Chapter 6312 (Six Thousand Three Hundred and Twelve) Call me
"Look, you are stammering when you speak." The man with brown hands said.
The gray-handed man said: "I should be immersed."
The man with brown hands asked: "Why did you get immersed in it so quickly?"
"I seem to feel something, and I don't know what to say." The gray-handed man said.
"Surface feeling?" asked the brown-hand man.
"It seems not." The gray-handed man said.
"Are you having deep feelings again?" the brown-hand man said, "That's really powerful."
The man with gray hands said to the man with brown hands, "What?"
"It's great to have deep feelings." The brown-hand man said.
The man with gray hands said to the man with brown hands: "You are like this again, okay, I won't refute it, but I have a deep feeling that it is true."
The man with brown hands smiled and said: "Don't refute, this is really good."
The man with gray hands said to the man with brown hands: "Why don't you ask me what my deep feelings are?"
"I know." The brown-hand man said.
"Then you just said that I am powerful and so on. You already know what my deep feelings are, but you are not much more powerful than I know what my own deep feelings are?" asked the man with gray hands.
The man with brown hands said deliberately: "Isn't it amazing to know how others feel?"
"Isn't it?" asked the gray-handed man.
The man with brown hands said to the man with gray hands: "In the past, the master often knew how we felt, right?"
"Yes." The gray-handed man said.
"Is he powerful?" asked the man with brown hands.
"Oh, why do you ask that?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Is there anything wrong in asking?" asked the man with brown hands.
"It's nothing wrong. It's just that it doesn't sound very reasonable to ask." The gray-handed man smiled.
The man with brown hands said to the man with gray hands: "Why don't you think it makes sense?"
"Take myself as an example, because at that time I was a tool, a tool of that nature." The gray-handed man said. "So?" the brown-hand man asked.
"So this is different." The gray-hand man said.
"I was also a tool at that time." The brown-hand man said, "I was also a tool of that nature."
"Where is he?" asked the gray-handed man.
"He is a tool user," said the brown-hand man.
The gray-handed man suddenly laughed and said, "It sounds a bit funny."
The brown-hand man said: "Isn't it? Do you think he is not a tool user?"
The man with gray hands said to the man with brown hands: "Yes. I have not denied that he is a user of tools. Besides, even if I deny it, he is still a user of tools. There is no change at all. So whether I deny it or not It won’t have much impact on the past, right?”
The man with brown hands said: "Haha, you are very determined."
The man with gray hands said to the man with brown hands: "How about asking him to use the Lord? Why don't you ask me to use the Lord?"
"Do you want to be the owner?" asked the brown-hand man.
"What kind of user is it?" asked the man with gray hands.
"The one I just mentioned is the user, and I am naturally talking about users like him." The brown-handed man said.
"I don't want to." The gray-handed man said.
The brown-hand man was silent.
"What's wrong?" asked the gray-handed man.
"I don't want to either," said the brown-hand man.
"No, why didn't you continue talking?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Didn't I say I didn't want to?" the brown-hand man said, "This counts as talking."
"You only said this after I asked you later. You didn't speak for a short period of time just now, right?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Everyone has gaps when talking, right?" the brown-handed man said, "Now I'm not like I can't stand talking without talking in succession like before. I must have been affected by something and became too abnormal."
(End of chapter)