Chapter 482: Escape

Jiang Nian blinked at the news but couldn't be bothered to explain.

"You say it is, then it is."

Saying this, he handed them a bag of snacks.

"From Huang Beibei and Zhang Ningzhi. Don't litter later. Here's a trash bag—private sponsorship."

"Avoiding the topic, are you?" Li Hua pointed at him.

"If I tell you, you'll just get upset again." Jiang Nian ignored him and asked Ma Guojun, "Why are you slower than me?"

"Well, how to put it? Before Liliana came, there really weren't this many problems," Chun said, slightly embarrassed.

Xingchen ignored Shiori and scanned the surroundings, looking for hiding spots.

Yang Chen dodged several knives, then swung his iron fist—boom, boom—killing one man. He slashed again and again; several figures fell.

This man was Ben of the Fantastic Four; having been exposed to cosmic rays, his entire body's muscles had swelled into orange-red rock, granting him immense strength. Thus, he was called the Stone Man.

"Come to think of it, I wonder if the teacher has now entered the Immortal Emperor realm," Laojun suddenly remembered Hongjun Dao Ren.

There will still be three updates today, but since I was occupied during the day and didn't finish writing, the update will be slightly delayed—apologies.

A powerful chakra erupted suddenly; the iron shaft behind the kunai stabbed sharply at the center of the "drill." Despite the apparent strength of Gai's attack, Yūhi Red easily neutralized it.

Before he could finish speaking, every hair on his body exploded outward without warning, as if targeted by some ferocious beast.

"Then you go," Zhi Bo Yanjiao snapped, pointing at the opposite side. Damn it, look at who you're even fighting?

Since the Qing Dynasty, central plains martial artists had been suppressed by the government; by the end of the Qing, nearly all martial sects' secret manuals had been lost. Thus, for the past century, no martial arts master had emerged.

Chen Liuniang looked at Song Anran's defiant composure and fell silent, for she knew that with Lyu Anran's abilities, he truly could pull it off.

He left Feng Ang at the construction site in Gaozhou City, then directly flew southward on his sword, crossing the continent in less than an hour and arriving above the Han Sea.

For the first time, Krista felt a surge of hatred within her; she felt sick, felt the world's impurity.

The carriage fell silent; Qiao Yuwei bowed her head in thought, seemingly lost in memory.

Along one side of the road ahead, near the hillside, several blurred shadows moved back and forth.

On the dark red streets, squads of ghoul warriors patrolled the city's every corner; war beasts with massive bodies crouched around the city walls, their

strange eyes watching every stir beyond the city's perimeter.

In Zhou Cheng's line of sight, the green lion opened its massive mouth, as if ready to swallow heaven and earth whole.

"Then I imagine, esteemed Sir Andy, you must be quite hungry—we've just prepared dinner!" Coriel had walked over to Pedi's side.

The fresher the blood, the more delicious it is; thus, for vampires, the most delicious blood is that they draw directly from living humans.

Facing Shao Zeming's long sword, Mu Wu didn't even frown; only after Shao Zeming finished his move did he slowly swing his fist.

Xie Zhigang had stayed up all night at the internet cafe, barely closing his eyes; when Lin Weidong arrived today, he finally caught his breath—but after staying up, his face looked haggard.

"Of course I did! In high school, I was the top campus beauty of No. 17 High—guys lined up from the gate to the airport. Later, in college, I broke my leg skateboarding, and your brother took care of me nonstop—bought my meals, fetched my water. That injury left a lingering aftereffect: my left ankle isn't very flexible," Ling Jiao said.