Tang Ye ran like the wind, closing the distance between him and the woman in an instant. His black robe fluttered in the breeze, exhibiting an unbounded murderous intent!
Vrrrmm!
A deep growl seemed to echo from the heavens. In that moment, both their hearts sensed an incredibly massive presence emanating from the river.
Bai Xinran took a couple of breaths, watching the high-level zombie horde sprinting away. She also glanced at the zombie wave behind her. Seeing that they were still far away, and a few clueless zombies from time to time falling into the cracks in the road, she breathed a sigh of relief. Running was too exhausting, her throat felt parched, as if it would burn up from dryness.
Smack!
She discarded the severed arm she was holding, patting her chest and resting for a while before calmly assessing her surroundings.
