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

Jing Xia was so frightened by the big hand on her shoulder that she reflexively raised her jade-like right hand to invite him to take a shot of dragon flame.

Hearing the familiar voice, the golden-red dragon flames came to the front of the sly smile before he could withdraw it.

Emperor Xiu held the jade hair crown that he had accidentally pulled off in his hand and tossed it up and down. With one hand on his hip, his blue eyes looked up and down at Jingxia's white dragon figure.

He was quite tall, reaching just below his eyes. The silky white long hair hangs down on the shoulders, flowing down like a waterfall. The gilt vertical pupils show the shame of being teased, and the gold silk clothes make the young man full of dignity.

"So you're up so late at night, why are you here?"

He almost arrested the wrong person.

"I smelled the smell of the person from before, so I wanted to take a look."

When he catches the person, he can study why the person is covered in dragon blood and bones, and maybe only one piece of human skin is his own.

Jingxia stretched out his hand, palm facing up, to signal Dixiu to return the crown to him.

"Then your nose is pretty sharp."

Emperor Xiu closed his eyes, with a smile on his lips, pretending not to see the white palm, and continued to play with the hair crown in his hand.

Well, it seems to be made of Dushan jade.

The young Bai Long, who originally had an expression as indifferent as a clear spring under the moon, couldn't hold on after hearing these teasing words.

His gilded eyes stared at Emperor Xiu, and his palms almost reached under Emperor Xiu's eyelids.

The stern face looked childish due to the bulging cheeks, like an immortal's posture tainted with the breath of mortals.

"Xiu! Give it back to me! And..."

"Does that person have anything to do with you?"

Jingxia recalled the aura burning in the dragon flames, and the answer in his heart made him feel uncomfortable.

The tall man in front of him did not answer directly. Instead, he patted the foot of the bed and said with gentle eyes:

"Come sit here and I'll tie it up for you."

Seeing this, Jing Xia climbed up on the bed and sat cross-legged, holding her chin in her hands and pointing the back of her head at Emperor Xiu.

Di Xiu held the hair crown in one hand, brushed the silky hair with the other, and snorted calmly out of sight of Jing Xia.

"It's just...a chess piece to help me get out of the vicious circle of fate."

At the end of the sentence, he spoke with a somewhat contemptuous tone.

He tied up the young man's hair skillfully and pinched the smooth back of the young man's neck with his big hands, like grabbing the skin of a young dragon's neck, causing the young man's neck to shrink.

"The cub should go to bed early."

The worried old father urged: "There is no need to search for it deliberately. After all, there is an illegal world consciousness around that person."

The things his consciousness had stolen from him were almost exhausted.

…………

The two dragons moved freely within the Zerg without anyone noticing.

A white shadow appeared in Jingxia's room. Just as he was about to lie down on the bed and continue sleeping, a black shadow appeared at the head of the bed.

In just a moment, the white-haired Jingxia restrained the opponent with absolute strength and pressed him onto the soft quilt.

"Mumu?"

Bailong's cool voice sounded.

Both sides were in a daze, observing the familiar yet unfamiliar opponent with the same golden vertical pupils.

The young man with white clothes and white hair, who was slender and full of strength but not slender, held a silver tail like an iron whip in one hand. He pressed the obviously poisonous needle at the top of the tail against the neck of the person under him and stretched it along the fingertips. Tight and smooth skin, you can feel the beating pulse of the other person.

One hand shifts from holding the other's hands to supporting the head of the bed, keeping the waist straight so as not to press the other person.

The hair that Emperor Xiu had just tied up on the side of his face slid down his shoulders and hung next to the face of the person beneath him, bringing with it a hint of itch.

Beneath him, the Zerg with the golden-red vertical pupils that Jingxia was very familiar with, was none other than Yirels, who had barely transformed into a human boy.

The black and silver gradient wolf-tailed hair looked a bit messy due to being suppressed. At first, the golden red vertical pupils contained murderous intent and fierceness, but turned into surprise and a hint of grievance. His eyebrows were not inferior to the beauty of Jingxia's human form, and his lips and teeth The red and white color shows his handsomeness in adulthood.

After his hands were released, the black claws turned into normal white and slender hands, grabbing the clothes of the person in front of him.

Silver Tail, who was caught by the opponent, relaxed his muscles, retracted his tail needle with venom ready to be unleashed, and entangled the tip of his tail with the opponent's well-joined fingers and wrists.

Jing Xia's entangled hands habitually used his free thumb to rub the naughty tip of his tail soothingly.

Warm fingers brushed against the cold and sensitive tip of the tail, and the touch made both of them shiver.

Jing Xia, Yi Rui:......

What is this atmosphere about?

Jing Xia looked down at her own figure reflected in the other person's eyes, her Adam's apple rolled up and down, and she clicked her tongue, not knowing what to say.

"Mumu you..."

"fraud"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the Zerg boy's golden red vertical pupils were immediately filled with tears. His thin lips moved slightly and he muttered a clear and sweet sound, with the end of the Zerg's unique hissing sound.

"..."

Jing Xia was completely silent now, closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

no? ah?

What's going on with this little daughter-in-law who looks like she's being bullied? !

Before he could mentally prepare to speak again, his hand was empty.

The Zerg boy suddenly transformed back into his original short and fat larval form. His round eyes were still wet, and the crystal teardrops fell and soaked the down on the cub's chest.

Jingxia quickly took the struggling cub into her arms and comforted her.

"Be good, don't cry. Why did I lie to you?"

The white-haired young man was in a hurry and a little confused. He asked himself that he really didn't deceive this little insect.

"Uulu~gu" is obviously an adult.

The dark claws were placed on Jingxia's arm, and the golden-red vertical pupils stared at Jingxia, who was obviously in adult form.

So big! We promised to grow up together!

If the imperial cultivator were here, they would probably point their noses at Yrels and scold him: What a bastard, evil insect, and evil insect complained first!

Then he turned Yi Rui into a worm cake. (bushi)

However, now there is only the simple dragon cub Jingxia in the room.

The still innocent Jingxia, who has lived in the gap for hundreds of years, has even forgotten to restore his teenage form. He still holds the black and silver round insect cub into his arms with the white-haired young man's body, and coaxes and pats the cub's back with one hand. .

The butterfly knot formed by overlapping crystal wings trembles gently as if it is injected with life when being flapped.

Jing Xia covered up the details and explained his situation to Yrels.

For the same mixed race, Jingxia's situation is much more serious than Yi Rui's. Yi Rui almost died because of the entanglement of bloodlines from the same world, not to mention the fact that bloodline energy from different worlds appeared in one body at the same time.

Jingxia's white dragon bloodline relied on the secret method found by his grandfathers to successfully enter its adult form. Only after the white dragon bloodline under the "Changsheng" family matures can the balance of the remaining two bloodlines be maintained.

"Hmm"

The cat-headed Zerg blinked its big eyes, and the tears fell quickly, and they were put away quickly. The little head rubbed along the collarbone and into Jingxia's neck.

After coaxing the cub, Jingxia lay back down with Tuanzi in her arms, and the dragon and the insect lay so warmly on the soft quilt.

Jing Xia patted Yi Rui's back like a coaxing child, and whispered sleepily about her experience with her grandfather in order to mature the white dragon's bloodline.

He did not see the light flowing in the eyes of the insect cub, which seemed to have returned to its well-behaved appearance.