After breaking up, I picked up a beautiful vampire girl

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 rotten 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.

"Find a tower, live in it, and you and your bubbles will be fine. Do you understand?"

The little demon nodded vigorously.

"Ah..." The man put his hands behind his back, turned around and continued to look at the big tree.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Xiao Yao was about to go up and ask.

But the man just waved his hand.

"Go quickly."

Afterwards, the little demon was driven out of this dream.

It was the first time in her life that she cursed someone, and although her curse was very gentle, it was still somewhat aggressive.

So she began to look for a tower following the scent left by the man.

When she found the tower, she was extremely excited and immediately occupied the top of the tower. Then she discovered that there was indeed a powerful force here that granted these souls sweet dreams and she would not be harmed in any way.

The overjoyed little demon began to collect souls tirelessly.

As a result, the alien aura at the top of the tower became stronger and stronger.

One day, she caught a fresh soul.

The soul was very rude and scolded the little demon for three days and three nights.

"You alien, you don't care about what others think. Why did you capture me? Hey! You still want to give me sweet dreams? Go away, go away. I just went through a war and finally got the chance to reincarnate. Don't disturb my reincarnation, you little thing."

The little demon refused, thinking that the soul was very rude, so he locked him up and did not give him sweet dreams. He just floated in the air every day, holding his chin and looking at it.

"What's wrong with you, girl? Is your brain not working well? You're just like the guy who just joined my team, you're all idiots."

"Hey, girl, you've locked me up for a few days. Can you help me find out something?"

"That's right. Do you know the Special Management Bureau? Can you help me find out? There is a Seventh Team in the Special Management Bureau. I want to know how those kids are doing now. Are they crying every day because their father is gone? Hahahaha."

"Oh, you really went to the Special Management Bureau?? You didn't go? Then how did you know? Did you sneak into someone else's dream again? Oh, forget it, just tell me."

"...Really? They've cheered up. That's good. Hehe, I don't have anything to worry about anymore. Oh! Wait, there's one more thing. There's one person I feel sorry for in my life. It's my daughter. Can you tell her that I feel sorry for her and ask her not to investigate the cause of my death in this lifetime?"

"Hey! You reckless bastard! What's going on? I asked you to tell my daughter not to investigate the cause of my death! How come you told her about the Special Management Bureau? You idiot!"

The little monster looked at this extremely rude soul angrily.

She wove a birdcage and swung the soul inside it.

The soul that was shaken felt dizzy.

Finally, I couldn't stand it anymore and said something.

"Hey, little thing, stop shaking me off. I'm going to vomit. You, in fact, are not a bad thing, but the evil spirit on top of your tower is getting heavier and heavier. The Special Management Bureau will come to your door sooner or later. You might as well let go of some souls and let them reincarnate on their own."

"Don't shake your head. I'm doing this for your own good. Maybe there really are strange creatures like you in this world. Look, look at what I said." The soul said, guiding the little monster to look back.

The little demon looked back, and then saw the young man who pushed open the door on the top of the tower and walked in with a black long sword on his back.

"What a coincidence! It just so happens that the guy who came is also a reckless one. Hey, little thing, this guy is very ruthless. If you can't beat him later, you must not show off your strength and must surrender."

"Hey! Why are you panicking? I haven't finished talking yet! Come back!!"

...

...

Speaking of this, Mengmeng smiled.

The three of them sat on the steps in front of the tower.

Xia Lingyue propped her chin up with her hand and asked, "So... Sister Mengmeng, what happened next? Were you severely beaten up by my dad?"

Li Lingsheng sat aside and peeled melon seeds for the two of them.

Mengmeng shook her head.

"...Did your father beat you up?"

Li Lingsheng asked.

Mengmeng still shook her head.

"I gave him a lot of beautiful dreams. I guarantee that they were all things he had dreamed of before... but he refused, so I used nightmares to scare him. To be honest, I was more nervous than he was at the time."

"How can there be a woman over three meters tall and weighing over three hundred kilograms in someone's dream?"

Mengmeng couldn't help laughing when she thought of the orphanage teacher she had seen in Li Muhan's dream.

"I was afraid that he would be hurt by those nightmares, but I was also very angry. Why would there be such an ungrateful person? In the end, he pissed me off, and I used the nightmare realm for the first time, hoping to make him surrender completely, and then weave beautiful dreams for him."

"The results of it?"

Xia Lingyue looked at Mengmeng with expectant eyes and asked.

"Your father is a reckless man... He not only wanted to save all the souls that I trapped in the dream, but also wanted to save me as the culprit... In the end, when I was swallowed by the nightmare, he pulled me out of the black abyss."

Of course...that’s not entirely Li Muhan’s credit.

A small sapling grew slowly at the bottom of the abyss, supporting Mengmeng's body.

This allowed Li Muhan to fish it out.

Perhaps there was no malice in what the Heart of the World did at that time, but it is also possible that these were all his calculations.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Mengmeng stretched.

“This is how I met your father.”

"Hey, Sister Mengmeng, we all know what you said. When my dad picks up the knife, he dares to chop anyone except my mom and Sister Lin Ze. Of course, Sister Jin Zhao can't chop her, so let's not talk about that."

Xia Lingyue said.

"Yes, in my impression, my father was like this too. Although his knife seems to be missing, what you said is still no different from our impression of our father."

"Good."

Mengmeng smiled and stood up.

"Then come with me. I will take you to see your father's unusual side."