What should I do if the insect king hatches from the egg I picked up?

After hanging up the communication with Bai Hao, Emperor Xiu turned to look at the corridor, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Are you awake?"

"Um……"

The tall figure hidden in the shadows slowly walked into the light, with long black and silver hair shawl, and slim black clothes outlining a smooth waistline. The tip of the silver wormtail tail hung loosely behind him, symbolizing the golden vertical line of the king. Hitomi looked at the lazy dragon sitting on the sofa.

"you've been drinking?"

"Well, I had a drink with the emperor... where is Xiaoxia?"

"Still sleeping."

Emperor Xiu raised his chin towards the sofa on the other side, motioning for Yirels to sit down. Then with a smile on his face, he asked him, "You also saw the person on the screen just now."

Yrels nodded slightly.

Of course, I saw that dragon who was on par with the imperial cultivator, and the same dazzling golden eyes.

Emperor Xiu held his head with one hand and smiled maliciously: "That is Jingxia's biological father, Bai Hao. He is also... your future father-in-law."

Yirels:…

what?

As the Insect King, Yirels rarely felt a little panicked...

If it was a few days ago, Emperor Xiu might still have the heart to continue teasing this kid, but today he drank some wine and was a little sleepy. He just closed his eyes and lazily warned: "When the time comes, go back to the gap and behave well."

Whether he behaves well or not will determine how many beatings he will receive.

Yirels felt a chill running down his spine, but he still nodded in agreement: "Okay."

Seeing the sleepiness on Emperor Xiu's face, Yirels' Adam's apple twitched, but he still asked aloud: "Xiu, do you want to go back to the secret room and take a rest?"

Emperor Xiu shook his head and refused: "If I go in now, it will affect Xiaoxia's transformation."

It's not like this kid, whose fate is closely connected with Jingxia's.

He is just an acting guardian.

Yi Rui, who was already in his adult form, looked at this dedicated dragon with a serious look in his golden eyes: "During the coming-of-age ceremony, do you also have to sit at my family's table, otherwise I will really be alone. "

After hearing this, Emperor Xiu glanced up at the young man with a serious face, looked at the other person's clenched hands that revealed his nervousness, and smiled.

"Row"

Also, I still have an unclear relationship with this guy.

The consciousness of the universe suddenly said: "Who is whose father?" ]

Emperor Xiu: The fist is hard.

[roll! I don’t care about your relationship! Anyway, now I’m considered this kid’s father! If you say one more thing, I will become your father! ]

The fat dumpling of cosmic consciousness left Emperor Xiu's consciousness dejectedly, not forgetting to leave a sentence:

[Hmph, you traitor! ]

Di Xiu felt his mind go empty and laughed again.

Yi Rui watched Di Xiu stand up with a puzzled look on his face, walked up to him, and rubbed his head.

Di Xiu ruffled Yi Rui's silky hair, then patted his shoulder: "Okay, will we both be seated by then?"

For the first time, Yirels did not exchange words with Emperor Xiu. Instead, he raised his head and smiled: "Okay."

Very good... Emperor Xiu no longer gave him the feeling of being apart from all sentient beings like when he first arrived home.

It was as if Piaoping had finally found a place to stay and took root among her companions.

Suddenly, Yirels felt his shoulders tighten, and the voice of the person in front of him also sounded a little dangerous.

Di Xiu's hand on Yi Rui's shoulder became tighter and tighter: "But..."

Irels: What is OVO?

The imperial cultivator’s voice became more and more dangerous:

"I noticed just now that the smell is stronger now that I'm closer. What's going on with your mating aura?"

Yrels: QVQ

"It's just... entering the breeding season..."

Help, didn't he use the method Jingxia taught him to mask his breath just before he came out? How come the emperor cultivator can still smell it!

The smile on Emperor Xiu's face grew stronger, and he said word by word: "It's... the breeding season...?"

Suddenly, the smile on Emperor Xiu's face disappeared, as if it had never appeared before, and his stern face made Yi Rui's hair stand on end: "You didn't do anything to Jingxia, right?"

Yrels shook his head violently: "No! Xiaoxia is not an adult yet!"

Emperor Xiu snorted coldly and retracted his hand: "That's okay."

Otherwise, he would have to ask the hospital where the event was held before.

"The empire will have a commendation ceremony in a few days. Now that you're awake, you can attend as a representative of the Zerg."

Irels was twisting his pinched shoulder: Huh?

The Insect King is the representative?

Emperor Xiu also stretched his body and continued: "It proves that the two parties have officially established friendly cooperation."

Yrels: Okay, as long as you're happy.

"I'm going to take a nap, and you should go back and pay attention to Jingxia."

"Okay, you should also pay more attention to rest."

"understood."

After Emperor Xiu finished speaking, he strode towards his bedroom, humming a dragon tune.

Yirels watched Emperor Xiu enter the room and was about to get up and go back to the treasure house.

He came out once to reassure Di Xiu that he had successfully grown up and Jing Xia was sleeping peacefully.

…………

"Ugh... So after the commendation meeting is over, we have to go back to school?"

Miljie, who returned to the team villa, lay down on the sofa with his upper body slumped and half of his body slumped on the carpet.

"Otherwise? Don't you want to get your diploma?"

August was digging out the information he had obtained on the battlefield from the space button, and he was going to sort it out and store it in the database.

As August said, he raised his head and glanced at the AI ​​white catkin projection with his legs crossed on the chair next to him.

Bai Xu noticed his gaze, showed a standard smile, and asked: "What's wrong, little August?"

"nothing."

August shook his head, lowered his head and continued to organize things.

This artificial intelligence is getting closer and closer to humans.

According to the regulations of the empire, people like Bai Xu can apply to be assessed as an intelligent race.

But looking at Bai Xu's appearance, it seemed that he had not considered this matter.

Milger also looked up at the AI ​​who was following August, and asked curiously: "Don't you have to follow Herbert?"

When Herbert returned to the empire, he did not come back with them, but went to his father's place. Why did this AI not follow Herbert, but followed Auguste! He also affectionately called August Little August!

He didn't even scream!

Upon hearing this, AI Bai Xu turned the projection towards Miljie: "This is just my clone data, my main body is still with Little Herbert."

Miljie nodded in understanding.

In other words, where there is a network, this AI can basically be everywhere.

Tsk tsk, what's going on is a bit scary. But fortunately, the control of AI is in the hands of Herbert and the others.

A soldier who is so upright and selfless.

Thinking of this, Miljie suddenly raised his head like a little seal and said in an angry voice: "But why are there only three of us at home... Where is Lan Huaili?!"

The promised love team is here!

AI Bai Xu was helping August collect the data and replied to him with a smile: "Half an interstellar hour ago, Lan Huali had packed up his things and headed to the villa where the Zerg lived."

However, there is probably only one bug left in the villa now, and the rest of the bugs have returned to the bug base camp.

Miljie slumped back again.

Wow wow wow, he missed the time when we were all together so much.

Seeing that the boy was wilting again, Auguste casually rubbed the messy blond hair: "Okay, come here and help me tidy up. After tidying up, go to bed early and adjust your condition."

Milger: "Oh"

After receiving the mission, Milger got up from the ground, leaned next to August, and sorted out the data on the battlefield with him.

When Bai Xu saw the two teenagers leaning on each other's shoulders, he felt as if his own projection was hundreds of watts bright.

He laughed and dispersed the projection, returned to August's optical brain, and continued to help August upload the data of this battlefield without any casualties.

A war without death is really good.