A nightmare you don't wish to remember.
Liang Qu opens his eyes and wonders if it's thanks to the persistent recuperating properties of Tian Shui Zhao Lu that his body doesn't hurt much anymore.
This time, he wasn't hanged upside down, but upright. One of his hands was lifted, again to face the two blazing Great Suns.
Bright and fierce like the Sun, yet oddly as cold as the moon on the fifteenth.
Whether Wu Zhiqi was real or fake,
This pain was damn real!
"Water Lord! Let's talk this over! It's all Dayu's fault! I'm innocent!"
Bam!
His back hurts again!
"True Lord! I am a loyal subject!"
Bam!
"Monkey King!"
Bam!
"Your mom!"
Bam~
"Horses' Fortune!"
Wu Zhiqi is startled and lifts the dozing Liang Qu, scratching his chin.
Horses' Fortune... What on earth is that?
And so it goes on repeatedly.
Liang Qu doesn't know how many times he has woken up; he has nothing to say anymore. The double blows to spirit and body left him with not a trace of strength.