Meng Qing was very happy that he was able to save his life.

As the saying goes, if you survive a disaster, you will be blessed later.

Meng Qing optimistically felt that his good luck was coming.

Maybe he will soon see the figure that haunts him?

He thought so and walked towards the Shenhao Hotel in the center of the city with a smile.

The previous panic was gone, and now he was back to his once high-spirited and calm look.

As many women cast their fiery glances.

This made Meng Qing couldn't help but hold his head high and feel proud.

Little did he know that several women around him were watching and pointing.

The younger girl blushed even more.

But they didn't shy away.

After all, the folk customs in Haiyan City are quite open and not conservative.

Listening to the laughter of the people around you.

Meng Qing suddenly felt a chill in his lower body.

Looking down, he realized that his pants had disappeared at some point.

His expression was stunned, and he couldn't believe it for a moment.

This is... what I just ran away?!

...

Shun Si walked out of the ruins in seconds.

A body and a half-dead woman were found in the back garden.

He purposely left the cellar untouched by destruction.

Carrying Luo Xiaoxiao, he walked towards the dark cellar.

behind him.

A severed hand was trapped in the collapsed rubble.

The cuffs of the sleeves are still wrinkled in yellow.

But the whole body of its owner was gone.

There are many corpses like the fat man in yellow.

He almost lost count.

Shun Simiao said that he didn't move a step from beginning to end, it was just instinctive protection.

But I guess if he said that, no one would believe him.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Trouble that can be easily eliminated is not trouble.

Besides, he doesn't show his face now, and others don't know who he is.

Just arrived at the cellar entrance.

There was movement behind him.

A gritty voice stopped him.

"His grandma's bear! Stop!!"

Shun Si didn't stop after hearing this.

That person had witnessed the horrific scenes before but still seemed unwilling to let go.

"I told you to fucking stop, did you hear me?!"

A bald man burst out and rushed over.

The moment Shun Si's Qi shield was touched, he was strangled tightly by a big hand.

The expression on Shun Si Miao's mask was full of interest.

The appraisal eye pop-up window appears automatically.

[Kaidi, human race, epic warrior, level: 61]

"There seems to be something magical about you..."

The epic-level Qi concentration is in line with the general level, but has unmatched destructive power.

Shun Simiao felt that the opponent should have some kind of prop that could increase damage.

Its effect can make a small level 61 epic damage reach half the level.

"So, this is why you are so confident?"

Shun Si Miao no longer sneered at this moment.

After all, most people would really be able to float if they had an opportunity like his.

How many epic levels are there in the human race on this continent?

Not much actually.

Suppose there are one or two people in charge of each big city.

There are not many big cities like Haiyan City in the mainland here.

There are more than a dozen in each country.

There are less than 10 large countries on the mainland, and some small and remote countries do not need to be counted at all.

That's only about 100 at most, plus some sects hidden in isolated islands or deep mountains.

It won’t be more than 300 people at most.

And most of them are just average epics.

There are very few who can reach half enlightenment.

However, no less than 10 people died in his hands today.

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