482: Chapter 482 The Arrogant Liu Canglan, The Tragedy of Peking University

Inside the Blood Hell Array, the air was as thick as clotted blood that wouldn't dissolve.

Waves of sweltering heat, mixed with a nauseating stench of blood, rose continuously from the eerie runes on the ground, eroding the minds of everyone within the array.

Killing intent permeated the great array.

Space had been completely locked down.

Chu Sheng could clearly feel that the connection between himself and the Laws of Space had been forcibly severed by a brutal and overbearing power.

Luo Xingchen ignored it, instead pondering the words of the old man behind this matter... Since this had already happened, it naturally couldn't be changed. The only thing he could do was to meet whatever came his way.

Seeing Ye Jinyan become so cold and heartless, Madam Jiang sat directly on the ground and began to wail and cause a scene, drawing the attention of many onlookers.

If it really was a dream, why did it feel so real—so real that it felt as if it had actually happened?

In a place with so much nonsense, without Major Li's interference, Ye Fengsheng's voice lowered. BB0 Hu had already put down the 120 fires behind him, and Shi Fei had started to assemble with him.

Heron looked down at the ring on her hand. The gemstone on it was large—a very rare milky blue diamond from the Misos Basin. He struggled to pull his gaze away, only to find Liyesa glaring at him in a rage.

Karl was slightly stunned; he had never traded with humans before, and among other creatures, only Morgana was worth his while.

"There's a trash can right next to you, and you throw it into the sea? You have no regard for the environment at all," Wang Weiya said, looking at Zhu Tongwei with disdain.

Given the popularity of the food at Zhu Yang's shop, he should be rolling in money; why would he be borrowing money from him?

Before changing her clothes, Lin Shuanger was watching a Korean drama she was following and even shed a few tears, seemingly moved by the plot.

Where did the scent of osmanthus on Han Linghe come from? Her unique natural fragrance mixed with the scent of osmanthus, leaving Zhao Hong completely intoxicated—deeply, deeply intoxicated.

From the way Xiao Tian spoke, could it be that the person he was personally waiting for was actually a middle-aged man in his forties?

Guo Ping could no longer hold onto the back of the chair and leaned over; the three of them huddled around the wheelchair, weeping uncontrollably.

She cried out as her longsword slid halfway out of its scabbard. Her fingers tapped rhythmically against the blade, sending out ripples of sound waves that accurately struck every monster. Hearing her call, Zhuang Zhixue, who was beside her, lunged forward without hesitation and sacrificed a gold brick, smashing the brains of two Early Bone-Forging Stage monstrous birds in succession.

However, when the flames met his mana, it was like a spark hitting oil, instantly flaring up.

After I scolded him, Zhang Minglang became quite well-behaved. He quickly scrambled up and ran into the bedroom to get clothes for a shower, while I continued watching TV outside.

When those twenty-seven disheveled veterans were released, Faran was somewhat enraged and also felt a pang of heartache.

Before long, the black-robed old man arrived with a whistle. Li Qingfeng remained motionless, his divine sense retracted into his mind, not daring to release even a sliver of it.

However, since this matter concerned Yu Zihua and his own future choices, it could not be neglected. Zuo Ni decided to throw a straight punch and conduct a further probe.

That man was speaking unclearly, and there was only one voice in my heart: it's over, it's over, something has happened.

In the distance, many emergency patients were either walking or being carried into the emergency hall in front of the hospital gates. To Bi Peilin, watching from afar, everything seemed normal, and she didn't notice anything amiss.

"Who says there's no one to see you off?" At that moment, a gentle voice came from behind. Everyone saw Zhao Ding and several Grand Secretaries from the Secretariat standing in the distance, and they were all filled with excitement.

This was also the situation Liang Yue was most wary of; he found that... he still had a hard time integrating into this world. He didn't even have the wariness of an intelligence officer—how could there be no listening devices in a place like the KCIA headquarters?