Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5101 (Five Thousand One Hundred and One) Spring Shadow

"Yes, it's different when I think about the past." Gray Hand said, "Are we no longer pure tools?"

“Even if we are still under control, if we desperately try to find the truth about the past and try our best to escape from the dying state, is there still a way to survive?” asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"I think we can only say that it is possible." said the man with gray hands.

“If you’ve tried to find the truth and escape, even if the result isn’t good, you’ve still tried your best,” said the brown-handed man.

"You sound so passionate," said the man with gray hands.

"I feel the same way," said the brown-handed man. "It seems that we are no longer just tools now."

The Gray Hand said, "It seems like there are emotions and feelings."

"In fact, it has always been there." said the man with brown hands.

“That’s true, but in the past I had to be a tool that looked like it had little emotion.” said the man with gray hands.

"It's good to have passion like now, although it doesn't seem to be enough, but it's different, really different." said the brown-handed man.

The Gray Hand Man said, "After hearing what you said, I don't think being reduced to ashes is that scary anymore. At first I thought it was very scary, but just now for a while I thought it wasn't that scary, then I thought it was scary again, and now I don't think it's that scary again. My emotions are fluctuating, and I can feel that I seem to be a little like an ordinary person."

The brown-handed man said, "In fact, it existed before."

"Do you think there have been any other changes in the environment here?" asked the man with gray hands.

"I don't know about other aspects, but the things that affect our emotions don't seem to have changed much. We are still the same as before." said the brown-handed man.

At this time, I only heard that person say: "Who are you?"

The Gray Hand and the Brown Hand looked at him.

"Who are you asking?" the Gray Hand Man asked deliberately.

The man still did not answer the gray-handed man's question, but said to himself: "Spring Shadow?" "What is the spring shadow he is talking about?" the gray-handed man asked the brown-handed man.

"Is it the shadow of spring?" said the man with brown hands.

"What is the shadow of spring?" Gray Hand asked, "Is it the shadow of spring that he just mentioned?"

"Maybe." said the brown-handed man.

The Gray Hand Man added: "I heard him say that Chunying looked like a person."

The Brown-Handed Man said, “Perhaps it appeared before him in human form?”

"I thought of the green shadow on the tree bead just now." said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man asked, "Will the image of Chunying appear on the tree bead this time?"

"I hope to appear," said the Gray Hand Man, "so that we can see things more clearly."

The brown-handed man said, "If the tree bead is really delayed, we should continue to wait. Maybe we will arrive soon."

The Gray Hand Man said, "Do you feel hopeful again now?"

The brown-handed man said, "Although I can't say I was full of hope, I don't know how I came out of that particularly bad mood. What about you?"

"Me too." The Gray Hand Man said, "I was wondering if it was because of what you said."

The brown-handed man said, "Even if you listened to me, it was your heart that finally pulled you out of that emotion."

Gray Hand said: "But sometimes it is really useful for people to encourage each other."

The brown-handed man asked, "Do you think ordinary people know this?"

(End of this chapter)