Ling Han was full of expectations. What would hatch out of this
Well, as long as it's not Calabash Baby.
The answer was soon revealed. The eggshell broke open, revealing a green creature, shaped like a snake, but with four small feet.
"What an ugly guy!" Ling Han bared his teeth. Is this really the son of a true dragon? Why does it look more like a four-legged snake
At this time, the four-legged snake suddenly opened its mouth and gnawed the eggshell.
Click, click, the sound is crisp.
As a foodie, Ling Han unexpectedly swallowed his saliva. Seeing how happily this little guy ate, each bite was crispy. This thing must be delicious, right
As if sensing Ling Han's greed, the four-legged snake actually stopped and looked at Ling Han with a look of disdain.
Damn, I was despised by a four-legged snake!
Ling Han became angry from shame. Now that he had been seen through, he would not be polite.
He jumped onto the real dragon's nest, ready to taste the eggshells, but before he could step onto the mother branch, he was knocked back by a huge force.
Bang, he was like a cannonball, slamming into the pile of immortal gold behind him.
"Hahahaha!" The four-legged snake laughed and pressed its two front paws on its body, as if it was laughing.
Ling Han was extremely depressed. He originally wanted to show his shame and taste the eggshells, but he didn't expect to steal the chicken and was laughed at again.
By the way, is this four-legged snake a little green dragon
"Later generations!" A mighty voice sounded, and the shadow of a real dragon emerged, exuding a supreme aura. This is the majesty of the emperor, and no existence can even imagine imitating it. This real dragon just danced in the air, its eyes as big as copper bells stared at Ling Han: "This is my youngest son. He will be born today to fight for the chance. I hope you can take care of him."
The little green dragon immediately showed dissatisfaction and wanted to speak out to object, but he remembered something and closed his mouth again and continued to chew the eggshell.
Click, click, he seemed to be angry and deliberately chewed loudly.
Ling Han really wanted to rush up and hit him, but firstly he couldn't get past him, and secondly, his father was staring at him. Even though he had been transformed for hundreds of millions of years and only had a glimmer of thought left, it was still easy to kill him. .
OK, I tolerate it.
"Later generations, you are the only person I have selected through all the generations, and your future achievements will be unlimited!" The real dragon said again, "Of course, I will not let your help go in vain."
He moved his paw, and wow, he saw seven fruits flying over.
Dragon fruit!
Ling Han couldn't help but his eyes lit up. This was the emperor-level fairy fruit, the most powerful medicine. He wanted to pick it before but was restricted by the emperor's killing array. Unexpectedly, the real dragon took the initiative to get it in front of him.
Okay, he helped me with this, taking care of a little green dragon, it’s not a big deal.
Hey, wait, what does this mean
Ling Han was surprised because when the seven Heavenly Dragon Fruits flew in front of him, six of them actually turned around and continued flying towards the little green dragon. Only one fell down.
Oh, I only have one co-author
In fact, this is an emperor-level medicine. Even one pill is enough to beat the saints to death and make all the emperors take action for it. But who asked the real dragon to get seven pills at once, but only divided them into three pieces? Give him one.
You are greedy for me.
Six Heavenly Dragon Fruits landed on the true dragon's nest and were lined up in front of the little green dragon.
What a waste, they are so small, shouldn’t they be fed milk? What kind of dragon fruit do they want
Then, Ling Han discovered that this little green dragon was... very cheap.
He actually grinned at Ling Han while fiddling with the Tianlong Fruit in front of him. His intention to draw hatred could not be more obvious.
Damn, did you really just hatch? Your expression is too rich.
The real dragon looked at the young son dotingly, and then said to Ling Han: "My young son was jealous of the heavens before he was born, and he was left with hidden wounds. Therefore, I had to seal him in the immortal source and seal him off. The passage of life essence will slowly remove the hidden wounds with time, and he will be born at a suitable moment in the future."
"Although time can heal hidden wounds, it will eventually damage the foundation. I cultivated the Heavenly Dragon Tree just to form the Heavenly Dragon Fruit to repair my son's foundation."
Oh I got it.
Now Ling Han is more mentally balanced. The Tianlong Tree was forcibly pulled from the Saint level to the Emperor level in order to cure the little green dragon. It is good that he can get a piece of fruit.
Moreover, what kind of existence is the true dragon? Do I need to explain anything to him
From this point of view, the real dragon really thinks highly of him.
However, Ling Han was also full of curiosity. Since the mythical beast was created by heaven and earth, it should be favored by heaven. Why was the true dragon jealous of heaven and earth? Moreover, even the Great Emperor cannot heal the hidden wounds. He has to seal them with the Immortal Source and rely on endless time to drive away the hidden wounds. What on earth did this little green dragon suffer
But Zhenlong had no intention of explaining any more. His figure swayed slightly and continued: "I created a set of exercises called Tianlong Emperor Jue, and I will teach it to you now. From now on, you will be responsible for teaching my son how to practice. . If you can cultivate it successfully, you will have the power of a true dragon and will not be afraid of anyone in the world."
The real dragon stretched out its huge claws and tapped Ling Han's forehead. Immediately, a ball of light poured into Ling Han's sea of consciousness.
Boom, this amount of information was so huge that Ling Han couldn't accept it and fainted.
The real dragon didn't care, it was harmless anyway.
He looked at his youngest son, his eyes flashing with love.
If not for this young son, why would he bother to leave a trace of consciousness behind? This consciousness is trapped here and has gone through hundreds of millions of years of loneliness, which is enough to drive anyone crazy.
But he endured it, firstly because he was a great emperor and had such a good character, and secondly because of his love for his youngest son, which made him willing to be so lonely, just so that when his youngest son was born, he could be entrusted to a trustworthy person. And a strong person.
The little green dragon no longer looked mean. He stopped eating eggshells, straightened his head, and looked at the real dragon, his eyes a little moist.
Although he had just been born, he still had a hazy consciousness inside the eggshell, and his wisdom had already been enlightened.
"You need to walk the road ahead by yourself." The real dragon said, his voice was majestic and majestic.
Little Qinglong nodded, and tears finally flowed out, because he knew that the true dragon's spiritual will had completed its mission and was about to be completely dissipated.
This is not death, but relief.
"This boy has great luck and a great future. If you follow him, you may be able to avoid the murders in the future." True Dragon said again.
Xiao Qinglong continued to nod, with tears in his eyes, looking very cute.
"I'm going." The real dragon's figure began to disappear, but his eyes were always fixed on his heir, which was a kind of deep attachment.