Legend of Dream God in a Little Dream

"So are we still leaving tomorrow? Or should we leave earlier? They don't know everything yet," Weiwei asked naively.

Songjun pretended to think, "Hmm~, no need, their usual defense is already difficult to get out." "But since you asked me the time, you also plan to let us go, right?"

"Then should we find a place to discuss the escape plan? I think the grove we had before is pretty good," Weiwei expressed her opinion.

Well, you've been here for so long, you must have known the way out a long time ago, "No plan, just fight your way out, do you want to say goodbye to Gui Guan? You will be reluctant to leave, right?"

"No, we can't tell them this, otherwise the chances of us escaping will be even lower."

Zengjun looked at the decision she made, and it seemed that she was also seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster like him. Zengjun looked at the innocent Weiwei and touched her head. "Okay, we just need to leave. I'll buy you things in the human world when the time comes."

"Yeah, okay," Weiwei nodded and agreed. She didn't know whether Zengjun had so much money, but her purpose was to go and see the world.

"So where are we going today? I'm very familiar with this place."

Zengjun dozed off and said, "No, I need to stay alert today."

"Did I make you sleep poorly yesterday? I'm sorry."

"No, no, I just couldn't sleep because something was on my mind."

"Are you thinking about the person you are going to find?" Weiwei asked Zengjun, but she actually knew the answer.

"Well, I guess so, but before that, I will take you shopping first. I heard that girls love shopping."

"But Weiwei is already 125 years old. Most people in the world don't live past 60. In comparison, Weiwei is already very old, right?" Weiwei asked Zengjun, who was not asleep yet, while lying next to him.

"You are different. You have a childlike heart, so you will always be a little kid in my eyes."

"But you can only accompany me for more than 30 years, right? It will be over in the blink of an eye. Will we never see each other again by then?"

"..."

"You little brat, can't you say something nice? What's the harm in letting me live past 60?"

"I wish you were by my side when I wake up every day," Weiwei hurriedly said what was in her heart, for she was afraid that decades would pass in the blink of an eye, and he would no longer be around.

"You just haven't met someone better than me. Who knows, you might abandon me when the time comes," Zengjun said jokingly, but it seemed to be reality.

"No, no one will be better than you in my heart," Weiwei said quickly, fearing that Zengjun would misunderstand.

"But, you know, my future belongs to another little girl who has the same childlike innocence as you, so we..."

"Being with you is enough"

Zengjun was also at a loss. No one could tell him whether this was a joke or not. Saying "I will always be here" would only be useful if I love you.

"Well, okay, of course, I won't blame you if you choose to leave in the future."

Weiwei also believes in herself, "No, I will always be here until you don't want me anymore."

Zeng Jun was also shocked after hearing this, "I'm afraid she is really entangled with me. However, if she knew that our heaven was the culprit that caused her to be imprisoned for a hundred years, would she really still trust me like she does now?"

Of course, everything is uncertain. What if she really doesn't care?

I slept until late in the afternoon and could be considered to have had a good sleep.

Weiwei was not in the room either. "Where did she go to play? After all, if she slept for a day, she would know that only she could do it."

There were footsteps in the corridor, and then the door opened. Weiwei came in with dinner, but since there was no place to put it, she had to carry it. "Hey, dinner."

Zengjun sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the broth and side dishes on the plate. This time there were not only chopsticks but also a soup spoon.

“Have some soup first.”

Zeng Jun picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful, then ate it in the air. This was a taste he had never tasted in heaven. Zeng Jun put down the spoon and said, "It's really delicious. Is it because you added something?"

Weiwei smiled happily after seeing Zengjun drink it, which also made Zengjun feel that it tasted good because she added something.

"Not really. I took a sip for you first, using this spoon," Weiwei said, holding the plate. "Is it still tasty now?"

"It's over. I've been fooled. I was wondering how a princess could be so kind as to serve me food." "Without the princess's gift, the soup would have been much more bland. So, it tastes good." Zeng Jun also praised, "Although at least there's no weird potion in it."

Weiwei held the plate and said, "Well, can you feed me a bite? This is not too much, it's already an indirect kiss."

"Glad to help." Then Songjun also scooped a spoonful for Weiwei. "Okay, okay, you schemed against me like this. I must make you regret it after I find Bushe."

After dinner, it was our last night here, and everything went as usual.

Because Zengjun fell asleep in the morning, he couldn't sleep at night, so he started reviewing in the dream.

In the dream, he recalled everything he had learned. Waving was good, but it would take more power to perform better. With my current power, it would be difficult for him to escape if he didn't let go, right? However, I would not be content with this. If he didn't let go, I would have to prepare a way to deal with it. Either I could kill him or die here.

As he was thinking, a sword appeared in front of Zeng Jun in the illusion. It was the sword that Hua Tianyi gave him when he was six years old. The sword was stuck in the ground, and there was an inverted word "Jun" engraved on the hilt. Zeng, Jun? Is this the origin of my name?

The sword flashed in front of Zengjun, then became very small and fell into his left hand.

Zeng Jun looked at the sword in his hand and urged his magic power to the sword. The sword immediately became a little bigger and spun at a high speed in the palm of Zeng Jun's hand. "Is this also a way to test my ability?"

The pair of wings that grew when he could fly also appeared on Zengjun's back. It is said that only those with extraordinary talents can grow their first pair of wings, and they can only grow one pair. If you want to have more, the fastest and most effective way is to become the Chosen One, right? After all, as long as you are eighteen years old, if you are chosen by the Chosen One, you can directly be given one or two pairs of wings, and your strength will be greatly increased by then. "It's really something you get for nothing."

Zengjun looked at his wings. They were gray, just like the feathers of a crow on earth, gray with black, but the black was colorful.

Zeng Jun took back his wings and the Sword of Jun. "Who cares? I don't want to just wait for the day of the Chosen One. Before that, I have to become stronger. If the old man in the temple is right and I will become an enemy of the heavens, then strength will be the key to my escape. But, what is the cause of the so-called enemy?"