Legend of Dream God in a Little Dream

Zeng Jun summoned the 'Jun' sword and held it in his right hand, "Well, I'll give you the last bit of dignity. I really want to tell you that the world is big."

2 Close your eyes and open your arms, "Then you will see the world on the road and recognize yourself along the way."

"In the end, you still don't completely accept me, but I will continue to live with your share." Zengjun burned the golden fire on the sword, allowing the sword to relieve Er's pain faster.

Three seconds later, flames covered Jian's entire body, and Zengjun stabbed Er's heart with the sword.

Just before the sword was about to stab his heart, a black hand appeared on his chest, holding a sword.

The black hand flashed in Zengjun's eyes. The hand was like black mist, and it looked like a hand but it did not have the feeling of flesh.

"Hurry up, if it comes out, you will have a hard fight," he said to Zengjun in a panic. He didn't want it to hurt Zengjun.

After hearing this, Zeng Jun also hurriedly increased the strength of his right hand, and slowly pushed the sword towards Er's heart. When it pierced his chest, Zeng Jun thrust the sword completely through Er's heart with a great force.

Then, Er also knelt down weakly on the ground, lying on his side in the sand, with blood continuously flowing from his chest. Three seconds later, Er turned into many powdery particles and was carried away by the wind.

Just after Er disappeared, the sword also fell from its original position into the sand pile.

Zengjun bent down to take back his weapon, gently threw away the gravel on the sword, and the sword lay flat on the sand pile.

Zengjun picked up the sword and looked at the blade. There was nothing left on it. "I left quietly, just as I came quietly, without taking away a cloud," Zengjun said to the sword.

But Zeng Jun couldn't stop, the living had to continue, so Zeng Jun retracted his sword.

There was a loud bang in the sky.

Zeng Jun looked towards the source of the sound, and a flash of lightning appeared, followed by another loud rumbling sound in the sky.

"Is it going to rain? But this is a desert." Songjun looked at the thunder thoughtfully, this was irrational.

But after a while, rain fell from the sky and landed in the desert. The sand and gravel hit by the rain gathered together and formed a small lump, and wrapped around them were those inconspicuous little raindrops.

Zengjun stretched out his right hand and felt the rain hitting his body. It all seemed so real, reminding him that what just happened was not a dream.

Zengjun looked at the rain falling on his palms and still found it hard to believe that he was currently in the desert.

But this is real, all of this is real, the sense of touch cannot deceive oneself, and the death of Er is also real.

However, now is not the time to be sad or reflect. There are more important things waiting for Zengjun. The world needs him, or rather, he needs the world.

The rain continued to fall, but the difference was that it no longer hit Zengjun.

Zengjun raised an invisible wall around himself. The rain fell on it, but then fell to the ground in an arc.

"Hiss~, did I forget something?" Zengjun scratched his head, "Oh, Weiwei." Thinking of this, Zengjun quickly looked towards Weiwei's position.

Weiwei was also looking at Zengjun at this time. Maybe Weiwei couldn't see that person clearly, but she firmly believed in her heart that Zengjun would win.

Zengjun spread his wings and flew towards Weiwei. "The curtain can protect her from the rain, but it can't block the thunder. She must be very afraid of thunder." Thinking of this, Zengjun increased his speed.

Finally arrived at where Weiwei was.

Zengjun stood on the flat ground, retracted his wings, and looked at Weiwei in the curtain, who was now curled up.

Zengjun walked slowly towards Weiwei. Zengjun knew clearly that Weiwei was looking at him the moment before.

Zengjun walked into the tent, half squatted down, and was about to pick up Weiwei, forgetting to even shake off the rain on his body.

"Brother, I'm scared." Before Zengjun could hug Weiwei, Weiwei had already thrown herself into Zengjun's arms, holding back tears in her eyes.

Zengjun gently patted Weiwei's back and said, "Don't be afraid, brother is here, brother is here."

But a wonderful kind of family affection will become fragile because of the arrival of another person, just like if you accidentally fall and get some bruises on your knees, for the sake of face, you will just stand up slowly, simply tidy up twice, and then leave as if nothing happened.

But if the person you care about is next to you, your tears will fall out like worthless water. I try to stop them from embarrassing me, but I no longer have control. Yes, it will be embarrassing, but you will find that other people's opinions of you are no longer important, and the same goes for these scars. Everything is taken away by his/her arrival, and then you cry your eyes out.

So Weiwei hugged Zengjun tightly and didn't let go, but Weiwei didn't cry out loud. She just tried hard to suck back the sound in Zengjun's arms, like humming.

Zengjun held Weiwei in his arms, waiting for her to slowly recover.

Zengjun was waiting for Weiwei, and the hug that did not let go was Zengjun's affirmation of Weiwei.

"Is this hug love? Have you found the definition of love?" Weiwei asked with her head down.

Songjun didn't know how to answer after hearing this, "I just can't bear to see you sad? Will this make her feel that she is not that important? But, I really just care about Weiwei now, even making her smaller is because I think it's cuter."

Zengjun did not answer, but gently let go of Weiwei. This seemed to be an answer, an answer of denial.

"So, this isn't love, right?" Weiwei wiped away her tears, trying hard not to care, but she couldn't do it, she just cared a lot.

"I don't know, but I just want to hug you. I also like your naughty look." Zengjun gently stroked Weiwei's face and gave what he thought was the answer.

What is love? What is love? Zeng Jun doesn't understand now, because all the feelings now are not worthy of love. Love seems to be a very, very unique feeling, a very great one. This is what Zeng Jun thinks of love now, and the definition is very vague.

And Zengjun never seemed to have thought that love is just an ordinary emotion: we never need to prove whether he loves us or not, but to protect every day we spend with him, just as we can never define the value of a moment until it becomes a memory.

Zengjun helped Weiwei wipe the tears from her eyes, "You don't need to know what love is, I just hope you can be happy with me"

"Then how can I know how you feel about me?"

"When I find the answer, I will tell you, and now you just need to live the way you like."