In a small remote place in Zhongzhou, there is Mengluocheng. Mengluocheng is a small city. Legend has it that Mengluocheng was built by a monk named Mengluo a long time ago, and he continued his descendant dream here. Home, and Mengluocheng is controlled by Mengjia.

A woman in Meng's house was lying on the bed with a painful expression.

"Madam, come on, we will be out soon." The midwife on the side said to the woman.

"Um...ah."

The woman worked hard, and suddenly a shocking purple light was accompanied by the cry of the baby. A baby boy was born, and this baby boy was Mengwu.

When Mengwu was born, the purple light shook the sky, and his mother gave him her life.

"Yue'er!" Suddenly a man rushed in and shouted, looking at the breathless woman lying on the bed.

He is Mengwu's father Mengwuya.

"Yue'er!" Meng Wuya said sadly, holding the breathless hand of Shangguan Yue.

Mengwu stayed there quietly without crying.

Eight years later, in the Meng's compound.

A young man exhaled a sigh of breath just after he had practiced, but his breath rose obviously, which was a breakthrough.

"I finally reached the bronze level five, father, I finally reached the bronze level five." A delicate young man said happily.

"The tiger father has no dogs. Of course, my son's talents can't be bad, haha ​​good." Meng Wuya happily hugged Mengwu and said.

Since Mengwu lost his mother, Mengwuya has been particularly fond of Mengwu for the past eight years. Mengwu has not let him down. Mengwu has a high talent, reaching the bronze level five in just less than eight years. It is also the first genius to accomplish this dream.

When Mengwu father and son were immersed in joy, suddenly a guard came to report.

"Report to the Patriarch that Mengluocheng was suddenly attacked by the beast tide. The old Patriarch and the others have already taken action. Ask Patriarch to support!" The guard said to Meng Wuya.

"What! Beast tide! Father and they have gone, waiting for me to go afterwards."

"Wu'er, you are here waiting for your father, and when your father is done, he will come back to celebrate for you." Meng Wuya said to Mengwu.

"Then father, we pull the hook." Mengwu said to Mengwuya.

"Okay, father pulls the hook with you."

Mengwu stretched out his right hand and pulled the hook with Mengwuya.

"Father, we have pulled the hook, you must come back." Meng Wu said innocently.

"Well, Wuer will come back for the father." Meng Wuya left to stop the beast tide as he said.

Looking at the leaving figure of Meng Wuya, Meng Wu was expecting his father to come back and accompany him.

But what Meng Wu waited for was not his father's return, but the bad news of his father's death.

That day, at the beginning of cleaning up the beast tide, Meng Wuya joined the beast tide and was obviously suppressed, but there was an eighth-level monster hidden in the beast tide. In the beginning, Meng Wuya’s father was Mengwu Grandpa Mengtian, Mengtian is only the first level of the royal level, plus he is already old and very difficult to fight the eighth-level monster, and after a few rounds, he was hit and injured by the eighth-level monster.

"Father, are you okay." Meng Wuya instantly came by Mengtian's side and helped Mengtian up.

"Ahem...I'm fine, I am old and I am not an opponent of a brute, cough." Mengtian coughed.

Suddenly the eighth-level monster beast slapped Meng Wuya and Meng Tian with a claw, and Meng Wuya hid in a thrilling manner.

"Damn it, is my Meng family going to die? Cough cough." Mengtian said in a distressed voice

"Father will take care of Wuer for me." Meng Wuya said to Mengtian, suddenly passing at the eighth-level demon.

"Wuya, what are you going to do?!" Mengtian exclaimed, looking at his son.

"Wuer, I'm sorry my father is about to miss the appointment."

"Beast! You never want to step into the city of dreams! Ah!"

Meng Wuya blew himself up and died together with the eighth-level monster, Meng Wuya smiled faintly before he died, "Yue'er, I'm looking for you."

"Wuya!" Mengtian saw that his son had sacrificed himself to die with the eighth-level monster beast, and his heart was bleeding.

The tide of beasts receded.

All members of the Meng family were mourning the death of Meng Wuya. In the hall, Meng Wu Pi Dai Xiao looked at the photo of his father on the table.

"Father, why did you lie to me? Didn't we all pull the hook? Father, come back!" The young Meng in the hall roared painlessly.

"Wuer..." Mengtian walked to Mengwu's side.

"Grandpa, why? Why would my father be like this." Mengwu said in tears holding Mengtian.

My own son died in front of me, is it not heartache for Mengtian?

"Wuer...your father is a hero. Without him, the entire Mengluocheng and the entire Meng family would perish."

"I don't want my father to be a hero, I only want my father to come back." Meng Wu said in a cry.

"Wuer...Oh." Mengtian didn't know how to comfort Mengwu.

On that day he lost his mother who had never seen him before, and on this day he lost his father who loved him so much.

After Mengtian arranged Mengwu, he announced that the new owner of Meng’s family would be his second son, Meng Hailong, who is also Mengwu’s . Mengtian also announced that Mengtian would not allow anyone to bully Mengwu. If he knew it, he would After being expelled from Meng's house, he promised his son that he must protect his grandson.

It was announced that Mengtian had also entered the retreat, because Mengtian also injured the foundation during that battle, and must undergo retreat.

Mengtian retreats and Mengjia has completely changed. As soon as Meng Hailong took over, he arranged Mengwu in a dilapidated small room. There was no servant and everything relied on Mengwu himself, because Meng Hailong’s senior management was almost bought by Meng Hailong. In this way, an eight-year-old boy was isolated.

Eight years later, a handsome young man walked on the path of Meng's house, and there were people around him, pointing at him.

"Hey, look at that evil star is coming again."

"Quickly stay away from him, don't be unlucky."

"His parents were killed by him. It's such a evil star."

"You all keep quiet, aren't you afraid of being heard by him? How come they are also the sons of the Meng family."

"The son? Is he worthy? Now the son of the Meng family is the son of the Patriarch Menglong. He is a lone star of the evil spirit."

That’s right, this handsome young man is Mengwu. Now Mengwu is sixteen years old. Over the past eight years, he has endured cynicism and ridicule in Meng’s house, and Meng Luocheng also knows that he is a lone star of Tiansha. Dreams are not together.

He might have cared about the ridicule of these people a few years ago, but now he doesn't care about it anymore. If it weren't for his father's burial in Meng's house, Meng Wu would have left Meng's house long ago.

Meng Wu ignored these people, but walked out of Meng's house and prepared to go to the forest near Mengluo City to experience herself.