Chapter 5128 (five thousand one hundred and twenty-eight) Black Cold
"You only dare to... look at me quietly... you don't even dare to come out."
"You too...are these people."
"You are the ones...who can't control yourself!"
"If you dare...come out, I will show you...me...my power."
"Ah...you think I'm afraid of the dark...and the cold?"
"That... is just what you think."
At this point, the man stopped again.
"He stopped talking, then I'll try talking to him." The man with gray hands said to the man with brown hands.
Then the man with gray hands said to the man: "Who are you talking about?"
The man still ignored him.
The man with brown hands said to the man with gray hands, "It still won't work."
The gray-hand man said: "He himself didn't say anything."
"This time is too long." The brown-hand man said.
"Looking at the bright side, it was almost time to finish talking." The gray-handed man said.
"I can only think of the good things." The brown-handed man said.
"I really didn't expect that people like you and me, who don't usually show much emotion, said so many emotional words today, and also encouraged each other with emotions again and again." Gray Hand Man said.
"I'm quite comfortable with encouraging others with emotions," said the brown-hand man.
"I'm used to it now," the gray-handed man said.
"I just don't know if we will speak with emotions like we do now after this kind of environment." The man with brown hands said.
"Whether it is possible or not, I think we will encourage each other at that time." Gray Hand said, "After all, we have realized some things at this stage." Gray Hand said.
"I probably won't forget it," the brown-hand man said.
"Yes, I think I won't forget it. Even then, I still won't always speak with emotion, and I won't go back to the previous state." The gray-handed man said.
"The way we get along with each other should have changed permanently." The brown-hand man said, "I think it should be, and I hope so."
At this time, the two heard the man's voice again. "It's too dark here...it's too cold...no one cares about me, and there's no light." The man said, "Who can save me...save me..."
"You are still where you are!" the gray-hand man said to the man.
The man still didn't speak to the gray-hand man, but continued: "Save me..."
The man with brown hands said to the man with gray hands: "The tree beads are still the same, unchanged."
"What do you think will happen next?" the gray-hand man asked.
"I can't think of it," said the brown-hand man. "Just wait for him to speak. I always think he can still talk."
"I also think he will say it." The gray-handed man said.
This person said: "Control...control yourself...how can you control yourself?"
"Can anyone tell me how...how can I let myself go?"
"This...where does this sound come from?"
"Are you the one who came to save me?"
"Who is it?"
"Is it you?"
"This... sounds like your voice!"
"I promised you that I would never call you by your name in other places...never...I can't ask you if..."
"Is that so?"
"Where...are you?"
"Now... can I still be saved?"
"You...what did you say?"
"Change your mind?"
"Or...change your mind?"
"At this point...do you still want me to change my inherent views on people in blue armor?" the man asked.
(End of chapter)