Feng Yang has never been like this moment, clearly realizing that Ban Yu is no longer Ban Yu, but Mo TingXianJun who can call the wind and rain. This is the youngest XianJun in history to become a god, and he is also the one with the strongest spiritual power. His long howl caused the earth to shake, and it felt more shocking than thunder. When the huge body hovered in the sky, it was golden, like a scorching sun that narrowed the distance. It was dazzling.
Feng Yang felt that he was really small, maybe he was Mo TingXianJun's leg hair. No, it may not even match a single leg hair. After all, his longest wingspan is only four or five meters, but Mo TingXianJun uses his own body to draw a small world for his family.
What a sense of security is this? No wonder Prince Hong Jian showed a relaxed air when this person came.
Too reliable. It's so reliable that there is no comparison and no harm...
"Puff! Cousin? Hey! Come to mind!" The girl next to Zilin stretched out her hand and shook in front of Feng Yang, "Is my cousin very magical?"
"Yeah." Feng Yang answered without hesitation. His eyes kept falling on Ban Yu, no, it should be Mo Ting, his eyes were not willing to blink.
"Actually, this is not his peak state." Another cousin Cheng Lin said, "Cousin Mo Ting's peak deity is twice as big."
"Then now..."
"The primordial spirit hasn't fully recovered yet," Zi Lin said. "He was smashed to the primordial spirit and scattered because he helped his uncle, that is, his father and king. It will take some time for all to gather."
"But now this is enough to stop the cousin's child." Cheng Lin said, "Cousin, your body is only a phoenix, right?"
"Yes." A very small one.
Feng Yang reacted abruptly, the two people called themselves a bit...
Boom!
At this time, there was another thunder sound, accompanied by a "crack" of lightning, as if it was about to split the entire Baiyutan into two. However, none of these could pass through Mo Ting's body, they were all blocked outside, making Bai Yutan sunny like a sunny day.
Mo Ling's painful groan continued. Although the old dragon queen had seen many children born, at this moment, as a mother, she was still a little worried. She walked around the lake, praying for the coming baby with Queen Xilong. The higher the level of the child to be born, the more dangerous it is, and the one to be born this time is likely to be the best child of the Xihailong generation.
Everyone seemed to be very worried about the baby, only Feng Yang, after being shocked, worried about Mo Ting's safety. Although Mo Ting looks really strong, how can Thunder Tribulation be that simple. I think his mother was turned to ashes under the thunder robbery, and she couldn't even leave him a word.
If only he could be as strong as Mo TingXianJun, so he could help.
Waiting for Feng Yang to think like this, there was a sudden excitement next to him: "I gave birth!"
Queen Dragon and Queen Xilong pointed to a certain place together, Feng Yang took a closer look, is there a small blue dragon over there? This blue dragon is only about one meter in length, not as thick as the mouth of a bowl. The scales on his body that didn't seem to be hard enough were shining with a light blue sheen; he hummed and twisted in the air, then rubbed against his mother.
Prince Hong Jian was very excited when he saw the baby was born, and wanted to go there, but he just touched it twice, and the little dragon looked left and right, and then swam towards Feng Yang.
Feng Yang didn't know the reason, his body stiffened unconsciously, and he was particularly worried about accidentally bumping into this little guy. But the little guy didn't seem to be afraid of him at all. After coming over, he circled him twice and made a "Woo~" sound, similar to the childish voice of a baby "communication" with people at the stage when he was just learning to speak. The soft little movements touch people's hearts.
"Huh? It seems that Xiaowu likes you very much, cousin." Zilin looked at Xiaolong's nephew and said, "You think he wants to be close to you. There have been so many children born before, but this has never happened before."
"Yes, yes, is it possible that Xiaowu is so young that you can tell who is the best here?" Orange Lin said with a smile.
"Is the cousin very good?" Zi Lin asked Cheng Lin.
"Of course it's amazing. Cousin Mo Ting can subdue an old and cunning cousin Xianlong. Isn't that amazing? It's too amazing, okay?"
When Zi Lin thought about it, it made sense.
"Can I touch him?" Feng Yang asked uncertainly. Compared with the dragons I saw just now, this little guy is too small.
"Yes." Mo Ling said this. She had already changed back into a human form some time ago, and she wore a white skirt with water gauze and went ashore. Although his face looked a little pale, there was still unconcealed joy on his face when he saw that the child was born safely.
"Oh?" The little Qinglong rubbed Feng Yang's face with his head.
"Hey!" Feng Yang didn't say anything yet, someone suddenly came over and blocked him: "Little thing! That's my site! Don't rub! Go to your parents and act like a baby."
"Ah..." Xiao Qinglong bowed his head and swam into his mother's arms, as if complaining of grievance.
The old shameless uncle was criticized by a circle of people around him, but he didn't care, he still held Feng Yang's shoulders possessively, and declared sovereignty.
It is rare for Feng Yang to pat someone's paws as before, but instead hold those warm hands: "Is it all right?"
This point of Lei Jie is simply a pediatrics for a god, but someone still took the opportunity to cover his arm: "Fortunately, it hurts a bit here."
Feng Yang believed his evil, grabbed it and rubbed it, and suddenly he was so comfortable that someone groaned.
Zilin: "Tsk! I can't see it!"
Cheng Lin: "Let's go, let's go, my cousin got into the bad habit of sending dog food after going down to the mortal world. What a shame!"
Mo Ling said with a smile: "Father, mother, let's take Xiao Wu back first. Let my younger brother take Feng Yang around, and it will be too late to call them after the official dinner will be held later."
The Dragon Queen thought, but also, it hasn't been long since the son and daughter-in-law have first met. It should be the time when the honey is mixing the oil. It is better to let them be together at this time.
Mo Ting also has this intention. It is rare to come here. How can I get better without Feng Yang? So he waved his hand: "Let's all go. I'll take him back later."
Feng Yang didn't belong to him when he was in school, there were always people around Feng Yang, how about that at home?
Feng Yang couldn't help but touched the little Qinglong who was resting on his mother's head and looked at him, "Little cute."
Xiao Wu swam around, then turned around Feng Yang again before returning to his mother.
When everyone was gone, Mo Ting hugged Feng Yang: "When our baby is born, it must be cuter than Xiao Wu."
Feng Yang: "...You are not afraid that he does not look like a dragon or a phoenix?"
Mo Ting smiled and said: "How is it possible? His father is a dragon, and of course he will be a dragon. Don't worry, there will be no problems that you worry about now."
Feng Yang also laughed: "It sounds like you can have it right away."
When Mo Ting thought about it, he was a bit too advanced. Although he is worthy of XianJun, but this kid's business is really not something he can do right away if he wants to. No matter how powerful an identity is in this world, there are always things that cannot be controlled. However, it may be precisely because of this that people who have children will be particularly surprised, otherwise they can have it if they want, so what fun is there?
let it go!
Panlong Mountain is bigger and much larger than Fengtai Mountain, and the scenery is better than Fengtai Mountain. But Mo TingXianJun did not rush to take Feng Yang to the next place immediately, but sat down again on the rock that he had sat on before. He willfully hugged Feng Yang on his lap, put his chin on Feng Yang's shoulder, and said in the direction of Bai Yutan: "Does the baby like the excitement?"
Feng Yang nodded: "It seems a little bit. When I was in Fengtai Mountain, I didn't have any playmates. Later, I found that it felt good to have friends in the mortal world. It's a pity that these friends can't be brought.
Mo Ting said: "After that, we will come back often. There are many people here. And didn't you find out? My family likes you very much."
Feng Yang turned his head: "With their eagerness to make you a biological child, I think they will also like it even if you bring back a frog."
Mo Ting pretended to be angry, and took a bite in Feng Yang's ear: "Can a frog get into your husband's eyes!"
Feng Yang smiled and covered his ears, and simply leaned against Mo Ting's arms, looking at Jin Guangdasheng. The dark clouds that had gathered in the dark not long ago have already dispersed, like a dream. He hesitated for a moment, followed Mo Ting's words, and couldn't help asking: "Then who played the piano in the pavilion before? Didn't it catch your eyes?"
Mo Ting said: "Of course. If I were so tempted by anyone, I would have had a group of children. She is just the orphan of one of my fairy friends. It is pure morality to keep her here. If she cherishes good fortune, Panlong Mountain will also There is no shortage of her shelter. If she is boring to herself, then I can't blame me for not being particular."
Feng Yang laughed: "It doesn't seem difficult for you to be tempted with me, right?"
Mo Ting didn't realize that he was slapped in the face, and said solemnly: "It can be seen that this matter still has to meet the right person."
Yes, it is not easy not to mention it! Let's just say right!
Feng Yang couldn't help but hugged Mo Ting's neck and took the initiative to kiss him. As a result, he was directly carried to the thin moon sycamore forest. It was almost two hours before he came out again. The two hours here are equivalent to two months in the mortal world! Feng Yang asked Mo Ting quickly: "Did you release the timing needle after you came?!"
Mo Ting: "..."
A certain XianJun couldn't help but touched his nose: "Oh, my memory is getting worse and worse. It's really useless at this age."
Feng Yang: "...No, not useful?!"
It doesn't work. You were so enthusiastic just now! Does your face hurt? !
Mo Ting said: "Or let's not go back. Anyway, we have to come back sooner or later. If you grind the remaining three-leaf golden scales into powder for your husband to flush with water, your spiritual roots will naturally be restored. As for God, you will be Mrs. XianJun soon, what else do you want? We will become immortal in the future."
Feng Yang thinks about it: "But it's too extravagant to flush the gold scales of the three leaves. That's something to bring back to life. Or should we go back? I eat less a day, and I will recover at most one or two months. There is still half of the golden scales left, in case anyone wants to use it someday."
In contrast, Feng Yang would rather be a month or two late, and also wanted to keep half of the three-leaf golden scales.
Mo Ting smiled meaninglessly at this moment: "This can't be used by anyone other than you."
Feng Yang: "Why? Not even the family?"
Mo Ting: "Of course not. Do you know what Mitsuba Jinlin is?"
Feng Yang said without thinking: "The scales that fell off your body."
Mo Ting: "Yes, it's the scales. But do you know where the scales are?"
Feng Yang shook his head. He didn't particularly look for it when Mo Ting formed the dragon shape just now, so he really didn't know this.
Suddenly, there was a sound of learning and asking. Then a little green dragon swam out of the grass. When Xiao Qinglong saw Feng Yang, he swam to him again and rubbed it very intimately.
Mo Ting grabbed the little nephew from Feng Yang without thinking, and turned his belly to show Feng Yang.
Xiao Wu instinctively hooked his tail upwards and wanted to escape, and when he did this, it happened that the scales of the three leaves were lifted up, revealing a small chicken inside.
Feng Yang: "..."