Fourth level of the county prison.
Jiang Ning looked towards Long Xingyun.
Let’s try this again!
If it works, even better. If not, it’s still a fair exchange!
Having taken his family inheritance, I should help him.
Upon making the decision, Jiang Ning nodded immediately.
"Saving a life to the end; I don’t have Healing Pills on me, so I’ll assist you with my blood!!"
Hearing Jiang Ning’s words.
Long Xingyun’s expression changed slightly, touched.
"Many thanks, Master!!"
With a long blade, he sliced open his palm again, and under his control, the blood flew from his hand.
Long Xingyun immediately opened his mouth and inhaled.
The blood spurting from Jiang Ning’s palm was sucked into Long Xingyun’s mouth from a distance.
Having lost several hundred milliliters of blood, Jiang Ning then controlled the wound to heal.
Long Xingyun swallowed the last mouthful of blood and immediately closed his eyes to begin refining it.
After more than ten breaths.
Long Xingyun finally opened his eyes.
"Is it enough?" Jiang Ning asked.
"Almost!" Long Xingyun nodded.
At this moment, his injuries were completely healed.
The oppressive aura was even stronger, vaguely comparable to Zhao Yulong’s oppressive aura.
This was the oppression of life level.
A Grandmaster’s transformation from the Fourth Grade, the change in life level was more evident.
Their lifespan completely broke through the limits of ordinary people.
They clearly belonged to another level of being.
At this moment, he also felt that although Long Xingyun had swallowed several hundred milliliters of his blood.
There still wasn’t a Divine Descendant Mark left in him, and there was no connection between him and Long Xingyun.
It was either the special nature of the Grandmaster or Long Xingyun’s uniqueness.
Or, it was due to the special nature of True Dragon Blood!
Long Xingyun respectfully saluted: "Many thanks, Master!!"
"No need for this!" Jiang Ning smiled slightly: "We are making a fair exchange!"
Long Xingyun shook his head: "Regardless, Master has saved my life! And not just me, but also my closest kin!!"
Hearing these words, Jiang Ning understood in his heart.
The trouble with Xiao Bieli has come.
Previously, Xiao Bieli captured him, and now has captured his daughter too.
If Long Xingyun gets out, Xiao Bieli will surely be very troubled!
But this matter, he didn’t want to manage or interfere.
What you sow, you reap!
This is someone else’s fate, he didn’t want to forcibly interfere.
"Master, if you need me in the future, please leave a dragon pattern on the roof of the Three Flowers Building, if I see it, I will appear on time!"
As he spoke, Long Xingyun raised his hand slightly.
The mercury in the mercury pool formed a dragon-shaped pattern as a demonstration!
"Alright!" Jiang Ning nodded.
"In that case, I shall take my leave first!" Long Xingyun cupped his hands.
"Go!" Jiang Ning said indifferently, feeling a bit curious at this moment.
Fourth level of the county prison, how will Long Xingyun get out?
Only to see a crimson smoke cloud emanate from Long Xingyun.
Jiang Ning’s eyes condensed.
Qi Blood Smoke is a characteristic of the Grandmaster.
An external manifestation of Qi-Blood transformation after the Blood Exchange.
The more intense the blood-colored smoke, the deeper the blood exchange and the more frequent.
According to the books.
There were powerful individuals who stood at the peak of Martial Arts, with blood color covering the city.
A single strike could break the city, all soldiers on the walls perished.
Blood-colored smoke possesses extremely strong corrosive and eroding power.
It can dissolve fine iron.
Before the Qi-Blood is exhausted, ordinary Martial Artists can’t even get close to it.
When approaching, the pressure of the Qi Blood Smoke alone is hard to withstand.
If enveloped by the Qi-Blood smoke for too long, even a Fourth Grade Martial Artist with Immortal Muscle and Jade Bone would experience flesh dissolving, revealing glazed jade bones.
Long Xingyun is indeed a Grandmaster!
And judging by the intensity of his Qi Blood Smoke, he is no ordinary Grandmaster!
"Master, I shall leave first!" Long Xingyun cupped his hands to bid farewell.
"Go!" Jiang Ning nodded.
Then in an instant saw Long Xingyun take a step like an arrow and reach the corner of the fourth level of the county prison.
Qi Blood Smoke pressed forward.
The walls cast from fine iron were instantly corroded by it.
Long Xingyun looked back at Jiang Ning.
At this moment, Jiang Ning still stood quietly watching him.
Long Xingyun then showed a slightly embarrassed smile.
He initially thought that his Qi Blood Smoke, produced by his unique bloodline, would be sufficient to quickly corrode the wall, allowing him to leave leisurely and gracefully.
Unexpectedly, after spending a considerable amount of time, he still hadn’t completely corroded the wall.
Seeing Jiang Ning’s slight smile, he felt even more embarrassed.
But at this moment, he didn’t dare to forcefully break through.
First, Jiang Ning’s silent arrival at the fourth level of the county prison clearly indicated he didn’t want to alert the prison guards here.
Jiang Ning was his life-saving benefactor, he wouldn’t disregard this.
Second, it’s because he was not in a good state at this time!
Facing Xiao Bieli, a half-step Grandmaster, he wasn’t afraid. Given some time, even in his current bad state, he could beat Xiao Bieli to death.
But if any Grandmaster came, he wouldn’t be sure.
Most likely he would end up back in prison, and lose the chance to escape completely.
Long Xingyun secretly exerted himself, mobilizing his Qi-Blood all over.
The Qi Blood Smoke suddenly became even more intense.
He quietly sighed in relief.
At this moment, the wall cast from fine iron was fully eroded by his Qi Blood Smoke, revealing the black-brown soil behind it.
He looked back at Jiang Ning again.
He saw Jiang Ning suddenly disappear from his vision.
His pupils then shrank violently.
Before Jiang Ning arrived, he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes.
Although it felt magical, it didn’t have a strong visual impact.
But at this moment, under his gaze, he saw Jiang Ning instantly disappear from his sight, without a trace.