Chapter 36

When the dragon blood penetrates into the body of little golden dragon, it is in a very strange state. Under the protection of the eggshell, the package of the emulsion did not move as if it had completely lost the vitality of life.

"Is it difficult to make up for the deficiency?" Haotian frowned at the egg, a little confused.

A moment later, I saw that the egg that had been placed on the dragon book case suddenly soared into the air and flew towards the center of Lingxiao hall with a brush. In flying at the same time, still can't stop rotating.

A trace of golden light, as if from the inside of the egg, began to radiate around.

"Click..."

A low and inaudible sound of fragmentation sounded in the Lingxiao hall. Haotian immediately laughed: "ha ha ha, scare me. It's not enough. As a result, you are going to break the shell. "

With a wave of his big hand, the aura of Lingxiao hall rushes towards the dragon egg in the center. The process of breaking the shell is the most difficult. If the aura can't keep up, it is likely to fail. All the eggs are the same, including Fuxi, Nuwa, Dijun, Taiyi and Kunpeng.

That is because of this, so the original Tianzun has always looked down on the demon clan, that they are covered with scales and claws, emulsified egg generation.

"Hiss... Hiss..." although the sound is very subtle, but it is getting bigger and bigger, and the cracks on the eggshell gradually extend from the top to the whole. The golden light overflowed from the egg, as if what was hidden inside was not a little golden dragon, but a rare treasure.

"Roar..."

"Bang!"

First there was a young dragon roar, and then there was the sound of the eggshell breaking and falling to the ground. Clouds from the dragon, wind from the tiger, in the whole Lingxiao hall, a group of auspicious clouds emerge. A nine clawed golden dragon, which is only a few meters long and has no mottled body, breaks its shell and rises into the air.

"Roar..."

"Roar..."

"Roar..."

Three dragon roars, one more majestic than the other, from just young to today's majestic, even just a moment.

The nine clawed Golden Dragon grew up against the wind and stopped growing three feet long. In this way, it circled, danced and reveled in the LingXiao palace. It's like celebrating for yourself, celebrating your new life. It swallows the clouds and puffs the mist. When the Dragon claws grasp it wantonly, the aura of heaven and earth condenses once. This is not a kind of magic, but its own talent.

"Ha ha ha, good, good!" Haotian sits on the Dragon chair and laughs. Although the little golden dragon is still very young, it has the cultivation of golden immortal. It is rare in today's world.

On hearing his hearty smile, little Jinlong seemed to realize that there was still one person in the hall.

Dragon mouth a lie, clear transmission happy mood, whoosh toward Haotian rushed over.

The two young dragon horns are glittering with gold and look very lovely. He gently stops three inches away from Haotian's body, and then gently sticks his dragon horn to Haotian's face, sticks out his little tongue and licks him slightly, with incomparable intimacy in his eyes.

Haotian was surprised. He felt that this little guy was a girl when he was so close? With a slight curl of his mouth, it seems that his wish to let her lead a series of gods has failed, but he has a daughter for no reason, which is also excellent.

Stretch out a big hand to caress the head of the little fellow slowly: "come, let father Huang teach you the skill of transforming shape!"

The hand Fu Zhuan flickers gently, and a golden light enters the mind of the little golden dragon. A trace of pure and bright color suddenly appears in her confused little eyes. Then looking at Haotian, he tilted his head and licked his tongue.

"Mm-hmm!" Haotian nodded. Then, with a wave of his hand, the Little Golden Dragon flew down to meet this aura. Between the clouds, a little girl in a golden princess dress, about four or five years old, appeared on the spot.

With a small pink face, a chubby body, watery eyes, two small hair buns and two dragon horns on the noisy door, the whole person looks extremely lovely.

See this little girl respectfully toward Haotian a kowtow, milk said: "see your father!"

No matter in the past life or in this life, has Haotian ever had a child? So a call, the heart will melt away. With a gentle wave, a breeze lifted little Jinlong up and brought him to his side: "little guy, from now on, my father will give you a taboo name, Longji. What do you think? "

Little girl also a crooked neck, looking at Haotian blink big eyes, and then nodded: "good!"

"Good, good." Haotian happily picked it up. Father and daughter flew out and stood on the Lingxiao hall.

"From now on, I will grant Longji the title of Princess Tianting and my first son."

"Boom!" There is a feeling in the sky, the music is singing in unison, the flowers are falling from the sky, and the clouds are showing a festive color.

Everyone in the sky is stunned, princess? First child? Are you kidding? Haven't you heard that the queen mother is pregnant? Besides, even if you are pregnant, you won't be born so soon.

In the fairyland of yaochi, the queen mother of yaochi was also puzzled. She quickly got up and flew to the Lingxiao hall.

When the gods arrived, they saw a little girl in Haotian's arms, holding his glass crown in one hand and a piece of candy in the other.

Yao Chi immediately frowned and stepped forward slowly. But she didn't lose her temper with Haotian. The little girl's dragon power could hardly be covered up. She was born in the dragon family. Haotian won't have such a daughter.

"Come on, Jill, call the queen!"

Haotian gently puts Longji on his own dragon book case. The little girl quietly looks up at yaochi, and then respectfully salutes yaochi: "Longji, see your mother!"

"Good boy Yao Chi touched her little head and asked, "Your Majesty, what is this?"

"It's a gift from heaven!" With a mysterious smile, Haotian points to heaven and laughs. Then he looks at Taibai Jinxing and others: "in the future, Longji will be the princess of heaven. If anyone dares to be disrespectful, the 18 levels of hell torture are for him. "

"No, no!"

Three old men saluted Longji respectfully: "I'll wait for Princess Longji!"

The little girl looked at Haotian. He picked his eyebrows and put her hand up. Longji understood in a moment, and said, "Zhuqing is flat!"

"Thank you, princess." The three old men looked at each other, a little at a loss.

"Princess Longji is a nine clawed golden dragon, living in the ancestral dragon blood. In the future, let Aoguang and they all come to see the real dragon. " When Haotian said this, people suddenly realized that it was so. This time I look at Longji with a little real respect.