Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 913 The Temptation of Returning to the City

Yang Cong really felt a strong sense of malice, and he woke up just as he was dreaming of the most important moment after sleeping.

Under the tree, there were big tigers crashing into the tree all the time.

Seeing this big tiger, Yang Cong instantly felt that his whole body was not well.

"Aww..."

The big tiger kept looking at Yang Cong who was on the tree, his eyes were full of fierceness, as if he would not stop until he ate Yang Cong.

"Xiang, you think I'm still the same as before."

Now Yang Cong can already control Yin-Yang Yanhuo, so of course he is not afraid of this big tiger.

Yang Cong found the right angle and jumped towards the big tiger, jumping onto the tiger with precision.

The tiger also saw Yang Cong jumping on him, and instantly became furious.

"Hmph, I won't give you a chance."

Yang Cong summoned Yin-Yang Yanhuo directly on his right hand and pressed it directly on the tiger's forehead.

After the yin and yang flames touched the tiger, they instantly ignited.

The tiger felt the pain, so he swung Yang Cong away with all his might.

But at this time, the tiger had no time to take care of Yang Cong.

Because he is already full of fire.

"Aww..."

The tiger felt the pain brought to him by the yin and yang flames, and kept trying to put out the flames.

It kept rolling on the ground, but the yin and yang flames were ordinary fires, even water couldn't be extinguished.

Under Yang Cong's quiet gaze, the tiger was finally burned to ashes by the yin and yang flames and scattered in the air.

"call..."

Yang Cong let out a sigh of relief, the use of Yin-Yang Yanhuo still put a little burden on his body.

However, after a little rest, the burden brought by the yin and yang flames was much better.

After looking at it, the sky was still white at this time, and it was morning.

After rectifying for a while, Yang Cong embarked on the journey of searching for traces.

Finally, Yang Cong found a road after walking countless miles. Looking at this endless road, there are railings on both sides. In Yang Cong's memory, this should be called a highway.

but. . . .According to Yang Cong's original thought, he should have come to a different world. After all, dragon slaying cannot happen in modern times.

But now it turns out that there are highways in another world?What a joke, so Yang Cong once again guessed that this should be a modern world.

Yang Cong walked along the side of the highway. After walking not far, Yang Cong saw a car that looked like a coach parked on the side of the road. It seemed that something went wrong.

Walking over to take a look, I happened to see a middle-aged uncle squatting there, sweating profusely, repairing tires.

The middle-aged uncle was about to go back to get his things, but he happened to see Yang Cong standing outside the highway fence.

At this time, Yang Cong's face was no longer as miserable as it was at the beginning, and there was no mud on his face, making people look white and clean.

Seeing Yang Cong, the middle-aged uncle was also slightly taken aback, and then said, "Young man, why did you come here on the highway? It's very dangerous here, do you know?"

"Uncle, can you take me for a ride? I'm being given..."

Yang Cong made up a random reason, and only this reason can best explain Yang Cong's current situation.

"Hey, look at you, you are so white and clean, you are a person nowadays." The middle-aged uncle naturally understood what Yang Cong left behind, sighed and shook his head, then nodded in agreement.

"Then get in the car first. I'll fix the car right away. After it's done, I'll take you to the big city to see if I can find your family."

Yang Cong could also tell that this uncle was sincerely willing to help him, which moved Yang Cong very much.

Then he got in the car.

After a while, the middle-aged uncle also opened the door of the driver's cab and came up.

Start the car and drive on the highway.

On the way, the middle-aged uncle asked: "Young man, you are too careless. You must be careful about everything."

"Thank you, uncle." Yang Cong nodded and said, "If it wasn't for you, I don't know if I would be able to go home."

"That's okay, the uncle will definitely send you home." The middle-aged uncle smiled.

That smile was very sincere, without any impurities.

Along the way, Yang Cong also asked the uncle about the situation in this world from time to time.

And the uncle was a little surprised at first that Yang Cong didn't know?But later Yang Cong said he was a sea turtle, so the uncle smiled and told Yang Cong.

After understanding it for a long time, Yang Cong discovered that this world is still the earth, but in terms of time, it is 2010. In other words, there is no change from the world that Yang Cong originally lived in.

And this made Yang Cong fall into deep thought.

"Dragon? Lingling?"

Because he couldn't think of any world with such clues from these clues.

In fact, Yang Cong can't be regarded as a well-read book. After all, he was just a student before this.

The world he encountered now, Yang Cong estimated, was a world he had never seen, or it was a fictional world created by the system.

But Yang Cong thought about it, how could a driver know so many things, so what the middle-aged uncle knew were relatively normal things.

But these are not important anymore, Yang Cong can only find the big city first and then see what to do.

"Uncle, do you believe that there are dragons in this world?" Yang Cong asked.

"What the hell? Dragon?" The middle-aged uncle thought Yang Cong was joking, so he responded with a smile, "I believe it."

"Uncle, do you believe it? Have you ever seen it?" Yang Cong continued to ask. ,

"I've never seen one." The middle-aged uncle shook his head and said, "But I believe there are dragons in this world, the kind with horns on their heads and four long legs."

Hearing this, Yang Cong instantly understood that this uncle is simply an ordinary person.

You must know that what Yang Cong saw was a western dragon, but what the uncle said was an eastern dragon.

Although Yang Cong didn't know if there was an Eastern Dragon here, so far, he hadn't seen it. The only thing he saw was the Western Dragon whose blood was sucked dry by him.

Sitting in the car, Yang Cong was chatting and laughing with the middle-aged uncle.

After about an hour, Yang Cong suddenly saw tall buildings not far away.

"We're going to the city soon." The middle-aged uncle said at this time: "Do you still remember your family's number? If you do, just call and ask them to pick you up. Or tell me where your home is, and I'll send it to you." You can go back."

"Well, thank you, uncle."

(End of this chapter)