Inner Demons

Zhao Sheng didn’t sleep for long this time–just a quarter of an hour.

After another quarter of an hour, Li Guang came back alone. Li Guang is Zhao Sheng’s “Old Brother”. Therefore, when he came back, he pushed the door and came in—the action was very light, as if he was worried about waking Zhao Sheng.

Perhaps it was really because of this thought. When he walked in and found that Zhao Sheng was not asleep, but instead opened his eyes and stared at himself, he was shocked: “big Brother, this is—”

But I swallowed it halfway through.

Because I have already seen that Zhao Sheng is completely different from two quarters ago.

The previous Zhao Sheng was bloodstained, and even if there was some imposing manner, he was forced by sorrow and pain-it was an imposing manner of Stranded Beast’s Struggle.

But now Zhao Sheng, the blood on his body is gone. He straightened his upper body and sat on the back of the case. The black and strong tendons on his body were as hard as iron lumps, and there was no trace of scars. He looked like he had just slept for four or five hours, his face was not tired. A pair of eyes shine brightly, staring straight at me…

No, it’s not staring at me–but thinking about something and getting absorbed.

——What is going on here? !

Li Guang stared wide-eyed in surprise, and became a little stuttered: “I don’t worry about the big brother…so come back and look at it–big brother you are…why is the injury gone?!”

After a while, Zhao Shengcai slowly turned his eyes to look at Li Guang-staring at him for a while, suddenly opened the mouth and said: “The Dragon King just now in Weishui gave me a dream.”

Li Guang let out a blank “Ah”.

Zhao Sheng continued to say solemnly: “The Dragon King said that I was the emperor of True Dragon. The emperor of True Dragon… He also said that he came out only after the turmoil in the city last night…”

He was paused. Suddenly he lowered his face, clenched his fist and smashed it lightly on the table: “Is it fateful to say so?!”

“My wife and mother died at the mouth of Demon…Is it fateful. “

Li Guang seemed a little silly to hear him. He blinked and tentatively called Zhao Sheng: “Big brother, what are you talking about?”

Zhao Sheng lifts the head again. All of the blasting light in his eyes just now has disappeared-all are restrained in the body. His imposing manner has changed again.

Only the brilliance of overbearing, now it has become a calm General style.

“Look at my injury.” Zhao Sheng stood up, “This is the proof that the dragon king entrusted to me — I have Deity to help me! I am the True Dragon emperor!”

Two quarters of an hour ago, Zhao Sheng was still worried, planning to cut off one’s means of retreat and fight to the death. Two quarters later, this Zhao Sheng suddenly became full of confidence because of a dream-this looked very strange in Li Guang’s eyes. But it’s not just the situation, but also the people.

Li Guang has never seen Zhao Sheng like this before—the former Zhao Sheng was a famous person in Rongcheng, has several points of heroism. But after all, it is an ordinary person that’s all.

But now, Zhao Sheng has made him feel a little strange for no reason, as if he suddenly became a person on the top of a mountain or the horizon—a bit far away.

He really didn’t know if it was good or bad. Because this change is coming too fast.

I don’t know what Zhao Sheng said about “Dragon King’s Dream”.

They are people who live with Demon. Many people have seen Demon with their own eyes-and the Demons call themselves “Masters”. So unlike people elsewhere who have romantic fantasies about Divine Immortal monsters, Yu Guoren is more aware of what those who call themselves “Spiritual God” are.

For example, when I heard that there was a Spiritual God in Qing Dynasty somewhere, people would think that maybe it was a meek and kind God. However, if there is any Spiritual God manifestation in Yu Guo, people will avoid it as a single thought-knowing that it is probably Demon’s.

So this Li Guang stared at Zhao Sheng for a while, and he hesitated and said, “Big brother, maybe it’s the martial art you practiced–the big brother didn’t tell me earlier, Is your kung fu passed by a passing expert and unfathomable? Maybe your martial arts has any key to be forced out at a critical moment. So now…”

He was paused and sighed: “big brother Don’t you know what those gods are? Why are we here today?”

Zhao Sheng didn’t listen to him. He only frowned and said: “Never will.”

He waved his hand, as if to sweep away some thoughts, and repeated it again: “Never. The dream given to me What the Dragon King said is true-they did not die in vain, but my time has come-not to be killed…”

He said these words and slowly sat back. On the chair, browse tightly knit, as if angry with myself. It’s like falling into some kind of paranoid mood.

Li Guangwei was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly understood why Zhao Sheng was like this now. Maybe he doesn’t care about the “True Dragon emperor” as he himself shows. It’s just… his wife and mother are dead-if their deaths can be worthwhile, instead of “just so casually torn alive by a Demon”, this will be more acceptable.

But he didn’t know that Zhao Sheng himself was not clear about this.

So he tried to persuade him again: “Big brother, you are tired just now, and you have that dream. It is better to believe in our own kung fu than to talk about Spiritual God Demon–“

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Zhao Sheng suddenly lifts the head and looked at him: “What kind of kung fu!”

He paused: “Do you really know what kind of kung fu I am practicing! How did I tell you? !”

Li Guang was stunned again. After a while, he said, “The big brother used to say that when I was a teenager-more than 30 years ago-I met a middle-aged man with a black clothed black blade passing through Rongcheng, passing on your martial arts and then riding a dark horse. Huh?”

After hearing what he said, Zhao Sheng snorted bitterly: “It’s true that there was that person and that. Hey, but you know what he passed to me is What?”

“The man pointed me a few days, but only taught me what mentality. I taught me what mentality, but he always told me to “enlighten” by myself-a year of effort For ten months I went to’enlightenment’ by myself, and for the other two months, I told him to listen to him!”

“After that person is gone, how did you teach me True Martial art? Later, I found some Martial Masters in private to ask questions about the routines, and I slowly thought about it to get the ability that I am now! How can I talk about these things? After all, it’s better to have a reputation as a teacher-you say now This pain in my body is cured by what kind of effort—absolutely impossible!”

Li Guangke never thought that Zhao Sheng had such a hidden feeling in his body, blinking speechless.

Seeing that he was speechless, Zhao Sheng lowered his head in uneasy interest. After a moment of silence, he raised his eyes to look at Li Guang: “I know what you are worrying about. But now no matter what you believe or not, the arrow is already on the string, and there must be a tactic. You have always been careful in doing things, and there are just too many people. I can’t ask you if I’m confused. Now I’ll ask you again-what do you think is our chance of winning if we do this?”