Legend of Dream God in a Little Dream

Zhao Yi paused for a moment, and Zeng Jun also asked curiously, "Then what?"

"I thought, oh, yes, and in his description, it has sharp teeth, walks on four legs, has very well-developed muscles, and can even climb trees and swim."

Zhao Yi suddenly coughed twice to heighten the atmosphere, and then continued, "According to that person, there is a word '王' carved on its forehead. When others heard this, they thought he was terrified. How could there be such a strange animal? It seemed that he thought everything he had made up before was reasonable, as if this word '王' had exposed him."

"What was his ending? That person's..." Zeng Jun put away his sword and turned to ask Zhao Yi.

"He was thought to be a lunatic and thrown into the streets, and then gradually he really went crazy. However, people who survived like him later proved that what he said was right, that he was not crazy at the time, and in the end he was still wandering."

"And then what?"

Zhao Yi rode his horse and looked at the road. "Then, this shocked the army, and then they sent a thousand people to catch this creature. After that, the image of the tiger was gradually announced to the world."

Songjun put down his sword, like a child listening to a fairy tale, "And then? And then? What does it represent?"

Zhao Yi reached out for the sword, and Zengjun handed it to him directly.

Zhao Yi opened the sword and observed it carefully. "Except for not being able to fly, it is almost perfect, so people hope to add wings to it to achieve perfection, such as adding wings to a tiger, which means to make it stronger."

Zhao Yiba returned the sword to Zengjun and said, "It suits you very well."

Zengjun took the sword, and the weight of the sword became even heavier.

Zengjun just casually put the sword aside. In Zhao Yi's eyes, that was a waste of a natural gift. However, he was also very calm. After all, the sword did not belong to him. According to his understanding, if he asked Zengjun for the sword, Zengjun might just give it to him directly.

Zhao turned around and stopped thinking about it. He blamed himself in his heart, "How could I think about such a thing? Even if he really gave it to me, I couldn't accept it. I'm not worthy of it now. What's more, there's a tiger pattern engraved inside. I'm not worthy of it."

Songjun lay down and went to sleep. Bumpy? That was better than being bored. But after lying down for a while, Songjun got up. He couldn't fall asleep at all...

Zengjun was also helpless, so he jumped off the carriage, walked on the road, and stepped on the ground, which made him feel solid, and every step was so real.

I arrived at a new town, which was not far from the previous town, but was completely opposite.

The dilapidated houses, the flooded roads, the sparse flow of people, every feature tells of the poverty here.

Even the passing teams like Zengjun were unwilling to stay for long.

Pedestrians on the road watched the team passing by, and both sides were conveying signals that there was food to be robbed on the other side, and there was food to be protected on this side.

However, there is no food at the moment, so they are not willing to risk their lives for some horses.

They also passed quickly.

Fei Yu rode over and said, "Come back later, there will definitely be a conflict here."

Zengjun simply replied "Yeah", because he came to inform Zengjun to be ready by then, but Zengjun was still thinking about whether he should kill or not. Even though everyone in the team and Zengjun's judgment told him that he should kill, only his conscience told him that he shouldn't kill.

Yes, we all have no choice, you, him, and me.

The sky became gloomy.

The place we are passing through is relatively narrow, with cliffs on both sides.

Zeng Jun sat back in the carriage and looked at the gray scenery around him. He lowered his head and said, "Is there any need to think about it? He wouldn't believe it even if there were no bandits."

Zhao Yi and Fei Yu both agreed.

But just like the previous town, there has been no conflict yet. After all, it is a conflict, so why not choose the one that benefits more.

Finally, they arrived at the destination when it was dark. Zengjun opened the map and saw, "Yes, this is it."

Then the door of the inn opened, welcoming them with a warm look on their faces.

After having a good meal and drink in this big inn, everyone went into their rooms to rest.

Zengjun heard their message on his way back to his room.

The innkeeper was discussing business with the leader of the team.

"According to the grain transportation rules, we will deduct one-fifth, that is, fifty bags. You will have to transport the remaining two hundred bags to the front line."

"Well, we have no objection to this, but please don't adulterate the food you give us."

"That's nature, that's nature"

Zengjun was too lazy to listen any further. It didn't have much impact on him. At most, when others fell to the ground after eating, Zengjun would just fall down as well, and that would be enough. Besides, they would probably just chat about some trivial things, so he might as well go back to sleep.

Opening his own room, "Yes, a single room, not bad, not bad. By the way, Brother Zhao, what do you want to talk to me about so late at night?"

Zhao Yi also came out from behind him, "Did you hear me walking so quietly?"

Zengjun also replied speechlessly, "I didn't hear it, but I'm not blind..."

"Forehead……"

Zengjun motioned for him to come in and said, "Let's talk inside?"

Zhao Yi also refused, "No, Brother Zeng, I think I will fight twice tomorrow, so please don't be soft-hearted then."

Zengjun pondered over this sentence. It was like it was telling Zengjun, I know you have a kind heart, but you shouldn't make a mistake at this time.

Zengjun was silent for a moment, said "sorry", and then went into the room and prepared to close the door.

At the last moment when the door was closed, one could only faintly hear Zhao Yi say "OK". The divine power was also telling Zeng Jun that he had indeed just said these two words and then left. There was not even any sign of him outside the door. It seemed that he had gone back to his room to rest.

Zengjun also slept naked on the bed. After all, if he made the bed dirty, he might get another bag of clothes. As for why he didn't wash them, Zengjun looked at the people here. Clothes were difficult to wash. So, peeling off some of them? What's the difference between this and not washing them...

The next morning, Zengjun got dressed and walked out of the room.

There was no trace of Brother Zhao's presence, and then he strengthened his range sensing and ran outside.

Zengjun walked out. Even though his clothes and pants were dirty, his hands and his heart were still clean.

With his hands in his pockets, he came to a position not far behind Zhao Yi, sat cross-legged on the ground, and watched Zhao Yi training vigorously.

Zengjun watched Zhao Yi practicing a small part of the shooting skills he had learned from Yue Tiankuo, and he just watched quietly, watched quietly.

Zhao Yi also saw Zeng Jun soon after, but he did not stop and continued to practice the difficult spear technique. It would take a long time and talent to master it even with divine power, let alone an ordinary person without divine power.

Zeng Jun stared at Zhao Yi who was practicing hard. How should he put it? Zeng Jun also knew that it was not realistic for Zhao Yi to succeed in his training. He could perform certain moves, but he did not have the attack power that came with divine power.