"Dad, you can't call me senior brother!" Shen Yuning shook at his father and said, "Really, you can't call me."

Shen Lang was puzzled and raised his chin to make a statement: "Why can't you shout? Once you enter the master's sect, you should abide by the etiquette of the master."

"You guys have a big age difference..."

"Age is not a problem, right, junior brother?"

Meng Tang: "…"

Shen Yuning whispered again: "Dad, are you more willing to be a father or a senior brother?"

Shen Lang was confused at first, then suddenly realized.

"You mean..."

Alliance Leader Chen nodded with his lips, shyness, and made a pity.

That's right, Meng Tang will be someone who will call your father in the future, how can he...

"You mean, the Sword Immortal has accepted you as his disciple?"

"…"

Shen Yuning looked at him with tears in her eyes and shook her head slowly.

Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief: "I said, you are a little girl who knows martial arts. Why should the Sword Immortal accept you as his disciple? If you can even accept you as your disciple, then wouldn't even be a five-year-old child?"

Shen Yuning: "…"

I'm afraid her father's mouth has been opened up?

"Well, it's okay if this senior brother calls him or not!" Shen Lang was a casual person and looked at Meng Tang with appreciation: "Young people are so terrifying. If you can combine the strengths of hundreds of schools, you can be considered a genius. No wonder you can command Junbei Wulin."

Meng Tang curled his lips and smiled: "I don't know how compared to the son-in-law?"

The water pavilion suddenly became quiet, and it seemed that even the water birds on the shore no longer cried.

Master Meng also captured this unusual quiet: "What? Could it be that Master Chen was in seclusion for too long, and his senior has forgotten this son?"

With a "bang", Shen Lang slapped the table with his palm, causing shocking bowls and plates to make noises.

Seeing this, Vajra was shocked: "Master calm down. These dishes were borrowed and they were very expensive..."

"Ning'er, why doesn't he carry any pot without opening it?" Shen Lang was unhappy: "Are young people in the world so hard to speak these days?"

Shen Yuning was also helpless. Although Meng Tang didn't know that his brother was dead, how could he not notice it at all.

But her brother's death is different from her dressed as a man. Once exposed, it will cause a lot of storm in the world, so she will not easily expose it or admit it.

"Master Meng, don't ask again..." Shen Yuning whispered: "Dad, you said too, he is just a young man. Don't be angry, let's... eat crabs?"

Shen Lang sighed heavily, glanced at Meng Linxiao in anger, picked up a crab and looked at it again and again, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Your brother... also loves to eat crabs from Donghu..."

"Ah! Yes! I'll ask someone to send some to my brother later!" Shen Yuning hurriedly said, "Vajra! I'll remember to give my brother a few more! The biggest one! The fattest one!"

"Yes! Don't worry, Miss! It will definitely be delivered! Master, you can eat it too!"

"I eat, I eat...but he can still eat--um!"

Shen Yu Ning stuffed the whole crab into his father's mouth!

While stuffing it in, he said happily: "Dad! This year's crabs are so fat! I didn't expect that they would be so fat after the Mid-Autumn Festival! Haha, Master Meng, you can eat them too, you can try them too!"

Meng Tang picked up a crab in uncertainty, looked at them, and then looked at the crab.

"Don't you need to peel the shell..."

"I'll do it! I'll help you!" King Kong quickly rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward, peeling his crabs with his hands and feet.

While peeling, he introduced, "The crabs in our Qiong'an East Lake are famous all over the world. Master Meng must have heard of them in Junbei, right? The paste is fat and sweet! But the master came a little late. If he came a few days earlier, he would be fatter. The master would try it."

On the plate, the yellow crab ointment is fragrant, the white crab meat is clear, and the ginger vinegar is the best!

Meng Tang picked it up with chopsticks and nodded rarely, "The crabs in East Lake still have to be eaten by the East Lake to make it more delicious."

"How do you like it?

"Shen Yuning said, "If you like it, you will come to Donghu to eat crabs every autumn and have a few drinks with my father."

While picking the whole crab out of her mouth, her father rubbed the blood on the corner of her mouth and muttered: "You can drink a little, bring your own drink."

Meng Tang laughed, it seemed that the Wulin League was really scared of poverty.

"What wine do you like for seniors?"

"Wine is nothing but wine, sorghum wine, corn wine, and fruit wine, all of them are made!"

"The guest under the moon, the drunkard of the Buddha, the dogwood, the blue tail, the Qingtian, Xunyang, the Yuzhiwu wine, the amber and the Lu wine, the Luofu one cup of spring, the golden gold sac, is barely worth a drink."

Shen Lang: "…"

Shen Yuning: "It sounds a bit amazing."

Shen Lang trembled his hands and picked up the sorghum wine on the table: "It's all famous products in the world that my father has never drunk..."

"If you like it, the senior should offer it to you."

"This is what you said!" Shen Lang said quickly, "Although you are a junior, you should know the truth that one word is hard to follow!"

"I said it, but the Zhiyue Sect is thousands of miles away from the Wulin Alliance. It is hard to say whether the wine can be transported to the Wulin Alliance smoothly."

"Ning'er, what does he mean? Didn't he pretend to be robbed by soldiers and bandits?"

"That's not, Master Meng is not so despicable. He just simply doesn't want to give it to him."

Meng Tang put down the chopsticks and was very calm: "Have you ever thought about ending this troubled world?"

Shen Lang became increasingly puzzled: "When you said this to me, did you regard me as the Jade Emperor who covered the sky with your hands? Can I end the chaotic world if I want to end it?"

"Why can't it?"

Shen Lang almost laughed angry by him: "I have no soldiers and no power. I am just a few people who travel around the world. How can you be so proud of me?"

"I have the power of the army," he looked at Shen Lang and said word by word: "Sir, please give me a reason to reorganize Qianyuan."

"What's the reason?"

"I dare to ask senior, where is the prince of the late emperor?"

Shen Lang was stunned at first, then looked at his daughter: "What did he mean?"

Shen Yuning didn't expect him to ask so directly, but what made her relieved was that the man was quite polite.

"The Master Meng means... I met my father for the last time before the late emperor died, but did he reveal the whereabouts of the prince to you?"

"Do you still need to ask this? If you don't even know where the prince is, I'm afraid no one in the world will know."

Yes, I just thought he was polite, but not much.

Shen Lang was a little confused. He looked at his daughter, then looked at him, and slapped the table with a "bang" and said, "What do I have to know? How many years have you been doing? Are you asking for the account now? Besides, the late emperor has a prince? Why haven't I heard of this before?"

"Dad, please remember the memories again..." Shen Yuning was very tempted: "In today's troubled times, it is because of the foolish monarch. The father of the Sect Master Meng is the Northwest King Meng Chaomu. He had long wanted to overthrow this troubled times and ask the new monarch to take charge of the overall situation. But the only one in the world who can just sit in this position is the late emperor's crown prince, so the Sect Master Meng came to ask for advice, how much do you remember the crown prince..."

She said that, and poured her father a glass of wine very considerately, which was very pleasing.

Shen Lang said angrily: "Don't ask me, I can't remember at all. Even if the late emperor really has a son, I'm afraid he won't survive that situation back then!"

"What explanation should I explain to you in the "Legend of the Last Emperor"?"

Shen Lang was puzzled: "What does this have to do with the "Legend of the Last Emperor"?"

Meng Tang said, "If I was not wrong, the late emperor had another entrusted him when he saw you, and you could not make it public, so he compiled a book called "The Book of the Last Emperor", right?"

This was really aggressive, and Shen Lang frowned and dissatisfied: "You young man, dare not talk nonsense, but you are talking nonsense!"

"Don't dare."

"I don't dare? I think you have nothing to dare!"

After he finished speaking, the wine cup on the table suddenly jumped up. As he brushed his sleeves, the wine cup flew straight towards Meng Tang.

Seeing this, the latter quickly dodged away, but the wine cup seemed to have eyes and shot at him in reverse!

He made a fist and simply broke the wine cup directly. The wine splashed everywhere, and the entire water pavilion was shaken.

"Returning to the Sky Fist?" Shen Lang frowned, put one hand behind his back, and suddenly poked out with the other hand, and grabbed Meng Linxiao from the air!

As he swept backwards out of the water pavilion, Meng Tang was also caught and flew out by him.

"father!"

Shen Yuning and King Kong followed him quickly, and saw that Meng Linxiao, who was thrown out by Shen Lang, was steadily above a residual lotus in the middle of the lake!

"Feihongdu?" Shen Lang laughed and said, "You are really the best in the hundreds of schools!"

After saying that, he was as quick as him, and attacked the other side!

Meng Linxiao jumped into the air, and Shen Lang's energy instantly split the lake surface. The remaining lotus he had just stood was as if it was cut open by a thin blade and was neatly split into two halves!

The two fought in mid-air, and Shen Lang kept one hand behind his back from beginning to end, while Meng Linxiao forced him, with a murderous aura that could not be counterattacked!

Seeing the two of them coming and going, the lake surface was surging and the water rose like a sword. Meng Linxiao was even forced to draw out a soft sword to resist!
To be continued...