On the other side, Miao Chun Hall.
Ha!
Haha!
Fu Qingjun was also watching these muscle-bound men practice martial arts daily, watching their passionate and bloody collisions, fist meeting flesh with intensity, even he found it a bit outrageous.
Indeed, moderate exercise attracts the opposite sex, but excessive exercise attracts the same sex.
However, while he mocked, he naturally also focused on the end-of-the-world ruins on this side of Earth, as Grace's last stand was a significant event.
"Planning to make a desperate fight at the very end?"
Fu Qingjun was surprised, although he could sense the condition of his followers, it was indeed somewhat far away.
He vaguely saw the last few images transmitted by Grace.
She pushed her way forward, leaving a trail of blood everywhere, struggling as if entering a world full of monsters.
Above the mist?
Fu Qingjun frowned slightly.
Space creatures?
Or something else?
He hesitated a bit, feeling there was a long way to go.
