Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 6312 (Six Thousand Three Hundred and Twelve) Call Me

"Look, you stutter." said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand Man said, "I should be immersed in it."

The Brown-Handed Man asked, "Why did it sink so quickly?"

"I seem to feel something, but I don't know how to say it." said the man with gray hands.

"Surface feeling?" asked the brown-handed man.

"It doesn't seem so." said the man with gray hands.

"You have deep feelings again?" said the brown-handed man, "That's amazing."

The Gray Hand Man said to the Brown Hand Man, "What?"

“It’s amazing to have deep feelings,” said the brown-handed man.

The Gray Hand Man said to the Brown Hand Man, "You are like this again. Fine, I will not refute you, but I have a deep feeling that is true."

The brown-handed man smiled and said, "No objection, this is really good."

The Gray Hand Man said to the Brown Hand Man, "Why don't you ask me what my deep feelings are?"

"I know." said the man with brown hands.

“Then why did you say I was so awesome just now? You know everything about my deep feelings. Aren’t you much more awesome than me knowing my own deep feelings?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

The brown-handed man deliberately said, "Is it great to know how other people feel?"

"Isn't it?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

The brown-handed man said to the gray-handed man, "The Lord used to know our feelings, right?"

"Yes." said the Gray Hand Man.

"Is he powerful?" asked the man with brown hands.

"Hey, why do you ask that?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Is there anything wrong with asking this?" asked the brown-handed man.

"It's okay, but asking this question doesn't sound very reasonable." The man with gray hands laughed.

The Brown Hand Man said to the Gray Hand Man, "Why do you think it is not very reasonable?"

"Take me for example, because at that time I was a tool, a tool of that nature." The gray-handed man said. "So what?" The brown-handed man said.

"So this is different," said the Gray Hand Man.

"I was also a tool at that time," said the brown-handed man, "a tool of that nature."

"Where's he?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"He is a tool user," said the brown-handed man.

The Gray Hand Man suddenly laughed and said, "That sounds a bit funny."

The brown-handed man said, "Isn't it? Don't you think he is a tool user?"

The Gray Hand Man said to the Brown Hand Man, "Yes. I didn't deny that he was a tool user. Besides, even if I denied it, he would still be a tool user. Nothing would have changed. So whether I deny it or not would not have much impact on what has already happened, right?"

The brown-handed man said, "Haha, you are very determined."

The man with the gray hands said to the man with the brown hands, "Why don't you ask him to use the Lord? Why don't you ask me to use the Lord?"

"Do you want to be the master?" asked the brown-handed man.

"Which one is the main one?" asked the man with gray hands.

"What I was talking about just now was the user. I was naturally referring to users like him." said the man with brown hands.

"I don't want to." said the man with gray hands.

The Brown-Handed Man was silent.

"What's wrong?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I don't want to either." said the man with brown hands.

"If you don't want to, why don't you continue talking?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Didn't I say I didn't want to?" said the brown-handed man, "Does that count as talking?"

"You only told me this after I asked you about it. You didn't say anything for a short while just now, right?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Everyone has a pause when talking, right?" The brown-handed man said, "Now I'm not like before when I couldn't stand not talking continuously. Before, I must have been affected by something and became too abnormal."

(End of this chapter)