Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5747 (Five Thousand Seven Hundred and Forty Seven)

"Is it a number?" asked the brown-handed man.

"Yes!" said the Gray Hand Man, "Ten."

"This time it's 'ten'. Will there be another pass?" asked the brown-handed man.

"Yes." said the Gray Hand Man.

“Are you so determined again?” asked the brown-handed man.

"There must be." The Gray Hand Man said, "I am sure of it. Although it is still a superficial feeling, this superficial feeling must be correct!"

The brown-handed man asked, "Will the interval be long this time?"

“I don’t know why, but I don’t feel anything about this this time.” said the man with gray hands.

The Brown-Handed Man said, "Did you see anything else just now?"

"No." Gray Hand said, "The 'other' you mentioned must also include the ones above the tree beads, right?"

"Yes, including," said the Brown-Handed Man.

"I didn't see it there either." The Gray Hand Man said, "But I suddenly had a feeling that something would appear above the tree bead next. You looked at him just now, and he didn't have any new reaction, right?"

"No." said the man with brown hands.

"I want to see him now, too," said the Gray-Handed Man.

The brown-handed man said, "I quickly looked above the tree bead."

The Gray Hand Man looked at him and said, "He won't always be like this, will he?"

"It sounds scary," said the brown-handed man. "I don't think it's that serious. Since he hasn't changed much, I might as well keep my eyes on the top of the tree bead. Since you said it seems like something will appear next, I must see it."

The Gray Hand Man said, "I just said it seems like that. It is also possible that it will not appear at all."

The brown-handed man said again: "You just had a sudden feeling."

“You didn’t even ask me if it was a superficial feeling or a deeper feeling.” said the man with gray hands.

“If it’s a deep feeling, wouldn’t it be easier to believe?” asked the brown-handed man.

"I guess so," said the Gray Hand Man, "but that's just a superficial feeling."

"On the surface, do you believe it?" asked the brown-handed man. "I tend to believe it," said the gray-handed man.

"Then I am inclined to believe it," said the Brown-Handed Man.

"What's the logic behind this?" The Gray Hand said, "Oh, I see. You've entered again, haven't you?"

"You didn't even say what you entered, but you want me to answer whether it was true or not." said the brown-handed man.

"Because I know you can guess it." said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man asked again, "How do you know I can guess?"

The Gray Hand Man said, "What do you think?"

The brown-handed man heard the mischief in the gray-handed man's tone and asked, "Are you responding to what I said just now?"

The Gray Hand said, "I just remember someone asked me if I was going to enter again. There's no harm in responding. Of course, I really think you seem to have entered."

The brown-handed man said, "How can I say I have entered a certain mode?"

“Hahaha, you just said it like that.” said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man heard mischief in the gray-handed man's laughter, and then he felt reluctant and was stunned for a moment.

"What's wrong?" The man with gray hands asked when he saw that the man with brown hands did not respond immediately.

"Why are you laughing so loudly?" said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand said, "Are you not used to it?"

The brown-handed man quickly said, "No, I'm not used to it."

"Then why didn't you respond quickly?" The man with gray hands said again in a naughty tone.

"Because I'm still thinking about it." said the man with brown hands.

"What are you thinking about?" said the Gray Hand Man, "My question is difficult to answer."

"No." said the brown-handed man, "I miss your laughter."

(End of this chapter)