Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 1723 (One Thousand Seven Hundred and Twenty Three) Wooden Stick

Tie Hongyan had another dream not long after. However, this time, the dream did not include the tragic scene of the Blue Armored Man being tortured to death, nor did it include scenes such as her and others being arrested for doing things related to the Blue Armored Man. She dreamed that she and some people were flying kites on a prairie that was as peaceful as the wilderness. Unlike the prairie in reality, the grass on the prairie in her dream was colorful, and there was a faint light above the grass. The scene on the prairie was similar to what Le Yu had told her before, with the warm sun shining in the sky, birds flying freely, and fish swimming in a river that ran through the prairie. The atmosphere in the dream was full of joy and comfort.

Seeing Tie Hongyan fall asleep, Wu Xunsheng did not leave immediately, but watched her for a while, and then quietly moved away from her when he felt that she seemed to be sleeping very soundly. He looked at her several times while walking towards the door, and only felt relieved when he saw that she was indeed sleeping very soundly, and then he quietly opened the door between the inner residence and the guest hall, and went to the guest hall to call others.

[Chapter 195]

The next day, in the gray house.

Tie Wandao whipped several blue-armored men with a whip, but the reactions of those blue-armored men were not what he expected.

The Taoist priest standing behind Tie Wandao was worried and hoped that Tie Wandao would leave quickly.

"Hou Jizhuan, look, what's going on?" Tie Wandao stared at the blue-armored men with a cold gaze and a chilling tone. He did not turn around, holding the whip tightly in his hand and waiting for the Taoist priest named Hou Jizhuan to answer.

Hou Jizhuan felt the chill in Tie Wandao's tone and shuddered. He hadn't thought of how to answer yet, and was worried that his trembling voice would make Tie Wandao more likely to have some ideas. So he didn't speak immediately. Instead, he picked up the wooden stick he had cast a spell on and walked over, gently hitting one of the men in blue armor on the arm, hoping that things would turn around so that Tie Wandao would stop asking him questions.

At this time, the man in blue armor remained motionless. His gaze shifted from Tie Wandao to Hou Jizhuan, and he looked at Hou Jizhuan in a daze.

"I'm asking you a question!" Tie Wandao said coldly to Hou Jizhuan, "Do you not understand what I'm saying or do you not want to tell me?" Although Tie Wandao's voice was not loud, it was frightening.

Although Hou Jizhuan still hadn't figured out how to answer, he had to speak immediately. After all, after he gently hit the blue-armored man's arm with a wooden stick, the blue-armored man still didn't react as he expected. He knew that things wouldn't turn around soon. Hou Jizhuan suddenly thought of something he could say to justify his failure to respond to Tie Wandao immediately, so he didn't care if his voice was trembling, and said, "Neither. Chief, I was just casting a spell secretly, so I can't speak for the time being. I hope you can forgive me!" His voice was indeed a little trembling.

Tie Wandao asked: "Do you want to continue chanting the spell now?"

Hou Jizhuan wanted to give himself more time to think of a solution, so he said, "Yes."

"Why is your voice trembling?" Tie Wandao asked, "Are you hiding something?"

Tie Wandao's words made Hou Jizhuan even more frightened.

Hou Jizhuan was panicking and said, "No, the trembling voice is related to the secret spell I just cast."

"Haven't you used that spell before?" Tie Wandao asked.

"I have used it." Hou Jizhuan said.

"Then why haven't I heard your voice trembling before?" Tie Wandao said.

(End of this chapter)