"Thank you for your help, the young master." The old man was very moved.

Just the money Yang Cong gave was enough for their grandfather and grandson to live for a year.

Seeing this, the little sister hurried over and thanked her: "Thank you, brother."

Yang Cong smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and touched the little sister's head: "Little sister, what's your name?"

"My name is Tingting." The little girl felt very comfortable when she was touched by Yang Cong.

"Tingting." Yang Cong nodded, with a very good name, and then he looked at the old man: "Old man, can I stay here for a while?"

"Does the eldest brother have no home?" Tingting said.

"Tingting!" the old man shouted, feeling that Tingting was so rude.

Yang Cong shook his head, didn't care, and said, "I have it, but I'm not here."

The old man said, "Young Master, we are very poor here. If you live here, you may feel a little wronged."

Yang Cong said: "It's okay."

"Since the young master doesn't mind, just stay there." The old man nodded.

"Big brother is so good." Tingting was very happy.

Yang Cong was preparing to continue to fuse the imperial blood in that heart, which was very useful to him.

Some of the demon bloodlines in his body have begun to change with him. If Yang Cong controls it well, it will naturally be beneficial.

If the control is not good, the disadvantages are obvious.

In the next few days, Yang Cong practiced while helping in the store.

Yang Cong also knew that the old man's surname was Jiang. Although the little girl Tingting was young, she was very sensible.

There is a saying in his mother plane that children from poor families are early.

With Yang Cong here, the family no longer has to endure hardships. There is no shortage of money or anything else, so Yang Cong has as much as he wants.

In fact, there is another reason why Yang Cong stays here, because of the little girl Jiang Tingting.
Chapter completed!