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 laughed airily, "You really leave one speechless."


Pei Ye was puzzled, just as the woman's sincerity had caused him to frown in thought the morning after drinking that night; he didn't know where her sense of "ritual" came from—he had met her the day he was released from prison, after all. Did he really need a "truly first meeting" moment with each friend?


Glancing over and noticing she remained silent, and unable to tell if she was angry from her cheek, Pei Ye tried to change the subject, "So, now that your wish is fulfilled, what are you planning to do next?"


"It wasn't my wish, it was Sister Sisi's wish," the woman clearly didn't have much of a mood, already thinking about something else at this time.


"I said, it was Sister Sisi's wish when she was fifteen," Xu Chuo said, "Back then, I followed her, believing together. But she stopped at that age, while I didn't."


"And your wish?" Pei Ye was slightly startled, "What do you want to do?"


Chapter 142 Discussion under the Pine Tree_2