After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

The evidence is Leng Qing; Mu Yuan's footprints only went up the mountain, never down.

Zhou Yan may have run away.

Of course, Suzaku didn't think there was anything wrong with running away.

Leng Qing and Mu Yuan are both demigods with high awakening levels. Zhou Yan is a newbie who just entered the industry. It would be foolish to help when senior big shots are fighting, and it would be stupid to hide in a corner and not move. The only way is to run away without caring about anything. Not only can he reduce the pressure on the senior big shots, but he might also be able to escape alive.

But it seems that the option to escape alive did not happen, and Zhou Yan is gone too.

Gone……

Zhuque flipped to the photo of the RV owner and stared at the beautiful woman.

This woman is very good at hiding her true nature.

With such looks, such a figure, and such charisma, anyone who dares to walk around in a crowd would surely attract countless admirers. A few photos taken by passersby could easily garner a huge amount of attention.

In this internet age, if you're good-looking, traffic will come naturally.

But before today, this woman was completely unknown.

This shows that the woman had been very careful to hide herself in the past.

But today, this woman fought with Leng Qing and Mu Yuan, exposing herself to everyone.

All the effort to hide one's identity for countless years seems to be irrelevant today.

Why is that?

After much thought, Suzaku concluded that there were only two possibilities.

The first possibility is that this woman is a pawn used to attract their own attention. Of course, this idea is very unlikely because only small groups with few resources can have their attention scattered due to having many targets.

The one currently attacking that evil god of Erfeng Sheep Village is the Four Divine Beasts plus a 6-star Wenqu from the Eastern Xia Alliance 4 Kingdoms. He can allocate the resources of the entire country.

So even if ten pawns were to be sacrificed, let alone one, Suzaku could still deploy ten teams to follow up.

Therefore, the second possibility is more likely.

The second possibility is that Leng Qing and Mu Yuan may have discovered some secret when they came into contact with the RV owner, which forced the RV owner to abandon their original policy of hiding and commit murder.

What exactly did Leng Qing and Mu Yuan discover that made the RV owner willing to expose his identity and commit murder?

Chapter Thirty-Two: The Capital of Chu

It hurts, my head hurts.

Zhou Yan subconsciously touched his head and rubbed it.

A soft laugh rang out, followed by a hand reaching under Zhou Yan's neck and helping him up.

Zhou Yan slightly opened his eyes, and a cup of coffee exuding a rich aroma was placed in front of him.

"I'm awake. I'll have a cup of coffee to wake myself up."

Zhou Yan turned his head slightly, and Chu Daoyun, who was holding Zhou Yan, smiled gently.

"After you finish your coffee and rest, I'll make you dinner."

Zhou Yan: "..."

Chu Daoyun carefully placed Zhou Yan back on the bed and then put the coffee on the bedside table.

"Little cutie."

Chu Daoyun gently pinched Zhou Yan's nose as she pulled her arm away from under his neck.

What do you want to eat tonight?

Zhou Yan: "..."

Chu Daoer touched her lips slightly; though clearly a young woman, she possessed a girlish shyness and charm.

"If you don't tell me, I'll just do whatever I want."

Zhou Yan: "..."

"Okay, get some rest. I'll take you out to eat later."

Chu Daoyun left Zhou Yan's bedside, humming a song as she walked out of the room.

A few seconds later, Zhou Yan sprang out of bed and got out of bed in his slippers.

What to do after getting out of bed?

Of course, we need to see where we can escape.

Zhou Yan first went to look at the window. The window had a layer of glass on the inside and a layer of steel reinforcement on the outside. It was pitch black outside the steel reinforcement, so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. Zhou Yan didn't know what was outside, but at the moment, this exit seemed to be the safest.

Zhou Yan gestured to measure the thickness of the steel bar, then sadly realized that with his current physical strength, he probably couldn't even twist it, let alone break it.

What about the ventilation openings?

In the countless movies Zhou Yan has watched, whether it's a prison break, a crime, or a murder, ventilation shafts are always a necessary weakness. Some detective dramas even go so far as to play around with the setting of ventilation shafts.

To everyone's disappointment, Zhou Yan looked around and saw that the ceiling was completely flat, with no ventilation openings or vents.

If the vents don't work, what about the walls and the floor?

Zhou Yan walked to the wall and gently tapped it with his hand.

It's very hard, frighteningly hard.

Three times my own physical abilities—no, I mean, my life-sustaining martial arts sword!

Yes! The Martial Sword!

As long as you have a sword, walls, windows, and the ground can all be sliced ​​open with a single, light stroke.

It's just ordinary cement, a building material. How could it possibly contend with a divine weapon like the Shengwu Sword?

Zhou Yan excitedly reached out and touched his arm.

Ok……

...The Shengwu Sword is gone.

Zhou Yan grabbed his sleeve, revealing a white stripe on his arm that resembled a long snake coiled around it. This was a mark left by the Shengwu Sword, which had been coiled around Zhou Yan's arm for a long time, but the Shengwu Sword that had left the mark was no longer there.

Was it taken by Chu Daoyun?

Only then did Zhou Yan realize that his original work clothes were gone, and he had been changed into a bear-patterned pajama set.

Chu Daoyun even changed her clothes?!

Zhou Yan pulled down his pants.

That's incredible, they even went for underwear.

They took off all our clothes and put on a new set of clothes...

It was during this process of taking off her clothes that Chu Daoyun discovered the Shengwu Sword on her body, and then peeled it off, right?

There was a sizzling sound outside the door, the sound of oil frying.

A little while later, when the pork was being fried, the aroma of melting lard wafted in through the crack in the door.

Zhou Yan couldn't help but swallow.

Zhou Yan touched his rumbling stomach. He must have been unconscious for more than five hours, otherwise he wouldn't be so hungry.

Zhou Yan started wandering around the room again.

I am currently in a room with steel-reinforced sealed windows, but there are no ventilation openings in the ceiling above my head.

With his life-saving sword gone, all that was left was his brute strength.

Q: How can one escape in such a situation?

Zhou Yan was silent for a moment, then looked at the curtains.

Got it!

Zhou Yan remembered that he had seen a prison break movie. In the movie, the protagonist, a drug dealer, used a towel to wrap around the steel bars of two prison gates, tied a wooden stick to the other end, and then used the wooden stick to wrap around the towel and twist it, deforming the steel bars.

The protagonist of the prison break escaped from the inside of the twisted and deformed steel bars.

In my own words...

Zhou Yan compared the spacing between the steel bars and was immediately overjoyed. The spacing between the steel bars was more than 30 centimeters. If he could really bend the towel, with his size, he might actually be able to escape through the gaps between the steel bars.

Just do it!

Zhou Yan walked to the window and carefully pulled down the curtains. Listening to the sound of cooking, he gently tore at the curtains, tearing them into enough strips. Then he went to the bedside table, wet the curtain strips with coffee, and removed one of the bedside table's support legs.

After finishing everything, Zhou Yan went to the window, opened it, wrapped the two steel bars with strips of cloth, and began to slowly rotate the cloth strips with a wooden stick.

"Snapped……"

Zhou Yan had only twisted the wooden stick a few times when a hand covered in rotting flesh and bones emerged from the thick darkness outside the window, where nothing could be seen.

He grabbed the fabric that Zhou Yan was twisting the steel bars with his hand.

Zhou Yan's pupils contracted as he twisted the fabric.

"Sha... Sha... Sha..."

After the hand, the sound of breathing slowly emerged in the darkness.

But the breathing sound wasn't for breathing. The frequency of the breathing and the gradually approaching sound clearly told Zhou Yan that the owner of the hand outside, which was so rotten that you could see the bone, was sniffing his scent and getting closer.

In the darkness, a round, darker outline slowly emerged.

Zhou Yan's pupils trembled.

Even from this short distance, Zhou Yan could smell the stench of rotting protein—a stench so strong it could make someone dizzy.

Zhou Yan immediately put down the wooden stick in his hand and closed the window.

In the darkness, a half-rotten zombie with its eyeballs dangling from its chin appeared behind the steel bars. Its other eye, still in its socket, was staring at Zhou Yan inside the window, panting heavily.

The creature's rotten neck, riddled with holes, was pulling at strips of muscle tissue, from which white maggots were falling.

Zhou Yan: "..."

Is this a zombie movie?

"Cough cough..."

Chu Daoyun's coughing came from outside Zhou Yan's room.

The zombie outside the window paused, quickly withdrew its hand, and trudged away with heavy footsteps.

Large beads of sweat slowly seeped from Zhou Yan's forehead behind the window.

What's outside?

Why would such a thing exist?

"Dong dong dong..."

Someone knocked on the door from the outside, followed by Chu Daoyun's voice.

"Sweetie, the food is ready, you can come out and eat now..."

Zhou Yan: "..."

"Little cutie..."

The gentle voice of Chu Daoyun outside the door sent chills down Zhou Yan's spine.

"Children who don't eat are not good children and will be punished."

Zhou Yan: "..."

Chu Daoyun began to sing.

"Little cutie, white and white, two ears standing up, cut the vein and then the artery, so cute when it doesn't move..."

"Little cutie, so white and white, hold your bottom and lift you up. Injecting air into a vein, the violent struggle is so cute..."

"Little cutie, so white and white, under anesthesia and having an artery punctured. Having her trachea cut, she's having a blast, so cute when she doesn't move at all..."

Zhou Yan got up, dusted himself off, walked to the door, and opened it.

Holding a spatula and wearing an apron, Chu Daoyun stood behind the door, smiling as she watched Zhou Yan come out.

Zhou Yan said helplessly.