Legend of Dream God in a Little Dream

Chapter 342: Just ordinary "restraint" for others

"No, the sword is hidden very deep, and compared with the golden sword, it looks so ordinary," Ping Yi shook her head.

"Then why do you think that sword is so important? Maybe it's just placed there? After all, it doesn't matter where you store things, right?" Jue asked back.

"At first, I had the same idea as Sister Jue, but when I saw the words engraved on the sword, I concluded that this sword was special to its owner," Ping Yi expressed her point of view.

"Isn't it just engraving a word? It makes the weapon more handsome. Aren't handsome and gorgeous moves what young people love?" Jue said uprightly.

"The word engraved on it is 'Jun', the second name of the owner," Ping Yi said.

"'Equal'? It's quite common. Carving part of your own name to declare your sovereignty does seem a bit pretentious," Jue expressed his opinion.

"Then Sister Jue, do you still remember the master's self-introduction?" Ping Yi turned around and looked at Jue who had her back to her.

'Zengjun's self-introduction? :Zengjun, give and get, balanced Jun' Jue recalled.

"You mean, the words engraved on the sword refer to the balance that Zengjun pursues?" Jue asked tentatively.

"The word 'Jun' in his hand is upside down. Only when he holds the sword will the word 'Jun' become upright," Ping Yi said.

"So, this young man thinks that when he holds the sword, it represents balance and cuts off what he thinks is injustice? And he is looking for wings for the arrival of that day..." Jue said with sudden enlightenment.

"Yes, this is one of the reasons why I chose my master. He is really working hard to become stronger. I still remember asking him how much he was willing to pay to become stronger," Ping Yi flew to Jue's right shoulder and said.

"Oh? Then how did he reply?" Jueyou asked, turning his head slightly.

"The master said that everything he wants to protect cannot be paid for, and he alone is willing to pay everything for it." Pingyi said that Zengjun still had some words that he hadn't said, but these were what Zengjun was currently doing.

"Slow down~" Pingyi said to herself while sitting on Jue's shoulder.

"What?" Jue turned around and looked at the two trees nearby.

"That day will come," Ping Yi said.

What does the day that Pingyi mentioned mean?

From Pingyi's perspective, it was a duel with the one behind the scenes in heaven, the source of everything: Wuxiao.

For Zeng Jun, it is the day of reckoning in heaven. When the time comes, will Zeng Jun stand up against this inhumane atrocities, or will he remain silent?

For Jue now, the day that will come one day later is the day when Zengjun leaves here. On that day, if nothing unexpected happens, Jue will hardly see Pingyi again.

However, separation is for a better reunion. If there really comes a day when we never see each other again, we might as well forget each other.

However, the cost of the future is difficult to predict, and what kind of fate will await Zengjun in the near future?

Everything will end one day, sooner or later, but that is why we should cherish every day.

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"Actually, there's no need to do that. I really don't want to have afternoon tea or something with you guys," Zengjun said to the two of them.

"Well, my sister and I both believe it," Nao said.

"Well, my sister and I both believe it," said Youli.

However, they have no intention of changing.

"…What is this…" Zengjun was silent, "Is this the extent of my integrity?"

Of course not, it was just Tomori and Nao for stability. After all, they were both four-wingers, so it would take some time to chase them.

Zengjun had no choice but to follow them quietly. There was no other way, he had to get back the lost credit points.

After a while, Youli brought Zengjun to a large grassland, on which was a round crystal table with the same chairs.

The table was filled with drinks but no food. It might be because of what Jue said before, that only mortals eat.

However, drinks are drinks and have nothing to do with food. At least that’s what Youli and the others think.

Everyone was invited to take a seat.

Nao sat on the right side of Sojun and handed Sojun a glass of orange juice made from a rugged crystal stone.

Zengjun looked at the orange juice in front of him, in which there were pills floating that had not yet completely melted.

"Um, what is the medicine in here?" Zengjun asked, holding the orange juice in front of his eyes with his right hand.

"Those that strengthen the body, according to what Sister Jue meant, should be called tonics," Nao explained.

Songjun was too embarrassed to smell it, but he had to think twice about whether to drink it or not. After all, this orange juice looked wrong, and it was bubbling.

The orange juice was emitting some grayish bubbles, and anyone who looked at it fell silent.

Seeing that Sojun was hesitating whether to drink it or not, Nao touched the coconut juice in front of her with the orange juice in Sojun's hand. The smell of coconut milk wafted through the noses of Nao and Sojun, which was probably used to reduce the odor in Sojun's cup.

Seeing this, Youli also clinked the watermelon juice in the many cups in front of him into Zengjun's cup.

"Come on, let's do it," Tomoki and Nao said in unison.

There was no choice but to give this gift, after all, it would be completely impolite not to drink it.

Zengjun looked at the orange juice in his hand. It should not be considered orange juice, but a pill made from melted pills made from a variety of high-quality herbs.

So, in fact, the orange juice in Sojun's cup is real orange juice, a real tonic, just as Tomori and Nao said before, it is a tonic.

It's just that the added supplements may be a little too much, which causes the taste to be a bit strange. It's like pouring orange juice, watermelon juice, tangerine juice, etc. into a glass of apple juice. After mixing multiple things, naturally the original apple juice doesn't taste like apple juice.

Seeing this, Zeng Jun couldn't refuse anymore. As for whether there were any problems or not, Zeng Jun was not really afraid. After all, he had survived the unknown potion that Zheng Xian had mixed with many different potions.

So, Zengjun directly raised the orange juice in his hand, drank it all, and then placed the cup gently on the table.

And the moment it was put on, two streams of blood flowed out of Zengjun's nose.

"Here, cloth." Nao handed over a piece of fine cloth and gave it to Zengjun to wipe his nosebleed.

Zeng Jun wiped the blood from his nose with a cloth. It was obvious that he understood at this moment, "It's not that something strange was injected, but that it was too nutritious... My body couldn't hold it..."

The feeling of nourishment is like mixing seahorse, ginseng and other tonic foods together, and then drinking a bowl of concentrated tonic soup.

(Note: It doesn’t matter if you haven’t eaten ginseng. I haven’t eaten it either. It’s just a metaphor, woo woo woo~)

Sweat began to appear on Zengjun's forehead, which was a sign that the body was expelling heat. Soon Zengjun's clothes were soaked.