Parrot Bites Tongue

Mysterious and curious swords scattered across the earth, waiting for their world-renowned Sword Masters.
Who can comprehend the miraculous skill that has been passed down from millennia?
The city of Chang'an hides those who carry the power of fire and sun, the central plains house giant decaying millennial families, the wild warriors of the Northern Territory silently sharpen their blades, the dance of deceit and cunning occurs among the southern kingdoms...
Above the lofty tranquility, a pair of world-dominating gray eyes are slowly opening.
Pei Ye raises his head, pulling the Longsword from his stomach: "Immortal Lord of the True Dragon Taiyi... let's see, who is whose prey."

The Lord who use immortals as food

"And there's the Sun Swallowing Society too," Pei Ye said, "Do you remember? It was they who exposed the traces of Happy Death Tower at Qi Yun Trade Union, allowing us to discover the connection between Zhushi Sect and Happy Death Tower here—"


Pei Ye suddenly paused, feeling that something was amiss, but he couldn't pinpoint it.


The bright and intricate luminescent white formation came into view, followed by the sound of measured, squelching footsteps from a young girl.


Pei Ye turned around to see Li Piaoqing, who was holding the Despair Sword on her back and hopping towards him. When she noticed him turning around, she looked up and flashed a sweet smile.


For some reason, his silhouette suddenly put her in such a good mood. The girl cooed, "I'm a little rabbit."


"...I think you're more like a green locust."


Chapter 220: Return of the People_3