Chapter 488: Jiang Nian Is Really Useless

At Zhou Ce's seat, Jiang Nian lifted up a meal card.

Get something to eat?

Li Hua nodded and made an OK gesture.

Let's go!

Li Qingrong shifted her gaze; at the moment Jiang Nian stood up, she turned to look at him, her expression unreadable.

Seeing Jiang Nian's inquiring gaze directed at her, she gently looked away again.

Jiang Nian: "?"

Half a minute later, he and Li Hua slipped out of the classroom together, moving stealthily.

"Hmph, so what if I insulted you? I'm gonna beat you up later!" said Passerby C arrogantly.

"Physician Wen, what's wrong with Qingwu? What's happened to her?" Lady Shen, watching Shen Qingwu's current state, was filled with worry and asked urgently beside her.

Maqi and Yino also congratulated Feng Dong, genuinely happy for him; perhaps because their relationship with Zhiyu Jian was similar, seeing Feng Dong reunite with Si E Zhen Long, both felt an inexplicable emotion.

Su Tan's eyes flashed with malice, but only for a fleeting instant; then he withdrew his gaze and reached out to unwrap the gift before him.

"I've studied blind shooting thoroughly," Bai Li Shouyue, watching his smugness, couldn't help adjusting the mechanism on the blind gun; it instantly transformed into the form it had when it blasted Shi Siming away, resembling a water jet gun.

It won't negatively affect the spirit algae, nor leave any trace that could be discovered and questioned.

Shen Qingwu leaned gently against his broad shoulder, feeling an unmatched sense of peace, yet still couldn't help letting out a quiet sigh deep inside.

He remembered that after they arrived at Yao Sheng Island, Yun Linglong had once arranged for people to keep watch over the entire island, as if searching for someone.

The Demon Seed: Flame Fury dared not delay further; he gathered all his strength, then unleashed it in a sudden explosion, letting out a deafening roar to the heavens as he charged forward. That roar echoed through the skies, spreading for a thousand li.

In the front row of the grand hall, an old man in a star-blue robe rose and bowed to those in the hall.

However, the family couldn't accept this reality; now only the child's parents live here, while the elderly relatives have temporarily moved out.

They were still sprinting toward this side, and the overwhelming demonic aura came from behind them.

Curious kids are rare; few people would deliberately go to a place rumored to be haunted just to challenge their limits and seek thrills.

Occasionally, bright bolts of lightning would slash across the heavens, tearing through the seemingly endless darkness and bringing brief illumination.

Qisheng had given him Yin-Yang energy, a power of extremely high rank; ordinary fifth-rank cultivators couldn't activate artifacts due to the energy's intensity, but for Lu Zheng, if he poured all his strength into it, he might still secure a chance for a decisive kill.

Lingyun Holy Ancestor, Tongtian

Eighth-rank cultivation, said to be the lord of the legendary and elusive "Zhongzhou," and current chairman of the Star Council.

That gaze, combined with his strange skin markings, jet-black hair reaching down to his ankles, and powerful, muscular frame…

Sun Jinrong's actions were merely riding the current; he didn't believe he'd return empty-handed this time.

As a top student of Jinling University, Song Qingyun's posting to the Meteorological Bureau was already a downgrade—how could they possibly assign him to a monitoring station?

Old fox, Yan You glanced at him sidelong, angrily turned her head away, still refusing to look at him.

Though Nan Yu had prepared herself mentally, the Pei family's shamelessness still shattered her limits. Zhuang Min faced the camera, weeping bitterly as she accused Nan Yu of chasing wealth and abandoning Pei Zhong Yao before the wedding, producing the already-sent wedding invitations and spinning a detailed, convincing tale.

After repeated rejections, her indifferent attitude had left him immune; though he didn't quite understand why he kept unconsciously drawing closer to her.

I've thrown out the water and food—I really can't eat any more. Thought it was something important, but it's still a brain-dead thing.