When everyone was far away from the two Iron Cang people, the pale-faced man asked, "Can I ask them what I mean?"

The people in Tiecang nodded and said it was OK.

The person with a pale face is not at all unscrupulous at this moment, but he does not feel that things are as dangerous as others say.

He walked up to the two men and said, "The others raised their heads and stood up, and you are the only ones left."

The two people seemed to have not heard it, and they were still the same as before.

The man with a pale face walked closer to them, amplified his voice and asked, "Can you hear me talking?"

The two of them still have not changed.

He drew out the sword on his waist, stood back, and quickly patted the two people on the shoulders at one time with the sword, then ran away quickly and put the sword into the sheath.

The moment the sword touched the shoulder, they all moved suddenly as if they were extremely stimulating.

Just as they moved, the crying actually disappeared.

Some of the Tiecang people communicated with other Tiecang people with eyes, while others continued to stare at the two people.

The two men slowly raised their heads and looked around.

At this time, the pale-faced people were far away from them, and the sword had already been put into the scabbard, as if it had never been drawn.

The moment the two men raised their heads, they didn't look at the pale-faced man. They all seemed to wake up from their dreams.

The other Iron Cang people looked at the two people and found that the tears on their faces had not dried yet and their eyes were red.

The man wearing a small gray hat was not only that, but his face and nose were also red, which gave people the feeling that he had cried with his head down before.

The other person's nose was not red, but his eyes were already swollen from crying. In addition, there were several cracks in his cuffs.

The man who had held the rope in his hand before and had put it away later remembered that when he was walking on the road, the man's cuff had not cracked these holes, so he said to the person next to him in a low voice: "He should have torn his cuffs by himself, but what did he do to tear his cuffs?"

"I don't know."

"Ask."

"Wait and see what the situation is before deciding whether to ask." The man who had held the rope in his hand before and had put it away later said.

While these two people were saying these words, the man with long eyebrows was saying to the person next to him in a very low voice: "The crying is gone. Look at their appearance, it seems that they are really making it! What's wrong with them?"

"It's so scary!" said a person next to him, "What did they cry just now?"

"I can't figure it out." said the man with long eyebrows, "What's even more strange is why when the two of them looked up, even the crying sounds from the yellow sand disappeared?"

"It's incredible!"

Some of the others were talking about strange situations, while others were thinking quietly.

Just as someone was talking and thinking, the man wearing a small gray hat and the man with several cracks in his cuffs looked at the others blankly and looked at the yellow sand.

The man wearing a small gray hat said while looking, "What's going on?"

The pale-faced man said, "What were you doing just now?"

"We?" said the man wearing a small gray hat with a blank expression.

After saying that, he looked at the person whose cuffs had several cracks, and found that the other party was also looking at him blankly. He wanted to chat with more like-minded people about "Iron Snow Clouds and Smoke", follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a friend~
Chapter completed!