Wear Jackie Chan's only cub

The upheaval of the demon world did not affect the heaven at all. With the return of many gods and immortals from all walks of life, the whole heaven was extremely lively.

However, Shi Yuan has never been a hospitable person. He has been a god for tens of thousands of years, and other gods and immortals who have had contact with him all know his cold and arrogant temperament. He asked the disciples under his seat to send salutes, and didn't bother him much.

So after returning to the heaven for a few days, except for the people in Chenxu Palace, no one knew that Shiyuan Shangshen had a little dragon king beside him.

If it is a baby dragon that is born normally, it will be known at birth, and there is no need for anyone to teach it, as the innate inheritance is carried in the blood.

But Xue Mi is not a dragon cub born normally, so she doesn't know anything, so many things need to be taught by people around her, even walking is taught by Luo Ling holding her hand.

The first thing Xuemihui did after he left was to look for Shiyuan with his short-legged Manchen Xugong.

Before the road was completely stable, he began to scurry around the palace while leaning on the wall.

Luo Ling and a group of fairies carefully followed behind to protect them. Although they knew that what Xiao Longjun was wearing could withstand a fatal blow from the gods, let alone bumps, they were still very careful, for fear of There is a slight difference.

"Mr. Xiaolong, slow down!"

After circling round and round in the promenade, finally saw the person he was looking for in front of Qinglian Pond, Xue Mi yelled happily and rushed over, the sweet little milk voice made her lean against the side of the pool Shi Yuan's fingertips trembled when he was taking a nap on the collapsed bed.

"Yuan Yuan!"

Shi Yuan opened his eyes slightly, and a white milk dumpling rushed into his arms.

The little dragon cub grows extremely fast, almost changing every day. It couldn't even walk on the first day after hatching, but it can run after only a few days, and even its stature has grown a little.

Not long ago, I couldn't even understand the words, but now I can speak a lot.

It's just that after he repeatedly corrected that he wasn't his father, the name Yuan Yuan couldn't be called out by this brat anymore.

Seeing the person who jumped into his arms, Shi Yuan picked up the back of his neck and corrected him coldly: "You should call me Shangshen."

Xue Mi was pinched uncomfortably and twisted in Shi Yuan's hand. Not only was he not afraid at all when he looked at him so coldly, but he also stretched out two small hands to hold Shi Yuan's arm tightly, and would not change after repeated admonitions: "Yuan Yuan .”

Luo Ling at the side saw a white shadow flashing in front of his eyes, and subconsciously opened his hands, catching Xiao Longjun who was thrown in a parabola.

Xue Mi who was hugged full of arms blinked her big black eyes and met Luo Ling who was holding him, her snow-white bun face slightly puffed up, and her bright red mouth was pouting before she heard the voice, she turned her head quickly .

Seeing Shi Yuan got up from the collapsed chair and walked out, he quickly twisted from Luo Ling's body to get off, and followed behind desperately.

Luo Ling had no choice but to quickly follow behind, and the other fairies also quickly caught up.

Shangshen's speed was beyond the reach of a little dragon cub whose horns hadn't grown hard yet.

Seeing that the person was not far in front of him, but Xuemi couldn't catch up, his steps became chaotic, and before he fell to the ground, he was picked up by Luo Ling who was following behind him .

Xue Mi pointed to the direction Shi Yuan left, and looked at Luo Ling aggrievedly: "Yuan Yuan..."

Luo Ling coaxed softly: "Shangshen has something to do, today's Ancient Records haven't been told yet, let's go and listen to the story, shall we?"

It wasn't until Shi Yuan was completely out of sight that Xue Mi nodded and was carried to class by Luo Ling.

Except for Shiyuan who sticks tightly, most of the time Xuemi is still very obedient.

As a dragon's blood herb essence who cultivated by himself, although he is ignorant of this world, he is definitely not stupid. As long as someone teaches him, he can absorb it quickly.

Shenjun said that Mr. Xiaolong's intelligence was damaged and his mind was insufficient, so he couldn't treat him normally. Luo Ling thought it would be difficult to teach Mr. Xiaolong some common sense, but he didn't expect Mr. Xiaolong to be very smart.

Looking at Xiao Longjun who was sitting obediently at the table and listening to her lecture seriously, Luo Ling couldn't help being overwhelmed with maternal love, and stretched out his hand to gently pinch his little face like glutinous rice balls.

Seeing that Mr. Xiaolong didn't resist at all, and was looking up at him in confusion, Luo Ling hurriedly let go of his hands in embarrassment, and asked, "Does Mr. Xiaolong understand? Is there anything I don't understand?"

Xue Mi nodded, and said softly, "Understood."

The Ancient Records is a brief history of time in the God Realm, from the opening of Hongmeng to the birth of the Three Realms, recording the entanglement and hatred among various races, it is just right as Xue Mi's enlightenment book.

It’s just that the book didn’t say why he turned into a dragon after being a grass, but Xue Mi carefully kept this question hidden, maybe he will know when he grows up.

After finishing today's lesson, Luo Ling asked Xian'e to bring Bi Lingguo.

Bi Lingguo can only be found in the heavens. There is a Qiongbi jade forest in the heavens. The jade that grows there is more than 10 years old. It takes a hundred years for a pillar of jade to get a drop of jade liquid.

The Jade Spirit Immortal Tree can only grow in this place where the essence of the world is extremely poor, and the fruit it bears is naturally extremely rare.

The most important thing is that this Bilingual Fruit is powerful but extremely gentle, it is most suitable for newborn cubs to eat, and it can help their strong roots to lay a solid foundation for future cultivation.

Although this spiritual fruit is suitable for young children, it is also very beneficial to the gods. In addition, the spiritual fruit is rare, and only the Qiongbiyu Forest Garden will be opened once every thousand years at the Emperor's Birthday Banquet, and all the immortals can get one or two.

Shiyuan still has a lot of spirit fruit in stock. He doesn't like this kind of sweet and frankincense spirit fruit, so every time the emperor's birthday banquet is thrown away in the warehouse of Chenxu Palace, he didn't expect it to be used to raise it now. cub.

It’s just that raising this cub is a bit laborious, it’s too edible, at least one or two a day, one to satisfy the hunger, one to satisfy the gluttony, if it’s not for Luo Lingjian’s inventory is being consumed day by day, I’m afraid it will take a while Mr. Ri Xiaolong persuaded Xuemi to eat three pills a day.

Without the meticulous care of Luo Ling before, Xue Mi's life was rough, and Shi Yuan, who had never raised a child, would at most make a hole in the Biling fruit for him to hold the fruit and suck.

Now that there is Luo Ling, how can Xue Mi be so rough.

A fruit was cut open, and the milk-flavored fruit juice inside was poured into a jade bowl, and a spoonful of spiritual milk essence was scooped out from the bottle and jar beside it, a specially prepared elixir powder, which has the effect of strengthening the body There are those for calming the mind and calming the mind, and those for nourishing the viscera and helping digestion. After Luo Ling is adjusted, the thin milk has turned into a thick fruit paste.

Xuemi on the side couldn't wait a long time ago. He was just exposed to this world when his thirst for knowledge and appetite were at their peak. When he smelled something sweet and sweet, he couldn't help but want to put it in his mouth and bite it.

After eating and drinking enough, probably because of the sedative medicine, Xue Mi started to feel sleepy.

Luo Ling had already mastered Xuemi's schedule, and seeing Lord Xiaolong start yawning again and again, he carried him to the bath pool that had been prepared. Although now a single celestial technique can cleanse the body, Lord Xiaolong is still young, and the bath pool is also open. With special medicinal liquid, soaking it every day can not only clean yourself, but also exercise gradually.

After serving Mr. Xiaolong to sleep, Luo Ling left two celestial beings guarding the entrance of Mr. Xiaolong's palace and went on to do other things. Now that the Conferring God Conference is coming up, many immortals and gods have returned, and matters inside and outside the palace Everything needs to be handled, and there is no time to be idle.

Xue Mi took a nap for a while, wondering if his body was getting stronger day by day, the tranquilizing medicine that allowed him to sleep peacefully at first seemed to have little effect on him gradually.

Opening his eyes, he played on the bed for a while, listening to the silence outside, Xue Mi transformed into a little white dragon under the quilt, and slipped out through the gap in the window.

Xue Mi's nose is quite sharp, and she can know where Shi Yuan is by just trying to smell it, so as long as Shi Yuan is in the Dust Void Palace, no matter where he is, Xue Mi can find it.

The fairy gods have a long lifespan, and they no longer need to sleep at night like ordinary humans. It is rare to appreciate the stars in the sky in such a clear and cloudless night, but the silence of the night is broken by a little white dragon who does not sleep.

As soon as he saw Shi Yuan, Xue Mi flew towards him with a bang.

These days, the prototype of the little dragon fed by all kinds of natural materials and treasures has grown from the length of an arm to the height of a human being. However, as far as the true prototype size of the dragon clan is concerned, his length is not as big as the paw of an adult dragon.

But at this size, after transforming into shape, you can use the dragon tail to wrap the human Shi Yuan around your waist. Rubbing on the face.

After the whole dragon was shrouded in Shi Yuan's aura, the short little dragon's claws opened slightly unconsciously, and the tip of its tail swung twice involuntarily, and the whole little white dragon exuded a pleasant atmosphere.

The movement that flew over just now was a bit too loud, and the breeze brought down the petals of a cherry tree in the garden. When Xue Mi lay down on Shi Yuan's side, many petals had already fallen from her body.

Shi Yuan didn't drive this clingy little guy away either, with a light wave of his hand, the petals on both of them were swept to sleep by Shi Yuan, and when he lowered his head slightly, he could see the dragon's head beside him, and the The big, clear longan looked at him with incomparable concentration.

When Xue Mi was trying to rub his own dragon horn against his face, Shi Yuan raised his hand and caressed the little dragon's horn: "Mighty little dragon, how can you be so clingy."

Xue Mi's dragon tail circled Shi Yuan tighter, softly and intimately said: "I like Yuan Yuan."

Shi Yuan withdrew his gaze and looked at the vast sea of ​​stars in the sky: "Because I saved you?"

Xue Mi moved, and put her head on Shi Yuan's chest to look at him, she didn't know if she didn't understand what he meant, or if she hadn't learned the complicated expressions, she could only say: "I like it, Yuan Yuan."

Shi Yuan didn't speak anymore, after a while, Xue Mi wrapped around him fell asleep again, and after falling asleep, he involuntarily transformed into a human form, wearing only a thin inner garment.

If you catch a cold, you won't catch a cold, no matter how weak your bones are, you will still be a dragon, and you may not catch a cold if you throw it naked into a glacier, let alone the coolness of the light night.

But Shi Yuan still raised his hand and caressed the arm lying across his chest with his clenched fist, and casually took a blanket woven from the belly hair of the Fire Lin beast from the storage container and put it on the cub beside him.

The petals of the cherry tree fluttered down with the night wind, and the sea bell shells falling under the eaves swayed slightly, making a calming sound.

Shi Yuan, who was lying in the tranquil garden again, didn't know whether it was the Huolin blanket that was overheated, or the body of the little dragon cub that was sleeping peacefully next to him was too warm.

This night scene, which has never changed for tens of thousands of years, seems to have a temperature for the first time.