Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5123 (five thousand one hundred and twenty-three) a pile

"You...are in numbers...I...I am alone here!"

"I am alone... and you all... don't dare to kill me... you are a bunch of... cowards! You are trash!"

"If you... don't dare to kill me... then... just let me go!"

"Unfortunately...you...don't...dare!"

"You let me go... because you're afraid... because you're afraid that I'll... take revenge... right?"

"I understood it a long time ago! I understood it!"

"That's how I think clearly...when facing a pile of...garbage."

"What's so great about it?"

"Do you dare... to do something to me?"

"What? What did you say?"

"Speak louder! I...I can't hear you clearly!"

"louder!"

The man shouted again, then stopped and didn't continue speaking immediately.

"He won't say anything anymore." The Gray Hand Man said to the Brown Hand Man.

"The tree beads haven't changed at all." said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand said, "He seemed to have said some very important information just now."

"Yes." The brown-handed man said, "He said he couldn't face his inner self."

"That seems to be what the people he thought he saw said," said the Gray Hand.

“We have learned this through some special methods before. This person just can’t face his own heart,” said the brown-handed man.

"He actually said it himself." The Gray Hand Man said, "I really didn't expect that."

"We have said something similar to him before, right?" said the brown-handed man, "He remembered it after hearing it."

"Did he say that because of something you and I said to him?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I don't know. It's hard to tell right now." The brown-handed man said. "Could it be the effect of magic?" the gray-handed man asked.

"That can't be ruled out," said the brown-handed man.

"Can he recover from this?" Gray Hand asked, "Why does he feel so dangerous?"

"Are you feeling worse too?" said the brown-handed man.

"Yes." said the Gray Hand Man.

The brown-handed man asked again, "What's going on?"

"Why has our perception changed like this?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Does it really foreshadow something?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

The Gray Hand said, "It's better not to be like this."

"No matter what, we have to try to make ourselves feel better again." said the brown-handed man.

"Yes, think positively." said the man with gray hands.

"Did he just hear someone say that only he can let himself go?" asked the brown-handed man.

"That's what I heard." said the Gray Hand Man.

"Your words also reminded me of us," said the brown-handed man. "Although you and I are not ordinary people, some things also apply to you and me. You and I should not let ourselves fall into that bad feeling. We should try our best to make ourselves feel better. Maybe it will really work."

"Yes, didn't he just say that he was not controlled by himself?" the man with gray hands asked again.

"Yes, I did." said the man with brown hands.

"Does he think someone told him that he is actually controlled by himself?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

“That’s how I understand it,” said the Brown-Handed Man.

"Then think about you and me." said the man with gray hands.

“It seems to be applicable.” said the brown-handed man.

"Maybe sometimes, we are controlled by our bad feelings, right? But our feelings can actually be adjusted by ourselves, right?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

(End of this chapter)