Douluo 2: This Dragon God has too much martial virtue

"Crack!" A slight sound appeared in the quiet valley, it was an abrupt and eye-catching sound.

This means that there is no hot spring egg to eat... No, the Fire Dragon King's only bloodline is about to be born.

A tiny crack appeared on the eggshell, and then more cracks spread out like a spider web. Accompanied by a low roar, like an ancient war drum being struck, a fiery red light shone through the cracks.

There was another "crack!" sound, and a piece of eggshell peeled off. A strong heat wave swept out, and the air around it became distorted. A sharp claw stretched out from the crack, tightly grasped the edge of the eggshell, and broke it hard, causing more eggshell fragments to fall.

With a sharp scraping sound, the egg cracked completely, and the little dragon's slender body swayed and flapped on the ground. Its body was covered with a layer of relatively soft red scales. The edges of the scales were slightly curled, like carefully crafted red tiles, closely arranged together, reflecting brilliant red light, like flowing flames flowing on its body surface.

The strong muscle lines are faintly visible under the scales. Its tail gradually tapers from the base to the tip, and there is a small barb at the tip of the tail that is slightly upturned, like a whip with barbs.

Although the wings are not fully developed, they already have a broad skeleton. The wing membrane is translucent orange-red and looks as thin as a cicada's wing, but it is actually very tough.

“Is this the first time you’ve contacted me using your inverse scale, just to see this… newborn?” Di Tian chose his words carefully, his uncle, the Fire Dragon King, was still present, so he’d better not use inappropriate words like his father did.

"This is the first time I've seen a dragon hatch." Mu Xing ignored the dissatisfaction in Di Tian's tone. She clasped her hands in front of her chest, her eyes full of anticipation. "Aren't you looking forward to its birth?"

"It's not my child." Di Tian had seen this kind of scene many times in the Dragon Realm. After all, he didn't really care whether this fellow dragon could be hatched. The growth of a pure-blooded dragon requires a long time, and cramming in a short period of time can only bring it to the combat power of an Extreme Douluo, which is of almost no help in future battles between gods.

"The Fire Dragon King hopes it's a boy."

"That's such a pity." Di Tian drew out his words, and his teasing tone made the Fire Dragon King's dragon soul want to whip him with its tail.

"Now you and your father have got what you wished for! Sometimes I really don't understand him. He killed our youngest sister, and then committed suicide with your mother... A madman who is willing to sacrifice himself for the continuation of the tribe, he would give up everything! If it weren't for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, he would indeed be the most suitable successor." The Fire Dragon King reluctantly pushed the young dragon towards Mu Xing, "Your Highness, please treat my child well and don't let her follow in Xiaoshui's footsteps." Although his eldest nephew might be better at taking care of children, his eldest brother had a history of parricide.

"That Light Dragon King... is a ruthless dragon." Mu Xing reached out and poked the young dragon's head. "What does she eat? A bucket of brandy and chicken blood every half an hour?"

"Are you serious?" A voice that had been silent for a long time sounded in Mu Xing's mind. Electrolux was holding a large book in his hand. The cover read "Raising Dragons for Fun and Profit". There were also several books beside him, namely "From Fire Dragon Eggs to Hell: A Guide to Raising Fire Dragons" and "The Person Who Dotes on Fire Dragons".

"What did you eat when you were little?" He recited a passage from the book in a magnetic voice. "...The first sparks will appear at about six months old, usually accompanied by thick gray smoke. But the ability to fly will appear later, around twelve months, and your dragon will not be fully developed until it is two years old. Your dragon will need a lot of care in the first few months."

"I don't think this will kill me...right?" Mu Xing admitted that she felt a little guilty. "I'm not ready to have a child yet, and the food I ate before is not available in the netherworld."

In the past, she drank liquid gold of life as water. The Goddess of Life even replicated the nursery that was once exclusive to the Dragon God and cultivated various kinds of fairy fruits to feed her.

“You ate too well before!” Alex closed the book. Although he didn’t know the specific effects of those fairy fruits, he knew about the Life Gold. Take the emergency food in Huo Yuhao’s spiritual sea for example. Its vitality of a million years added together was only the size of a teardrop of Life Gold.

As long as there is a huge amount of vitality to nourish him, his consciousness will continue to be repaired. No wonder when his consciousness just entered Mu Xing's spiritual sea, his incomplete memories were instantly replenished, and he could even free up his hands to fight with the Golden Dragon King.

He suddenly realized that she was also a young lady in distress, similar to the goddess who broke up with her biological father and the mutated Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, all on the road of struggle.

But aren't you a little too rebellious, Miss? Alex stared with wide eyes as he watched Mu Xing stuff the newborn dragon to Di Tian, ​​saying that he had big breasts and was suitable for breastfeeding.

"Just eat it, don't waste it." Di Tian cursed the crazy cow cat in his heart, while putting the baby dragon next to the eggshell and stuffing the scattered eggshell fragments into its mouth.

"I thought newborn dragons also needed to drink milk." Alex was obviously comparing this egg-laying fire dragon with the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon of the Holy Demon Continent. After all, the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragons were all born alive.

He picked up another seemingly insignificant book, "Magic Your Cheese," which contained instructions on how to make pitaya cheese.

"Your Highness, have you thought of a name for her?" The Fire Dragon King was very tired.

"What are you going to name her? Norberta?" Electrolux threw the book aside and asked with interest.

But no matter what, he was very confident in this student's literary accomplishment. Although Mu Xing might have done something meaningful in the naming method, it was always reasonable and well-founded.

"炩." Mu Xing looked at Xiaolong's pink dragon eyes gently, which were like the color of the sunset in the sky reflected on the snow.

"Why?" Although the Fire Dragon King was puzzled, he did not raise any objection.

"It means that a new flame is burning again inside a dying fire." Mu Xing continued to poke Xiao Long's head with her finger. Xiao Long bit her finger, revealing his sharp long teeth. "Ah! She bit me!"

Neither of them gave him peace of mind! Di Tian quickly opened the dragon's mouth and stuffed a piece of eggshell into it.

"Be gentle to your sister!" The Fire Dragon King roared angrily.