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

Xu Chuo sat very close, as Pei Ye carefully huddled the warmth of the flame, his head in the fire appearing charred and dry as if rapidly living out its entire life.


Pei Ye stood silently behind her, watching the remnants of the snow around them melting into water stains.


"Thank you, Pei Ye," Xu Chuo suddenly said.


"It's nothing," Pei Ye was slightly startled, "I was going to kill him anyway."


"It's not that," Xu Chuo said, "I mean, thank you for helping me fulfill my and Sister Sisi's wish... It's been ten years."


"You sit down too." Xu Chuo turned back and smiled, patting the ground beside her, "This stone can be shared with you for the moment."


Chapter 142: Discussing Under the Pine Tree