章節 917: Strange dream

"Who are you in the martial world?"

Di Qi laughed. Looking at the puppy that had suddenly appeared, he said with great interest, " "This is probably what the pugilistic world is like. You've come to find me to take revenge for the demon Lord? You seem very confident. Is it comparable to the reckless desire demonic art?"

"How can it be revenge? It's best for such a great devil of the pugilistic world who harms the world to die."

The little dog shook its head and sighed, " this old man is a nameless person in the pugilistic world. I'm muddleheaded and have wasted countless years. In recent years, I've almost lost my memory and kept dreaming. I can't remember who I am ...

"You don't remember who you are?"

Di Qi sized him up seriously. your martial arts are like a dog's.

It was too bizarre for a Dao-holder of this level to lose his memory.