Legend of Dream God in a Little Dream

"Okay, if you wait too long I can go in early to help you," Weiwei said in a compromising manner.

"Okay," Zengjun said and walked inside.

As soon as I walked in, Weiwei followed.

Zengjun also felt that Weiwei was following him, "... Never mind, it's good enough that she has this intention."

After turning a few corners, Zengjun finally arrived at the core part.

As soon as Zengjun came in, he saw a man enjoying delicious food with his back to him, and next to him were pools of blood, proclaiming his actions.

Zengjun looked at him.

His right hand was currently unloading food, but he stopped as he had sensed someone behind him. However, he was not panicking as eating was more important.

He held the food in his right hand and extended it behind him, as if telling Zengjun, please eat.

He paused for a while, and when he felt that Zeng Jun didn't react at all, he withdrew his hand and chewed it bite by bite. The blood in his hand flowed out and dripped onto the ground.

Weiwei also saw it, and it made her a little scared. Although Weiwei had eaten raw meat before, this was not animal meat, but human meat, so she would naturally be afraid.

Weiwei walked quietly to Zengjun's side.

Zengjun put his hands in front of Weiwei's eyes to block what she saw, the less the better.

After a while, he finally finished his meal. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve, as if it was his meal-ending ritual. Then, the blood on the ground began to float and all flowed into his mouth.

After he had finished eating.

He finally turned around and faced Zengjun.

His face appeared in front of Zengjun.

"61? Why?" The voice was neither loud nor soft, and it asked him with a calm and puzzled tone.

Weiwei pressed down Zengjun's hand, and also wanted to see the true face of one of the sources of desert cholera.

"Long time no see" He put his hands behind his waist and said, "Gift you all"

I don't know what kind of emotion I should express when meeting old friends in this way. The comrades who once fought against the demons together have now become enemies. What's more ironic is that the enemies bring their former enemies to fight against me, which makes me feel ridiculous.

Er pointed at Weiwei and said, "She is from the demon tribe, right? Have you forgotten that we once fought against the demon tribe together? Now you bring a demon tribe to fight against me. What? Are you fickle?"

"She is different," Zeng Jun denied what he said.

"She is different?" Er raised his voice a little. "She is different? Ahahahaha." Then he clenched his right hand. "What's the difference? They all have the blood of the demons."

"You deny her because of the blood? Then wouldn't you have become like this now if you had the blood of God?" Zeng Jun asked back.

"If it weren't for these damn demons, Zhao Yi wouldn't have died, and you wouldn't have left."

When Zengjun heard the name Zhao Yi, he understood that the person who had accompanied him before was called Zhao Yi.

"If you want to calculate it that way, why didn't you include the person who pushed me?"

Er picked up the tiger-patterned sword stuck in the ground, held it in his right hand, and touched the blade with his left hand. "I killed him for you, and I used this sword."

Zengjun looked at the sword in Er's hand and asked, "Where's the scabbard?"

"I forgot to take it, and I couldn't find it when I went back, so I could only capture some people and eat them to vent my anger," Er said with a smile, not feeling that he had done anything wrong.

Zengjun took out the tiger-patterned scabbard, which Feiyu had returned to Zengjun at the time, and said that it belonged to Zengjun. Zengjun then threw the scabbard to Er.

Er took the scabbard with his left hand and put the sword back to where it belonged, because now he still wanted to chat with Zengjun.

"Didn't you guard the city wall after I left? What about those extra bones?" Zengjun found a piece of ground, wiped it briefly and sat on it, letting Weiwei sit on his right leg.

"Those bones were also killed by me." Er laughed madly, expressing his dissatisfaction with Zengjun's departure.

Zeng Jun blinked and looked at Er's smug smile, "If it was just for me, you would have no reason to kill so many innocent people."

"Of course it's not just for you, but also for my own selfish reasons. You have no idea how fun it is to kill these creatures. They will desperately beg you for mercy before they die until you kill them completely," Erye sat down and said.

"Including the one just now?" Zengjun was referring to the food he had not long ago.

"Yes, what was his last words? It seemed to be, please let me go." Er put the sword aside and laughed.

"You are absolutely crazy, I have never seen you like this before," Zengjun said in a low voice.

"I'm not crazy, I just see the world differently from you, hahahahaha"

"Aren't you afraid of retribution?" Zengjun continued to ask in a low voice.

"Retribution?" Er asked Zengjun doubtfully.

"Retribution? Retribution? Hahahaha, do you know? Even the Chosen One didn't choose to save you after he came to the rescue. You're the only one among your comrades who still cares about you. I'm asking for retribution?"

"The Chosen One? A six-winged person?"

"Hmm~~? Have you seen it?"

"No, I just discovered his scent by chance."

"You know, he was so powerful at that time, his aura alone could pin me to the ground and make me unable to move."

"So, you do these bad things, aren't you afraid that he will come to trouble you?"

"You wouldn't believe me if I said I wasn't afraid, so of course I am afraid."

"Then how dare you kill so wantonly?"

"Hey, look, I'm still alive and well. If he really cared about me, I wouldn't be alive today."

"…So, you really don't feel any burden in doing all this?"

"No, and there shouldn't be." Er looked at Zeng Jun, "So, you are a representative sent by justice? Are you here to kill me, a pitiful little villain like you?"

"What do you mean? Am I as pitiful as you?" Zeng Jun asked him puzzledly.

"We are all pathetic. We are just tools for others to use and then be thrown away."

"Aren't you yourself? Why do you say you are someone else's tool? Who is using you and me?" Zengjun asked Er. Zengjun didn't understand the meaning of these words.

2. Looking at his own hands, "This body belongs to me, but it also belongs to more than just me"

"What do you mean?"

“It doesn’t just live for me”

"Then what about exploitation?" Zeng Jun cared more about this, but it also proved that others only cared about what he wanted to care about and only listened to what he wanted to hear. It was as if I didn't acknowledge this problem and it wouldn't exist.

"Look, you wouldn't want to kill me for no reason, right?"

“Well, if you don’t know, you won’t.”

"So, the person who asked you to kill me is just using you, right?"

"But..." Zengjun was about to explain when Er interrupted him.

"But he will say this is a test for you, right?" Er asked Zengjun.

"Yes, your majesty said that. What you said doesn't mean anything."