I lived two hundred years

Chapter 140 Shen Mengyao

"Shen Lang, I don't know... Huh? What am I doing... No, who am I, where am I, why do I know you..."

The little man hugged his head and groaned.

Shen Lang watched her silently, waiting for her to sort out her memory.

"I am the Nightmare True Talisman... No, I am Yun Suyao... No, I am the daughter of Father..."

Different memories swirl in the little man's mind, one is the true nightmare talisman, one is the direct disciple of the Lushan Yunwu Pavilion, and the other is the inheritance of the corpse clan.

These memories are entangled together, leaving this newborn child in confusion and pain.

"Don't worry about it so much, let it be. You will find your own."

Seeing this, Shen Lang spoke comforting words, stretched out a finger, and gently rubbed the little man's head.

The little man seemed to like Shen Lang's touch very much. He stretched out his hands and hugged Shen Lang's fingers with a look of admiration.

This is obviously the effect of the inheritance of the corpse clan.

As the person who transformed her, Shen Lang could indeed be regarded as her father to a certain extent.

Now that this little person is in a completely new state, it is normal for Shen Lang to have a fledgling plot when he sees Shen Lang for the first time.

With these two relationships as a basis, it is only natural that the little man's initial affection for Shen Lang explodes.

"Let me give you a name first."

Shen Lang looked at the beautiful face of the little man and fell into deep thought.

The source of the little man's flesh and blood is Yun Suyao in the Yunwu Pavilion on Lushan Mountain. He looks exactly like her, but his temperament is a little different.

If you don't know Yun Suyao very well, it is impossible to find this difference.

Of course, size doesn't count.

"I can't be a single father, so you can just be my goddaughter, also surnamed Shen, what's your name... Mengmao and Yunsuyao each take one word...Shen Mengyao!" Shen Lang nodded and asked the little man, "what do you think?"

"Shen Mengyao! My name is Shen Mengyao!"

The little man jumped up excitedly and danced in the air.

The place is chaotic, like a vacuum. Ordinary people may find it difficult to adapt when they come here, but the little people don't feel any discomfort, as if they were born to adapt to various environments.

She herself was transformed from the flesh and blood of the strong, and blessed with the rules of the Nightmare True Talisman, and now she is a three-generation corpse clan, all kinds of strange things, destined to be extraordinary.

Shen Lang had expected it a long time ago, so he was not surprised. He was more concerned about another matter.

"Mengyao, although you are just born and you are small, you can't really treat yourself as a baby. Running around without clothes is not what a civilized person should do."

Although Shen Lang felt a little pity, he still wanted to teach some common sense to his daughter.

Being a daughter by yourself can't just let others take advantage of it.

Shen Mengyao has Yun Suyao's memory, although it is incomplete, she can still understand what Shen Lang said.

However, she didn't take it too seriously, and said with a smile: "It's just me and my lord father here. What does it matter? Besides, my lord father, don't you wear clothes too?"

Hearing this, Shen Lang realized that his clothes had been melted by the void furnace just now, and he was a little embarrassed.

"I have a reason." Shen Lang explained, his body wrapped in corpse energy and turned into a long black robe.

It is an ancient style, which seems to have been carefully designed. At first glance, it looks ordinary, but when you look closely, it is elegant and luxurious, showing majesty.

Shen Mengyao didn't think too much, and flew around Shen Lang a few times, regretting: "Why do you have to cover yourself up. According to my memory, my father has a perfect figure, except that the bottom is too big, and there are almost no shortcomings. Why don't you show it to everyone?" Woolen cloth?"

She turned around in front of Shen Lang, her perfect lines were undisguised, and one couldn't help but study her proportions carefully.

Shen Lang was a little absorbed in watching.

"Unfortunately, it's just too small." Shaking his head, Shen Lang said with a smile, "Even if it's me, I can't do this. You are tempting me to commit a crime."

Shen Mengyao has memory, but she can't comprehend it. She still doesn't understand some words, so she can only stare at Shen Lang with a pair of big eyes.

"No. Too cute. I want to be a good godfather! No mistakes!"

As Shen Lang said, he held Shen Mengyao in his palm, moved his fingertips slightly, and a beautiful princess dress appeared on her body.

Shen Mengyao was a little unhappy at first, but when she saw the princess dress on her body clearly, she immediately fell in love with it, and kept twirling in Shen Lang's palm.

"I really like the clothes my father gave me. It turns out that they are beautiful clothes. No wonder everyone wants to wear them." Shen Mengyao said, suddenly looked at Shen Lang strangely, and said, "Why doesn't my father wear beautiful clothes? That dress isn't pretty at all."

As she spoke, she lifted the corner of her skirt, saying that this is very beautiful and highly recommended.

"I'm not a master of women's clothing." Shen Lang shook his head and said, "Boys should not dress too beautifully."

Shen Mengyao also had memories of this, but she didn't quite agree with it, saying, "Boys are so pitiful that they can't wear such beautiful clothes."

Shen Lang quickly changed the topic, and said: "Mengyao, I still have something to do, you hide it in my pocket first. I will call you out when the time comes."

Although Shen Mengyao was very curious about everything, she listened to Shen Lang's words very much. She answered and put it into his chest pocket, looking out through the buttonhole.

"Although the Nightmare True Talisman is incomplete, it's still in hand. It's Yuanyin, do you want to stop him?"

After a moment of hesitation, Shen Lang had an idea, broke through the space, and shuttled away.

Vientiane folding space, a space like purgatory.

The sky is gray clouds full of sulfur breath, the earth is a hot oven with flowing magma, and the flames are decorations on the earth, everywhere.

Countless souls howled in the flames, trying to escape from it, but they couldn't leave the range of the flames.

That flame is not only their instrument of torture, but also their living space.

The three of Su Xindao walked here with frosty expressions on their faces.

"Elder Yu, if we don't get out of here, we might become one of these flame prisoners." Yin Yuelan frowned, "Should we use that thing?"

"no!"

Elder Yu flatly refused.

"If we continue to waste time here, the Nightmare True Talisman may be taken away by others. The little advantage we finally gained will be lost." Juan'er couldn't help joining the persuasion team.

Under normal circumstances, Juan'er would not dare to talk to her master like this.

But the wailing of the flame prisoner was everywhere here, which filled her heart with depression and seemed restless.

The fear of being possessed by the nightmare rune put her under extra pressure.

Her intuition told her that she couldn't stay here.

The Nightmare Talisman probably had a back door on her.

Even if she doesn't think about herself, she still has to think about the two people who are together.

(End of this chapter)