The cannon fodder who died prematurely wakes up [Quick Transmigration]

The palace is very large, and it took the cubs half a day to walk around the palace. Of course, the most important thing is that they are very interested in the dragon on the dragon pillar.

And what they are most interested in is the blue dragon that looks exactly like their father.

The three cubs stood under the green dragon pillar, touching the bottom dragon tail.

Rarely, the green dragon carved from jade does not feel cold to the touch, but is so moist that people can't put it down.

"If it's smaller, I can take it back and show it to my father." The little dragon cub said regretfully.

"Perhaps you can bring your father, cub."

"That's right, I can bring my father to see..." Xiaolongzi subconsciously said, and then suddenly realized that his voice was very strange.

The other three cubs also heard it, and Ao Xiaomo, who was watching the black dragon pillar on the other side, reacted, and immediately turned around and ran to the little friend.

"Yes... who is talking?" Little Dragon Cub stepped back a few steps and leaned against his little friend, pretending to be calm.

The other cubs also looked around warily.

"Look up, cub." The kind voice sounded again.

Hearing that strange voice, the cubs looked up subconsciously, and when they looked up, they saw Qinglong on the dragon pillar looking down at them.

The dragon that was originally carved on the dragon pillar seemed to come alive, circling around the dragon pillar.

"Ah!" Seeing the big dragon coming back to life, the cubs exclaimed subconsciously, and hurriedly took a few steps back.

Looking up at the dragons on the other dragon pillars, they all came back to life. At this time, they all turned their dragon heads to look at them.

And the four cubs shivered together like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

"Has the blood of the cubs of the dragon and phoenix races been mixed to this extent?" The golden dragon circled the dragon pillar for a few weeks, then stopped on it and looked at the cubs in the middle of the palace.

"I don't think so..." The ice dragon moved its body, "Their shells should have been broken in advance by external force, and they look a little underdeveloped."

I don't know what they are talking about, but the cubs are very insightful and silent, but the cubs also feel the gentle and kind eyes falling on them.

Moreover, just by their dragon appearance, the cubs have a good first impression of them.

"Children, where are your parents?" Qinglong, who spoke first, asked again.

Seeing that Qinglong looks like his father, Xiaolong cub has a good impression of him.

"What are parents?" Little Dragon Cub asked curiously, "But we have Father and Daddy, and they are sleeping."

"Then how did you get here?" Qinglong asked patiently.

"This one……"

Hearing Qinglong's inquiry, the cubs suddenly remembered what their father told them not to run around, and felt guilty.

Seeing the small movements of the cubs, they knew that these cubs had escaped secretly.

After several questions and answers, the fear in the cubs' hearts disappeared.

Among them, Feng Xiaojin was the most daring, and ran to Jinlong who had the same hair color as him.

"You're also golden..." Feng Xiaojin looked up at the golden dragon enviously, stretched out her hand and carefully touched his dragon's tail, "I'm golden like you, why don't I have horns and a tail?"

Although I heard Yan Yan say that this is a genetic mutation, he has feathers just like his father.

But Feng Xiaojin actually prefers his father's appearance. When he grows up, he can become tall and mighty, and when fighting alien beasts, he can send them flying with a flick of his tail.

"What kind of dragon horn and tail do you want for a Phoenix cub?" The golden dragon circled around the dragon pillar, turned in a direction, and went downstream.

The Phoenix clan has always been proud of themselves, and they love their own phoenix feathers, and even look down on their dragon clan's cold and hard dragon scales.

Now, a Phoenix cub actually asked why he didn't have dragon horns and tails, and Jin Long couldn't help being curious about this cub.

"Cub of the Phoenix Clan? I'm not, my father is a giant blue dragon, and I'm a cub of the Dragon Clan!" Feng Xiaojin retorted with a puffy face.

The other dragons on the dragon pillars naturally heard what Feng Xiaojin said.

Zilong moved down the dragon body, "It seems that these cubs are not only stunted, but also have not inherited the inheritance of the dragon clan and the phoenix clan."

Hearing Feng Xiaojin's words, the fire dragon walked towards the bottom of the dragon pillar and stopped one meter away.

"What about you, little cub, do you also want dragon horns and dragon tails more?" A deep voice suddenly came from above her head, Feng Xiaohong was startled and backed up a few steps with a cry of surprise, her eyes flushed.

The silver dragon on the right looked at the fire dragon reproachfully, "Fire dragon, you scared the cub."

Seeing that the red-haired cub still had some fear in its eyes, Fire Dragon coughed lightly. "I didn't know this cub was so timid."

Hearing the conversation between Silver Dragon and Fire Dragon, Feng Xiaohong suddenly felt less scared.

"I... I like my father's dragon horns and tail, but I prefer the same hair as my father's." Feng Xiaohong raised her hand to touch the phoenix feathers at the end of her eyes, and whispered.

At this time, they suddenly heard the sound of arguing from the black dragon, and turned their heads to look over, only to find that it was the black dragon cub and the black dragon who were arguing.

Of course, it was the black dragon cub who unilaterally retorted angrily, and the black dragon seemed a little helpless.

"What's wrong?" Qinglong asked aloud.

Hearing Qinglong's inquiry, Heilong had no choice but to explain to him.

After a long time, after listening to the black dragon's explanation, the other dragons also showed helplessness.

These cubs are not only stunted and not inherited, but also have misunderstandings about their race and parents.

And from the rebuttal of the black dragon cubs, it is known that their father is Qinglong, and their father is Baifeng from the Phoenix clan.

Look at the four of them again, a green dragon cub, a black dragon cub, a golden phoenix cub and a red phoenix cub.

Could this be siblings?

impossible.

But the dragons also saw that these cubs were completely irrational about their father and father, and couldn't reason with them.

Seeing that the cubs were about to get angry again, Qinglong stopped the black dragon from continuing.

They have been guarding here for tens of thousands of years, and it is rare for cubs to come over, so they cannot be angered away.

There are many treasures in the palace. In order to make the cubs happy, the dragons let them take whatever they want, as much as they want.

Small dragon cubs are interested in all things that are golden, while black dragon cubs are fond of all kinds of round objects.

As for Feng Xiaojin and Feng Xiaohong, they just flipped through all kinds of things, and they were not interested after playing with them for a while.

There were also many doors in the palace, and all kinds of strange treasures were placed in the doors, and the cubs played here for many days.

After staying here for a few days, fearing that their father would wake up and not see them, the cubs said goodbye to the dragon.

Before leaving, the little dragon cub curiously asked Qinglong a question.

"Have you always been hanging on the dragon pillar?"

"Hahaha, we are the dragons on the dragon pillar, where would we hang if we don't hang on it?" Zilong laughed loudly.

"We are the dragon souls guarding the Dragon Tomb Palace, so we are naturally attached to the dragon pillar." Qinglong patiently explained to them.

When the cubs knew that the dragons were dead, their eyes turned red.

Thinking of his father and father, the little dragon cub felt a little apprehensive, "Can dragons die too?"

"Yes." Qinglong replied.

"What about the phoenix? Will the phoenix die too?" the little dragon cub asked eagerly.

"My child, any life will come to an end, even a beast." Qinglong looked at him kindly.

Hearing the giant dragon's words, the golden doudou in Xiaolong's eyes finally couldn't help but fell, "So... so my dad is not sleeping, but... he can't wake up, right?"

Xiaolongzai's words also broke Feng Xiaohong's emotions, and the red-haired Fengzai wept silently beside her, and soon wet the floor at her feet.

It is not that the dragons have never seen crying cubs before they were alive, but those were all lying on the ground, rolling and crying.

How could he be crying so hard like now, which made Long feel pity.

The dragons on the dragon pillar look at me and I look at you, I don't know what to do.

In the end, Qinglong comforted them with his voice, after all, he also made these cubs cry.

But are crying pups so easy to soothe?Not to mention that they had just learned that Daddy was dead.

Looking at the four cubs who were crying more and more fiercely, the dragons began to feel headaches.

At this time, Qinglong suddenly sensed that their savior was coming.

"My children, here comes your father."

As soon as Qinglong finished speaking, the gate of the palace was pushed open.

The savior that the giant dragon spoke of was Ao Qing who had just arrived.

Ao Qing just fell into a short sleep, but when he woke up, he found that his cubs were gone.

Only he can open Dragon's Tomb, so the cubs must still be here.

Taking Taoist companions with him, Ao Qing rushed to the only palace in the Dragon Tomb.

However, what Ao Qing didn't expect was that as soon as he opened the gate of the palace, he saw four cubs running towards him crying loudly.

Being bullied?

But how did he remember that these senior dragon souls liked the cubs very much, it seemed impossible to bully the cubs, right?

"Why are you crying?" Ao Qing knelt down and saw that their noses were red from crying.

"Father...Father, is Daddy...couldn't wake up?" Little Dragon Cub was very sad, crying and hiccupping at the same time.

"Wow——I don't want daddy to die!" Feng Xiaojin grabbed her father's clothes, raised her head and cried loudly.

As for Feng Xiaohong, she was so crying that she couldn't speak.

"It's all that bad man! If it wasn't for him, Dad wouldn't have died at all!"

I have to say that Feng Xiaojin really told some truths by mistake.

"Can father save daddy?" Ao Xiaomo, who was full of tears, looked at his father anxiously, his eyes full of expectation.

The other three cubs also heard what Ao Xiaomo said, and they all stopped crying and looked at their father expectantly.

For the cubs, the father is omnipotent.

"Of course, your father will wake up soon." Seeing the expectation in the eyes of the cubs, Ao Qing nodded and gave an affirmative answer.

Hearing his father's words, the cubs laughed through their tears, "Father is the best!"

As long as the father said yes, no cub doubted the authenticity of his father's words.

Finally comforting the cubs, Ao Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and the other dragons on the dragon pillar also breathed a sigh of relief.

The presence of the father makes the cubs feel more secure.

Seeing the cubs happily climbing up and down the pair of huge dragon horns in the center of the palace, Ao Qing's stern eyebrows and eyes softened a bit.

"You are the current Dragon King of the Dragon Clan?" Qinglong asked.

"Exactly." Ao Qing nodded.

"You's Dragon Pill is broken, why?" The ice dragon beside him was puzzled.

There are two sources of dragon power, the dragon horn and the dragon pill, and once there is a crack in these two places, it is difficult to heal by itself.

If there is a crack in the dragon core, it means that the dragon is not far from death.

The Dragon Tomb is isolated from the world, and the dragon souls guarding the Dragon Tomb Palace naturally don't know the outside world.

Simply because the children were playing vigorously, Ao Qing stood aside and told them about the current situation in the outside world.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-01-2923:30:26~2021-01-3022:41:33期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: why bother, Chu Qiao, I love you one Joe;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of forget-me-nots; 2 bottles of me and the author; 1 bottle of Meng, Ke Xun, and Luo Zhidao;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!