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

"Mr. Pei, feel free to ask your questions." Zhao Cheng instructed, then turned his head and said, "Zhang Jingbi! Bear in mind, if there is any part that isn't completely true, your punishment will be increased by one degree!"


In truth, there was no need for his threats. The youth's face was already as pale as his lips, like a quail shivering in the rain, showing no possibility of stubborn resistance.


To a young man who had grown up doted on by his mother, this was indeed a cruel aspect of sect life he had never encountered.


Pei Ye quietly watched him and gently said, "Don't be afraid, just tell the truth — you didn't intend to harm Yan Caiyue, did you?"


"...I, I wanted to defeat him," Zhang Jingbi said somewhat helplessly, his voice low and slightly sobbing, "It's, it's my fault..."


Pei Ye couldn't help but smile slightly, "Did you want to injure him?"


Chapter 240 Demon Sword Talk_3