Echoes - Part II

Although there is a saying that many hands make light work, she could only scoff at such nonsense.

She lifted her head, undeniably, and saw Ye Xingchen walking toward her step by step. At this moment, Ye Xingchen wore a black mask that nearly concealed his entire face, but Xu Yuqin could still sense the faint smile he offered her.

The gun-wielding kidnapper wasted no words and simply pulled the trigger. Jiang Chengce was shot in the chest and collapsed to the ground.

Gu Chen felt a sense of confusion, as though he had traversed layers of time and space, or perhaps leapt into the future itself.

Bai Su walked up the hillside without hurrying down. Instead, she descended slowly, observing her surroundings with care.

He Qingfan understood perfectly well, yet he was still shaken. For any man with dreams in his heart, such a thing would be irresistible.

Before his eyes was a voluptuous and delicate figure, exuding an ethereal, fairy-like aura that matched her title perfectly, filling onlookers with delight and admiration. But when he saw her face, he was utterly stunned, struck speechless.

Zhang Sheng and Li Yun didn’t know what to say; they simply followed along with Bo Niao’s movements. Indeed, they were starving.

Suddenly, Jiang Chengce grew silent. His previously restored good mood was instantly ruined by Zhang Mengxi.

Then, Ye Xingchen turned to them with a smile before growing serious again and declaring, “She’s the one I want.” With that, he immediately took Xu Yuqin and ran off.

At this point, Xiao Cong’s feelings could no longer be described as mere surprise—they were pure terror! Wu Xiaoyao was accelerating like a wild stallion unleashed, galloping at full speed.

The lizard thrashed wildly, almost insane with frenzy. Qin Yan paid it no mind, letting its claws rake his body as he raised his left fist and rained down blows like a storm, each punch fiercer than the last, shaking the ground and making the whole mountain tremble.

His steps were hurried, his face filled with an odd mix of anticipation and nervousness as he made his way anxiously toward the Joyful Inn.

I wonder which eagle it is this time, and it’s likely that before long, another eagle will be circling above our heads.

He and Beardy’s circumstances had completely reversed; not only that, he was like a broken, defeated soldier, his arm pinned firmly by Beardy to the wooden barrel.

Lei Jian promptly ordered his troops to run and occupy the southern high ground on the west bank of the Sha River, to camouflage themselves and remain hidden from the enemy.

Gong Yunxiu wished she could kill her with a single sword. But what use would that be? Everything she had schemed was to see Yu Hanyan regret, despair, and be driven to utter misery. Yet now, when she could finally witness it, everything in this world seemed to have lost its meaning.

She was still a child and needed to be cared for. Zhong Chulan gently wiped the crumbs from the corner of Lin Yixue’s mouth, her movements as tender as an elder sister’s.

Slowly retracting the heavy ruler in his hand, Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes at Liu Qing, who had appeared in the arena. His expression was indifferent, without the slightest sign of reverence or awe.

The administrative rank was set; it would never change in a lifetime, regardless of the work’s importance or the position’s seniority. He would always receive the salary and treatment of grade eight.

This fellow could shatter the void and bring her home—such a person was truly godlike. Could someone like that even catch a cold?

Li Xingxing wiped her tears away. On the surface, she slipped the letter into the inner pocket of her jacket, but in reality, she stored it in her own space.

Rayke glanced at Barrett, who turned his head away arrogantly. Barrett then laughed heartily and looked toward the distant city ablaze with fire, a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

“It’s currently the rainy season in Zambia, starting from October and lasting until April next year. During this period, daytime temperatures average thirty-three degrees Celsius.”

Zhao Side had a fiery temper, and his right hand had been aching for days. He was already in a bad mood—how could he tolerate Tang Bao’s provocation?

In the cultivation chamber, Kagura Sakura suddenly opened her eyes, which glowed faintly with gold, and the blue aura around her body dissipated.

Also, every time he came to the third floor, he would spend a lot of black crystals to observe, but never demonstrated a single move in front of everyone.

How did Tang Ming know what she was about to say? Looking at his deep eyes and that half-smiling expression, Tan Xiaolin involuntarily shivered.

As for those with problems, naturally, they were kept back for further scrutiny. If the issues could be resolved, they could continue on.

What kind of martial art is this? Could it be the legendary immobilization technique lost to the ages in our great China? Its power is truly astonishing, catching the opponent completely off guard.

“It’s nothing, just a routine checkup,” Hu You said in a reassuring tone, seeing the uncertainty in One-Eye’s expression.

This method was based on the existence of a single thread of destiny. In theory, if a being could comprehend the mysteries of the Great Dao, they would need neither cultivation nor external aids and could ascend to the pinnacle of Daoist arts in an instant.

“King Lin!” Liv nearly called out loudly. She studied Lin Xue closely, feeling she truly resembled Ling Ge.

With the magical insects joining the fray, the Venom Butterfly immediately dispatched a sea of magical insects, surging over the land like waves toward the Jin army.

The bloodstained dire wolf opened its jaws wide, biting the head of a skeleton soldier. With a powerful jerk, the skeleton tried to stab the wolf with a bone blade as it died, but the rider atop the wolf flicked the bone blade away, slaying the skeleton before it could even retaliate.

Sima Quan said, “The words of the Supreme One are abstruse and profound. My own attainments are shallow, and I cannot convey them fully. Please, friend, look at this object.” With a wave of his sleeve, he produced the golden talisman.

No matter what tricks Hu Yue played in humiliating that cat, it was hardly a real fight—just a farce. The real battle was between Leah and Norton.

As for Lin Yue, even with the support of Mu Jiujian, Yun Huan, Xi Xuan, Qiu Xia, and others, he had now been scattered across different battlefields, left isolated and without aid.

After she left, a slender elf leapt lightly back onto the tree branch without making a sound.

Ye Tan sipped his tea casually, appearing to enjoy the slightly warm atmosphere. To be honest, it felt quite pleasant, though perhaps a bit too warm.

Moments later, a blinding white light shone on the coffin. With a loud boom, all the Yemir soldiers nearby were blasted away.

“Chu Yun, what do you think those people will do to us?” Shen Yu asked, voicing a rather crucial question.

The razor-sharp gauntlet of the Saint Val family, as deadly as a killer’s claw, stabbed fiercely into Ximan’s shoulder under the impetus of the Dance of the Battle Song.