Chapter 5320 (Five Thousand Three Hundred and Twenty) Qingfeng
The man with gray hands asked: "Will the abdominal distension pass soon?"
"Yes." The man said, "Then I can... speak."
The gray-hand man asked: "What did you say after you could speak?"
The man replied: "I said...I will probably be...tortured...in the darkness and cold."
The man with gray hands asked: "Who did you say this to?"
"When I said this, I was thinking about the people who cast spells on me in the past. Of course, I was also thinking about...those people in blue armor." The man replied.
The man with gray hands asked: "Has anyone responded?"
"Yes." The man said, "This time... I really heard someone respond."
"Whose voice is it?" asked the man with gray hands.
"That voice... is very similar to the one who cast the spell on me before." The man said.
"What did he say?" asked the man with gray hands.
"He seemed to... 'um' a few times, several times." The person said, "I feel very strange. I... still feel that the voice is... just like his voice. I clearly remember that he was giving When I was casting... I made a 'hmm' sound a few times because... of using spells."
The man with gray hands asked again: "Did you say anything to him next?"
"I said... I... because I felt like him, even though I wasn't sure, I talked to him... I said... those people I saw just now, they were all... cowards, and... didn't dare Talk." The man said.
"What is your purpose for saying this?" the gray-handed man asked. "It's... to make the other person keep talking to me." The person said, "I think... if the other person is really the person who has cast spells on me, then... I am talking about someone else, and he... should also understand. He won't think anything of me, and will... continue to talk to me. If... the other person actually sounds like the person who cast the spell on me, but is actually... the person in blue armor, I... I said it. This could be regarded as... to provoke him, so that the other party might continue to talk to me. That's what I thought at the time, but... at that time... I actually didn't know what the consequences of saying this would be. What kind of...result."
The man with gray hands asked again: "What happens next?"
"Then I asked him...if he was actually...not with me," the man said.
"Did the other party respond to you?" the gray-handed man asked.
"There was no response at this time," the man said.
The man with gray hands asked again: "What happened next?"
The man said: "Then...then...I wondered why he stopped paying attention to me, and I wondered...if he was really the one who cast the spell on me, but...I thought he was the man in blue armor. And...I used to prefer that the person in blue armor was near me, but the person who cast the spell on me was not. I thought...that he didn't continue to pay attention to me at this time...because I did something wrong. Say... I thought those people in blue armor were here, but I thought the person who cast the spell on me was not there. Isn't it wrong? "
"Did the other party say something?" the gray-handed man asked.
"A few more 'um' sounds," the man said. "This time, the voice seemed... more like that of the spell caster. I... was already sure in my heart that it was the spell caster."
The man with gray hands asked again: "What happened next?"
"Then... there seemed to be... suddenly... a breeze blowing." The man said.
(End of chapter)