Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5917 (five thousand nine hundred and seventeen)

The Gray Hands said, "After all, I want you to come again?"

The brown-handed man said, "You ask this because you want you to come. Do you think I can't see that?"

"I know you can see it. But, so what?" said the man with gray hands.

"So what? Then I'll breathe in." said the brown-handed man.

The Gray Hand Man laughed again and said, "You talk as if you're not breathing right now."

The brown-handed man smiled and said, "Does this kind of breathing count?"

"Yes," said the Gray Hands. "Since you are talking about inhaling, then any kind of inhalation counts."

The brown-handed man said, "If that's what you mean, we have already breathed in and out many times, so there is no need to do anything special."

"You don't want to be serious all of a sudden, do you?" Gray Hand said with a smile, "But you really can't hold back your laughter. Why don't you practice it again?"

"Practice again?" asked the brown-handed man.

"Yeah, let's practice holding back our laughter again." said the Gray Hand Man.

"I didn't try my best to hold it back!" the brown-handed man laughed.

"Then try your best," said the man with gray hands.

"Why try?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"If it was someone who asked you to try your best, would you still ask why?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Maybe." said the man with brown hands.

"Really?" said the Gray Hand Man.

"If it were now, I might really do it." said the brown-handed man.

"Me too, actually." said the man with gray hands.

"What's going on?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"You and I seem to be a little too brave?" asked the man with gray hands.

"It's in this environment, right now." said the man with brown hands.

The man with gray hands said again: "You won't dare to do it after this moment, right?" asked the man with gray hands.

"That's hard to say." said the man with brown hands.

"If we meet that guy later, will we be as courageous as we are now?" asked the Gray-Handed Man.

"It's hard to say." The brown-handed man said, "After all, it will change. What if the situation changes in a while?"

Gray Hand said, "That's right. What are we talking about?"

"Are you talking about just now?" the brown-handed man asked. "Of course." The gray-handed man smiled.

The brown-handed man said, "It's about whether to breathe in or not."

Grayhand said, "The proper kind, isn't it?"

"Yes, but you made it inappropriate by saying 'you talk as if you're not breathing right now,'" said the brown-handed man.

The Gray Hand Man said, "Then what? When does the real thing start?"

"Try the serious, deep-inhalation method?" asked the brown-handed man.

"Yes," said the Gray Hand Man.

The brown-handed man said, "I'll start now."

"Look, you're still like this, this isn't okay," said the man with gray hands.

"You don't agree?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"If I say I start, will you agree?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Just start together." said the man with brown hands.

"You see, you have to let me start first before you agree to start together." said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man said again: "Then let's start together."

"Can you tell me a time?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Speak." said the man with brown hands.

"What do I say?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes," said the Brown-Handed Man.

"Am I talking too much nonsense?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I talk too much nonsense." The brown-handed man laughed.

The Gray Hand Man mentioned a time point.

"So fast?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"Do you want to delay any further?" asked the man with gray hands, smiling.

"I don't think so." said the man with brown hands.

When that time came, they both inhaled at the same time.

(End of this chapter)