After breaking up, I picked up a beautiful vampire girl

He stood still like a rock.

Until a man took out a dagger and stabbed Li Lingsheng in the chest.

"I'll fucking kill you!"

The next moment.

The man who took out the dagger was suddenly stunned. He stood there in a daze, and then his eyes were filled with fear.

"No! Don't come over here! Don't come over here!!"

He seemed to have seen something that frightened him so much that he began to wave the dagger around wildly, and people around him did not dare to approach him.

But gradually, the others also started to lose their minds and started fighting with each other.

"Sister Mengmeng...?"

Li Lingsheng looked at Mengmeng's cold pupils that were flickering with purple light and knew that she was using her supernatural powers.

"Sister Mengmeng, you can't use your supernatural powers on ordinary people." Li Lingsheng quickly said to Mengmeng.

But Mengmeng snorted coldly, and walked around the thugs who were still fighting as if no one was around. Finally, she took Li Lingsheng to the corner, looked at the shadows and said.

"Come out."

Xia Lingyue walked out embarrassedly, like a child who had done something wrong.

"This is your brother, not your toy." Meng Meng said coldly to Xia Lingyue.

This was the first time Xia Lingyue saw Meng Meng so angry.

She knew she had really done something wrong.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Sister Mengmeng, I just thought that maybe I could let him become a father and then cut off your..."

"You don't know your father at all." Mengmeng sighed.

Then he turned to look at Li Lingsheng, raised his hand and pulled off his mask and said.

"You too, you look nothing like your father except for your eyes."

"Sister Mengmeng, I just want to be the Overlord..."

"Shut up."

Mengmeng folded her arms over her chest and looked at the two children coldly.

"Do you think Li Muhan is just a shell or a body of skills?"

"Those people in the Special Management Bureau, those people who respect him, those heroes, in your eyes, are they just people who can be replaced just because they look similar!?"

"No...no..." Xia Lingyue was so scared that her body was shaking.

"You two follow me now."

After saying that, she turned and left the old street.

Xia Lingyue and Li Lingsheng looked at each other and then followed Mengmeng.

"Sister Mengmeng...you won't tell my dad about this, will you? If he finds out, I'm screwed."

Xia Lingyue followed behind Mengmeng and whispered.

"You know that too?" Meng Meng turned her head slightly and looked at Xia Lingyue coldly.

"No matter how much you act up normally, I won't care about you, but not this time. That's your father, and this is your brother. In your eyes, your father is someone who can be replaced by anyone, and your brother is just a tool that can be transformed into someone else at any time?"

Xia Lingyue knew she was wrong and had tears in her eyes but she dared not let them fall.

"Sister Mengmeng...I..." Li Lingsheng wanted to say something.

But Mengmeng glared at him again.

"You are already so old, why are you so indecisive? You call me sister, but if we really talk about age, your father is also a junior in front of me. Are you so disrespectful to me?"

Li Lingsheng scratched his head.

"Meng, Grandma Mengmeng, actually, I..."

"You! You really called me grandma! You kid! Call me sister! If the age difference is too big, it's like there is no age difference! Do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand! Meng, Sister Mengmeng."

Mengmeng was so mad at these two kids that she almost lost her temper.

But fortunately, she had finally arrived at the destination where she wanted to take the two of them.

An abandoned ancient tower stood before the three people.

"Sister Mengmeng, why did you bring us here?"

Xia Lingyue finally stopped crying. She huddled behind her brother, looking at the eerie ancient tower with some fear.

"Don't you want to know why I care about your father so much?" Mengmeng looked up and looked at the ancient tower.

A helpless smile appeared on his face.

"Then this story...will begin from here."

Chapter 943 Chapter 5: First Encounter

Perhaps it was just a dream of a little monster who had never experienced human emotions.

A distant dream.

In that dream, she weaved beautiful dreams for others, but she never knew why these people were happy because of these beautiful dreams.

Although I cannot understand human emotions.

But as long as these people are happy about it, the little monster will also be happy.

Several nightmares had come to her dreams before, originally out of curiosity that there were still people of their kind.

But after seeing what she did, they all shook their heads and sighed.

"Why are you doing these useless things? What we need to become strong is nightmares, not these fleeting dreams."

"For humans, only negative emotions can provide us with the strength we need. If you let them be so satisfied, won't this ruin your own cultivation? Sigh."

"You have quite a while left to live, but if you continue like this, your nightmares will one day devour you because they are unsatisfied."

Even though they were persuading themselves one by one.

But the little monster didn't care.

He was even so angry that he erased all evidence of their presence.

So she had no idea that she had encountered these same people before.

I don’t know when it started.

The little monster discovered that the dead were more obsessed than the living.

They also need a sweet dream as comfort.

So she captured the first soul, and when the soul was terrified, the little monster weaved a beautiful dream for it.

A beautiful dream that he has been pursuing all his life but cannot achieve.

In his dream, everything went smoothly for him and he achieved everything he wanted.

But this consumed too much of the little monster's energy.

Only then did she realize that a nightmare could only gain power by devouring nightmares, and that granting others sweet dreams required consuming one's own existence.

But she doesn't care.

But it can't just disappear because of this.

If I disappeared.

So what should happen to these collected souls?

Just when she was at a loss and wandering in the sea of ​​dreams with a group of souls.

She met someone.

Maybe that wasn't a human either.

It was an extremely huge tree, and under the tree stood a tall man.

The man held a branch in his hand and muttered something.

The little monster was very curious about whose dream he had entered and why it was so incredible.

She soothed the souls' dream bubbles, and then carefully came to the man and observed him.

The man's face was blurry, and the little monster couldn't see it clearly even when he got closer.

Finally the man seemed to grow impatient with being observed.

He tapped the little monster's head gently with a branch.

"Impolite little thing, do you enjoy watching this?"

"..." The little monster covered his head, not understanding what the man meant.

"After being beaten, you can only look at others with grievance? You don't even know how to run away? Among all the creatures I created, it seems that only the silly roe deer has this characteristic. Come, silly roe deer, let me see you."

The man reached out his hand toward the little monster.

Although the little demon was beaten.

But I'm really curious about how this person is aware of his own existence.

Logically speaking, since I am a nightmare demon, I should be able to sneak into dreams without leaving any trace.

Even gods may find it difficult to be aware of their own existence.

Is this person more powerful than gods?

"It is not my creation, but something bred by the spiritual energy of the universe. Alas, I hit you wrongly, I hit you wrongly. Your race has existed longer than my world. What a sin."

The man gently touched the little demon's head again.

"But why are you so weak?" The man seemed to be looking at the little demon.

The little demon just floated in the air, letting the man stare at her without saying a word.

The man turned his head and looked at the bubbles floating in the distance, and suddenly seemed to understand something.

"I see... All living things have spirits. You, a little demon, are going against the will of heaven and you don't even care about your own existence."

The little demon suddenly panicked.

She quickly floated over and held all the bubbles in her arms. Her movements were extremely gentle, as if she was afraid of disturbing the bubbles.

"Little thing, although you are ancient, you are not eternal. If you continue like this, you will inevitably suffer the backlash. Alas."

The man seemed to have remembered something, and his voice was filled with sorrow.

"It's a pity that I'm just like you, I don't know I'm about to die."

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the big tree.

"If my final struggle can save the world and make those monsters perish in my body, can it be considered as a way to atone for my sins? I'll just pity the child who is about to be born."

The man held the branch in his hand and tapped the tree trunk gently with it.

Xiao Yao was extremely curious about what this person was talking about.

"Come here, little demon."

The man waved at her.

Although the little demon hesitated, he still floated over.

"If you still don't want to give up these souls, go find a pagoda. I'll put something in it for you, and you can weave dreams in it. It won't harm yourself, but you won't be able to continue growing. Are you willing?"

not understand.

The little demon tilted his head.

The man sighed and patted her head with the branch again.