e distance their arms swung between steps was remarkably consistent. Xia Guanghe's eyes were sharp; he saw immediately that this level of coordination couldn't be achieved without years of rigorous tr...It is late autumn now, with withered branches covering the ground. A gust of wind sends a shiver through the air, and the scene is filled with desolation.

Ye Fan couldn't believe his eyes. The man in front of him was actually the head of the Ye family, Ye Wuming. He was the old man's uncle, and because the old man took good care of himself, he didn't look much older than fifty. But Ye Wuming had completely turned white with age. Compared to when Ye Fan first met him, he looked much more decrepit.

Ye Fan at this moment didn't know what taste was in his heart, a certain fiber deep within him seemed to be touched. He knew that if the old man were here right now, he would probably be crying tears of joy...uch now. According to this free-falling trend, he was probably already hundreds of meters deep. If he were on the ground, it would be like jumping from the top of a skyscraper! If he really fell down,...