Legend of Dream God in a Little Dream

'So, the ability to use divine power ultimately depends on that pill, and distributing it to everyone is to avoid missing out on the chosen one? ' Zeng Jun pondered, this was the furthest he could think of at the moment, because he didn't know yet that the ritual of finding the chosen one would be performed at the age of eighteen.

And what Songjun got was: he also had the blessing of dragging down one or several people among the other 1,339, because among this group of children, there would be at least one chosen one.

Of course, the chosen one might also be Zeng Jun, but Zeng Jun does not expect the strength gained by luck, nor will he wait in vain for the day of the chosen one. He wants to become stronger before that.

At the same time, Zengjun also wants to prove that being chosen by God is not the only way out. As of now, Zengjun has already proved that he has changed from two wings to four wings, which is enough to show that he can rely on exploration to break through the barrier that a person can only have one pair of wings.

Like, anything is possible.

Zeng Jun stared at the holy water. This was all he could see at the moment. As for how to follow the clues, Zeng Jun could not do it yet.

Creep~Creak~

The sound of a bed rocking was heard in the room next to Zengjun. Judging from the direction of the sound, it was coming from the man's room.

Weiwei also heard the voice and looked at Zengjun shyly. Zengjun squinted at Weiwei, as if to say: Stop it.

After about ten seconds, the creaking sound from next door completely stopped.

Click~

There was the sound of the door of the next room being opened, followed by the sound of footsteps going downwards, which gradually faded away, indicating that someone was coming downstairs.

But Zengjun didn't care. He looked at Weiwei. Weiwei's face was red and hot. She stuck out her tongue at Zengjun. The exposed tongue was covered with saliva, and some small bubbles occupied the tip of Weiwei's tongue. Those were bubbles that she brought out of her mouth with her tongue. The bubbles disappeared after a while, as if they had lost their support.

At the same time, Weiwei covered her rosy cheeks with her delicate white hands, trying to hide her inner thoughts, but the silly smile on her lips could not hide her intentions. From time to time, her eyes would steal glances at Zengjun's lips, which was the first place she wanted to attack.

Zengjun looked at Weiwei in silence. At this moment, Weiwei looked familiar yet unfamiliar in Zengjun's eyes, like an advanced version of herself after returning to the castle. If nothing unexpected happened, Weiwei would begin to show off her enchanting figure, but he didn't know whether the flat chest would be a plus or minus.

Zengjun's perspective as he looked at Weiwei began to move downwards, because Weiwei's feet were now crossed, revealing an inward-facing toe in front of Zengjun. He was just about to say: Come on, do what we should do, it's time to grow up.

Zengjun continued to remain silent, but blood was flowing from his nose. The primitive gene wanted to tell Zengjun what he should do.

Zengjun glanced at Pingyi, and while shifting his perspective, he also wanted to ask Pingyi for her opinion, "Pingyi, what do you think?"

"How about I step aside for a while?" Pingyi thought Zengjun was dissatisfied with her being here and not being able to use her fists and feet. Little did she know that Zengjun actually wanted to say: Save me~...

"Uh..." Zengjun listened to Pingyi's answer and thought to himself, 'It seems Pingyi misunderstood me.' However, Zengjun's nosebleed, if he said it was a misunderstanding, would he have to give money for others to believe it?

"Brother~We should all grow up," Weiwei said in a low voice, for no reason, because she knew Zengjun would definitely be able to hear it. As for why she spoke in a low voice, Pingyi would definitely understand, because it meant that she wanted her to avoid it first.

"No, Weiwei, how many times do you want me to tell you..." Before Zengjun could finish his words, a knock on the door interrupted what he wanted to say.

Zengjun walked towards the door, while Pingyi was flying in the air and also looking towards the door.

dong dong dong~

"Open the door, open the door!" said a man's voice.

When Zeng Jun heard the man's voice, he quickly determined that it was the voice of the man before, so he wiped the blood from his nose.

Boom~~

Zengjun opened the door and saw a man who was half a head taller than him standing in front of the door.

"Is there anything wrong?" Zeng Jun asked first. After all, who would knock on his door if there was nothing wrong?

"I just asked the store owner, and he said he sold the last bottle of holy water to you," the man said, looking at Zengjun's face, and then looked around the room. In a blink of an eye, he saw Weiwei, who looked like a princess, standing beside the bed. However, she had already put away her shy look, and only her rosy cheeks had not yet faded.

Zengjun looked at his face and said, "Yes, I do have a bottle here. Do you want to buy it?"

"No, I'm just a little thirsty and want to drink something to moisten my throat." Then he pointed at Weiwei and said, "She's so beautiful."

"Oh, I don't need it either. I'll give you the water." Zengjun didn't want to cause trouble, so as to avoid the hassle of dealing with it later.

Then Zengjun turned around and walked into the room, ready to get the bottle of water.

The man was waiting at the door tactfully. After all, he seemed to be begging from Zengjun because he didn't plan to pay...

Zengjun held the bottle of holy water in his right hand and handed it to the man, "Anything else?"

The man took the unopened magic water and said, "That beauty is quite beautiful. How about you give her a gift to me as well?" The man looked at Weiwei and asked Zengjun, because he felt that Zengjun was cowardly now, and maybe he was really afraid that if he agreed, he would get a beautiful girl for nothing.

Zengjun turned around and looked at Weiwei, trying to confirm that the beauty he had just pointed out was Weiwei, but there seemed to be no need to confirm since he couldn't see Pingyi.

However, Zengjun's turning back was to give the man a chance, just like if you know what's good for you, he would mercifully let you go.

However, the man was still waiting for Zengjun's answer, with a smile on his face. He felt that Zengjun would definitely agree, because with his position here, there was nothing he wanted but could not get. If the woman just now was not a great noble like him, he would not have been so polite to her.

However, it was obvious that his performance just now had made him lose all face.

"Is there anything else?" Zengjun's tone became sharp, as if he was using his tone to warn the man that Zengjun was not someone to be trifled with.

After hearing this, the man also felt that Zeng Jun was a little ungrateful.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Zengjun was about to turn around and close the door.

The man took the opportunity to knock Zeng Jun down with a punch from behind.

Just as he made a move, Zeng Jun stopped and looked back at him.

Just this one glance made the man sweat all over his forehead and body. He repeatedly retracted the idea of ​​a sneak attack and gasped for breath.

After seeing the gifts, the door was closed.

The man looked at the closed door, his heart still beating violently. 'Even though he has many flaws, if he had just made a move, I would have died.'

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