Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 6701 (Six Thousand Seven Hundred and One) Teasing

"Let me repeat it." The brown-handed man said, "After I said 'As if I could easily say black is white', you said that. You were actually agreeing with what I said, not refuting me."

The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "I did say what you said."

The brown-handed man said, "So, there is nothing you shouldn't say."

The Gray Hand Man laughed.

"What's wrong?" asked the brown-handed man.

"Well, you have a point." said the man with gray hands.

"That makes sense, right? Why are you laughing so loudly?" asked the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand Man said, "Why can't I laugh when what you say makes sense?"

“You smile like a child who has played a prank and got the desired effect.” The Brown-Handed Man laughed.

The Gray Hand Man said, "It looks like it."

"It's more than just similar, right?" asked the brown-handed man.

"Oh?" Gray Hand asked with a smile, "What do you mean by that?"

The brown-handed man smiled and said, "That's right."

"What is it?" Gray Hands said deliberately, "A child? I am not a child."

The brown-handed man said, "I said you were teasing me."

The Gray Hand Man laughed and said, "Haha, I was just kidding you."

The brown-handed man said, "I know. That's why I asked you 'what's wrong?'"

“But you sound serious when you ask this.” The Gray Hand Man laughed.

"I'm cooperating with you." The brown-handed man said, "If I don't look so serious, won't it immediately destroy the effect of your prank?"

The Gray Hand Man smiled at the Brown Hand Man and said, "That's true, but you are so well matched."

"How can it be that they are not similar at all?" said the brown-handed man, "You can't have failed to see that I know anything about you, can you?"

The gray-handed man smiled at the brown-handed man and said, "You said it yourself, how could I not see it?" The brown-handed man smiled and said, "When did I say it? What did I say?"

The Gray Hand Man said, “The tone in which you ask me this question now reminds me of the actions of the little children I saw.”

"What action?" asked the brown-handed man.

"Stick out your tongue." said the man with gray hands.

"Why did you think of this?" asked the man with brown hands.

The Gray-Handed Man said to the Brown-Handed Man, "It seems to me that I have seen a child sticking out his tongue somewhere and saying mischievously, 'When did I...'"

The Brown-Handed Man said, "I can imagine what kind of image you have in mind."

"Because it looks a lot like you, right?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Why is it because he looks like me?" The brown-handed man asked, "Where did you see that naughty child?"

The Gray Hand Man was silent for a moment, then said, "I can't remember it either."

"Why don't you continue laughing?" asked the man with brown hands.

"Is that child you?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Do you remember the situation before you turned into a demon?" the brown-handed man asked seriously.

"I don't know either. I can't see clearly." said the man with gray hands.

"Are you having deep feelings again?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"What happened just now is not impossible." said the man with gray hands.

"Don't you know the deeper feelings that just occurred to you?" asked the brown-handed man.

"That feeling passed too quickly." The Gray Hand said, "It just flashed by."

"Do you want to experience it a little longer?" asked the brown-handed man.

"Of course, but how does it come back?" Gray Hand said, "Or, how do I make it come back?"

(End of this chapter)