A group of people looked at Yang Pojun's back with mixed feelings.

Catherina wondered, "So what are we going to do now?" ”

Iron Hook said: "You guys are here, I'll follow Lord Yang, and when he gets tired of walking, he will stop, and on this way, I must not let people meet him, otherwise, the other party will be looking for death." ”

The iron hook kept up with Yang Pojun's pace.

Yang Pojun was walking alone in Iceland where the cold wind was howling, and then he lay down on a wilderness.

The iron hook watched Yang Pojun's whole body tremble violently from the cold from a distance, and he didn't dare to go up.

Iron Hook sighed and said: "Lord Yang, your war paranoia has another chance to attack, you must hold on, your revenge has not been avenged, don't you still want to say, take me to the peak of the martial arts world?" ”

"I also said that when you realize your ideals in the future, you will take your relatives, your lover, and your brother to travel around the world and make up for all the time you have spent treating them badly."

"There are so many things waiting for you to complete, you can't just leave."

As he spoke, the man with gloomy eyes on the iron hook had sadness on his face.

With Iron Hook and Yang Pojun running together, he has already regarded Yang Pojun as his brother.

Brother is in trouble, how can he not feel distressed, how can he not be sad.

It wasn't until Yang Pojun's body was completely cold and didn't move that the iron hook walked over and walked towards the city of Iceland with Yang Pojun on his back.

At this moment, in a room, it is very warm, Yang Pojun is lying on it, and his handsome face exudes the toughness of a man!

In particular, the masculine aura that bursts out of the muscles is the heartbeat of any woman who sees it.

Yang Pojun is a moving hormone!

After a while, Yang Pojun's slender eyelashes flapped, and the corners of his mouth cracked, and he opened his eyes.

On the edge of the bed sat iron hooks them.

Iron Hook said anxiously: "Lord Yang, how are you feeling?" ”

Yang Pojun smiled slightly, sat up and said, "It's okay, how many days have I fainted now?" ”

"It's been three days."

Yang Pojun frowned and said: "Then we have to leave quickly, it is estimated that what happened here has reached the ears of the Inquisition, and they are on their way here." ”

With that, Yang Pojun got out of bed, lit a cigarette and stood outside the door.

The wind was gusting outside, and it was biting.

Yang Pojun spit out a thick smoke from his mouth and said, "There is a signal here, I'll make a call first." ”

As he spoke, Yang Pojun directly dialed Enix, a dwarf in Oslo, the capital of Norway, and as soon as the phone rang a few times, Enix answered the phone and said a little excitedly: "Brother Yang, you finally called me." ”

Yang Pojun smiled and said, "Enix, what is the result of the competition between you and your two brothers for the big position?" ”

Enix sighed: "Very bad, my two brothers sent a master to spy on me in Oslo, and I can't let go of my hands and feet." ”

Yang Pojun narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems that your two brothers still care about you, then let me ask you, do you know where the Dark Thirteen Taibao are?" ”

"They came back just after you left Oslo, don't you know?"

Yang Pojun touched the bridge of his nose and said, "! I didn't expect this group of guys to run back to Oslo, yes, I offended the Inquisition, they would definitely be next to the Holy See in Oslo, so I wouldn't dare to provoke them. ”

"Okay, I know what happened on your side, you wait for me, and I'll help you when the time comes."

"Hmm."

After Yang Pojun hung up the phone, he looked up at the dark sky and said: "Now that my war paranoia has only one chance left, I can kill the Dark Thirteen Taibao alone, even if I make another profit!" ”

Iron Hook was puzzled: "Lord Yang, Oslo is a master of the Inquisition!" I heard that the home of the cardinal master is in Oslo, where have you been, it is really very dangerous! ”

"Huh." Yang Pojun smiled and said, "Iron Hook, it's not that you don't know my situation, my only wish now is to avenge my seven dead brothers." ”

"It's my mission to kill the Thirteen Taibao of Darkness, so don't persuade me."

Iron Hook sighed deeply and said, "Okay then. ”

Then they walked towards the outside of the Shadowless Clan's castle.

Walking to the gate, Yang Pojun looked at the huge wall, suddenly frowned and said, "I always feel that this place is a little empty, you go find some red paint and bring it to the mop!" ”

Iron Hook was puzzled, but still found a bucket of red paint.

I saw Yang Pojun holding a mop, stained it in a bucket of red paint, and then writing a sentence on the wall!

Now Huaxia has become the main way of communication in the world, and people with a little education and experience can speak Huaxia language.

When they saw Yang Pojun finish writing that sentence in one go, they sighed: "What Lord Yang said is really domineering!" ”

"Yes, pride, passionate!"

When my Yang Pojun reaches the peak, it will be the day of the destruction of your Inquisition!

Yang Pojun put the mop in the paint bucket, stood in front of these words, lit a cigarette and took a puff: "My word, the writing is so good, I can obviously rely on my talent to eat, but I have to rely on my appearance!" ”

Especially Catherina rolled her eyes when she heard Yang Pojun's words, why is this guy always so narcissistic!

Immediately, Yang Pojun and the others left Iceland, and then took a cruise ship to start a long trip on the sea.

When Yang Pojun and they left, seven hours later.

A group of red-robed masters of the Inquisition stood in front of the walls of the Shadowless Party.

When this group of red-clothed priests saw Yang Pojun's words on the wall, they all frowned, and their fists rattled!

Especially the murderous beasts on their heads, roaring up to the sky, roaring again and again.

The air has become extremely oppressive.

A group of cardinal priests parted, only to see a man with a dark red death aura all over his body walking over.

It was like an old man, dressed in a black robe, with a bull-headed skull cane, and especially on his back, which was as high as a camel's!

This is the undead of the Inquisition!

The Undead looked at the row of words on the wall, and his hoarse voice seemed to come from the depths of hell: "Cluck! It's really a very interesting young man, dare to destroy my Inquisition, it is estimated that you are the first person in the human world to dare to say such a big thing, and it is indeed fearless for those who do not know, young man, you don't understand the mysteries of this world! ”

One of the cardinals respectfully said beside the undead, "My lord, what do we need to do?" ”

"Of course it's chasing, this time, let's divide our people into two groups, don't let them take advantage of the loopholes!"

"Yes!"

(End of chapter)