Zhang Chengke doesn't feel stupid at all. On the contrary, he thinks he is very beautiful, if not for this.

How can he escape from that place easily? What's more, his original purpose is to stay in that place all the time, which is not good for him.

"Well, you can rest assured that I have a sense of propriety in this matter, and Lei Yinglun has said that when the efficacy of this pill is gone, my skill will naturally recover, and I won't be so weak as my heart. Just wait patiently for a while."

"How long does it take to wait patiently? How can you be so sure that he won't cheat you? If it's a lifetime and a half, what can you do? You can't be like this all the time. "

"It's impossible. No matter how effective it is, it can't eat away all my power. At most, it can only absorb one third of my power. It can't be any better. It will naturally recover my power at that time. Don't worry."

Zhang Cheng said so sure, what else can Li SHIMENG say? He just felt that he was a man in the demon world.

I believe it, but she has no way to help him. After all, Li SHIMENG is just an ordinary person.

"Well, you just know it in your heart. If there is any accident because of this, don't cry at that time."

Li SHIMENG is a typical person with a hard mouth and a soft heart. Zhang Cheng nodded with a smile:

"OK, OK, you can rest assured that I will never let myself have an accident. Besides, I am not willing to have an accident with you."

Ah There is really no way, Li SHIMENG sighed helplessly.

Because he felt too weak, Li SHIMENG helped Zhang Cheng back to his room to have a rest.

Seeing that Zhang Cheng was supposed to be asleep, Li SHIMENG went out and planned to make some nutritious porridge for him to drink. Otherwise, he would be hungry when he woke up, and her carefulness was incomparable.

Zhang Cheng didn't sleep at all, and a lot of cold sweat came out on his forehead, which covered his forehead.

And his expression seems not too good, has been frowning and desperately shaking his head.

Zhang Cheng actually feels that he has entered a dream. He can clearly feel that it is a dream, but he can't come out.

He found that he appeared in an ancient battlefield. Well, this is definitely not an ordinary war, because there are gods and demons.

These three are obviously distributed into two major forces, and Zhang Cheng, who is standing in the hand of the divine world, is even more surprised.

Because that person is the portrait he saw in Lei Yinglun's study, the God of war.

As for the people led by the demons, they are not small people. They both look at each other.

It wasn't long before the war started directly in the sound of the horn. The God of war was really invincible. The place he passed by was covered with blood, and his face was stained with blood. He looked like a Shura coming back from hell.

When seeing this picture, Zhang Cheng has to admit that he can't help shaking. He never expected to see such a scene. What's the matter.

And this battlefield is familiar and strange to Zhang Cheng, especially the God of war.

Suddenly, he stabbed the artifact into a demon's chest and abdomen. His eyes were full of anger. He looked at him as if he could see him. Zhang Cheng was even more frightened.

What kind of eyes are these? His eyes are red, but with some silver. There is only numb killing in his eyes. It's frightening to see him. He deserves the title of God of war.

Zhang Cheng thought that when he really found himself, the man waved towards him again.

Zhang Cheng was immediately forced to move, and felt a sense of pressure. When he came back, he found that his artifact had just passed through him and killed another demon.

Only then did Zhang Cheng realize that he might have had an illusion. He didn't see himself. He wasn't in the battlefield. It was just a dream of him.

It's really just a dream. He hypnotizes himself in his heart and can't wait to leave here.

"Kill..."

All kinds of voices are pouring in, which makes people feel numb.

Zhang Cheng felt that he couldn't stand it, but he found that he couldn't leave this dream with his own ideas. In the end, he watched the war from the beginning to the end.

Zhang Cheng's pupil couldn't help but enlarge. At last, he woke up in the next moment, with a cold sweat on his forehead, while Li SHIMENG was sitting beside him.

He breathed, feeling as if he had just suffocated. Li SHIMENG wiped his sweat with a tissue beside him."What's the matter? Did you have a nightmare? " Li SHIMENG immediately inquired with concern.

Looking at the concern in her eyes, Zhang Cheng was stunned for several seconds before he responded. He took the paper towel from his hand and helped himself wipe sweat.

"I just had a nightmare?" His mouth murmured, and he didn't know whether he was talking to himself or to Li SHIMENG beside him, but when she heard it, she also answered him:

"yes, I just cooked porridge for you. As soon as I brought it up, I saw that you seemed to be tortured by nightmares. You were sweating all the time, and I couldn't wake you up."

But Zhang Cheng looked over, but there were some trances. It was really just a silence.

But for Zhang chenglai, it's not true, especially the feeling that the God of war brings to him is unprecedented, which makes him feel that it is him.

This kind of inexplicable feeling is really speechless and can't be explained. It will only make people laugh. Zhang Cheng doesn't know how to say it. He is silent for a moment, and finally he doesn't say anything.

"Well, since it's a nightmare, let it go. You'd better have a good rest first. By the way, I've cooked porridge for you. Do you want to have some peace first?"

"Good." Zhang Cheng answered in a trance. It turned out to be a nightmare. Let him go. But in the nightmare, the God of war's eyes were full of tears. He didn't seem to be able to see through. Later, Li SHIMENG was feeding Zhang Cheng one by one. Although he was in a trance, he was more like thinking about something. She was puzzled, but she didn't ask much.