Jiang Liu slowly opened his eyes, feeling sore all over, as if he had experienced some severe physical exertion.
Everything that had happened in the dream, Jiang Liu remembered very clearly.
In the dream, the branches of the towering tree were almost all pressing down on him, and in the struggle, he was completely at a disadvantage.
Rather than saying it was a mutual struggle, it was more accurate to say he was being mercilessly beaten.
"Wukong, are you all here?"
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Jiang Liu, upon opening his eyes, had not yet had time to carefully consider what had happened in the dream, and naturally saw all of them, including the Good Corpse, standing in front of him.
"Great, Master has woken up…" Zhu Bajie and the others watched as Jiang Liu opened his eyes, each of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Their original anxious thoughts slowly eased.
"Did you sense anything?" Jiang Liu's gaze naturally fell upon the Good Corpse; after a moment of silence, he asked.
