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

The little girl who had just bid farewell yesterday evening was now looking at him as he approached, bouncing up to him and grabbing the hem of his clothes, yet she remained silent, only gazing up at him with an embarrassed expression.


"Eh? What are you doing here?" Pei Ye asked with a deliberate smile, "Are you inviting me for a meal? How did you know I haven't had breakfast yet?"


Li Wuyan was somewhat bewildered. She hadn't eaten either, and had rushed over impatiently to find this big brother to take her fishing. But if he had not eaten... After a moment's thought, she lowered her head and fumbled in her pocket, pulling out three pieces of candy. She hesitated for a moment, then put one piece back, and handed two pieces to him.


This was a truly fatal bribe. Pei Ye laughed as he took them, holding her little hand, "Alright then, let's go fishing. But first, we need to make a fishing rod."


Chapter 160 The Bone-Grown Blue Fan_2