I have many children every time I give birth to them. I cultivate to become a god by giving birth to

On the other side, Mo Chi hurried back to the tribe.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar city wall in front of me, there are two big characters "Yaoguo" engraved on the wall.

Mo Chi was a little timid and hesitated to go forward.

He didn't dare to go up, but the two guards, with human upper bodies and snake tails, swam over. Two green snakes swam over, holding spears in their hands, with vigilance and a little fear in their eyes.

"Hello, hello to this lord. I wonder why you came to Yao Country?"

grown ups?

Mo Chi was stunned for a moment. In the past in Yao Country, he was always called black loach, waste and so on.

It was the first time I was called this. It was a bit novel, but also a bit like a sense of pride of returning home.

"No need for you, I'm in a hurry."

Mo Chi threw down a sentence and turned into a stream of light and flew away.

The two fast green snakes were stunned for a moment, and only came to their senses when the ink pool disappeared without a trace: "Oh my god, what is that?"

“No matter where he comes from, that aura and pressure is so great that my snake body is almost tangled up!”

"I almost turned back into my original form, it was so scary!"

"Yes! Not only is it powerful, but it also has blood suppression. Could it be some ninth-level monster?"

"Then you might as well just say it's a divine beast! The bloodline suppression was either from our ancestors or the bloodline was too pure, higher than ours. I couldn't help but lie on the ground at the time."

"Me too! Fortunately, that master didn't use coercion, otherwise we would be in trouble."

"Don't worry about it. This has nothing to do with low-level snake monsters like us. Let's just guard the city gate."

"That's right. I don't know what's going on with the human cultivators lately. They've come less and less frequently. If they come, they're afraid that the human cultivators will dig up their demon pills. If they don't come, it feels much quieter."

"You just deserve it. Nowadays, human cultivators are like people on drugs. They are talented and have good qualifications. If you run into them, they will dig out their elixirs, peel off their skin, break their bones and pull out their tendons. They won't even spare their flesh and blood. You should hope that fewer human cultivators will come."

"That's right! Human cultivators are so cruel and brutal. I wonder who said that we demons are even more brutal?"

"Who knows, eh..."

……

Mo Chi flew all the way to the palace, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar streets below, his eyes full of nostalgia.

Until he arrived above the palace, he did not go in directly, but transformed into his original form in the air.

The huge black dragon roared, carrying a faint dragon power. The dragon roar made all the snake monsters come out out of curiosity, and then they were suppressed by the dragon power and crawled on the ground.

All the snake demons were curious, afraid and awed, but no one dared to comment.

Two figures flew out of the palace and stood on the roof of the palace.

The man had an upright figure, yet was as gentle as jade. He was as handsome as jade, and unparalleled in the world. He was wearing a slim navy blue robe, which made him look more stable. He held a platinum-colored snake-shaped cane in his hand and looked up at the ink pool with a heavy and serious face.

He stood in front, blocking half of the people behind him.

Behind him was a tall figure in a dark red suit. She had a fierce aura, a pair of narrow, single eyelids that were upturned, and a cold and stern look. Her facial features were heroic. If she held a spear in her hand, she would be a murderous female general!

If Yun Yi saw it, he would know who Mo Chi looked like.

I can only say, what a handsome lady!

The aura is two meters eight!

"I am the Lord of Yao Country, Mo Xuan Wenyu. I wonder what business you have in coming to Yao Country?"

Mo Xuan Wenyu spoke respectfully, without too much groveling. He just lowered his head for a moment, then raised it again, with the imperial air that a ruler should have. He was neither humble nor arrogant, and he was not afraid, but he had respect for the strong.

The elder sister behind him, er, no, the royal sister, walked out from behind him, stood firmly beside him, and quietly held his hand: "I am the descendant of the Lord of Yao Country, Chi Yuanyao, are you passing through my Yao Country, or are you a guest? How about my husband and I set up a banquet in the palace, and sit down and talk?"

Chi Yuanyao, the country is named after you and your son is named after you.

The moment Chi Yuanyao called out the name, he knew that Mo Xuan Wenyu loved his wife very much.

And Chi Yuanyao, just as she showed herself, was a female general of the Yao Kingdom. She was named after a man but had the body of a woman. She founded the Yao Kingdom for Mo Xuan Wenyu.

Later, his old illness worsened and caused physical damage. Although Chi Yuanyao looks full of vigor at the moment, he is actually just a weakling at the end of his strength.

The more Mo Chi looked at the two, the more uncomfortable he felt. Finally, he couldn't hold back any more and burst into tears. The moment he started crying, he changed from a dragon back into a human, his voice choked with sobs: "Father, Mother...I am an unfilial son...Xuan'er is back..."

The two paused, especially Chi Yuanyao, whose domineering aura suddenly dropped and his whole temperament changed: "Xuan...Xuan'er?"

The two looked at Mo Chi who was kneeling in front of them in disbelief, but there was no trace of the delicate and soft look of his childhood in his eyes.

As he grew up and matured, his eyes and eyebrows looked very much like Chi Yuanyao.

"Xuan'er! My Xuan'er!"

Chi Yuanyao couldn't bear it any longer, he staggered over to Mo Chi and hugged him.

"Yuan Yao, be careful!"

"Mother!"

Mo Chi followed her and felt the familiar and nostalgic breath, gentle and warm. It was he who thought about her day and night, his mother!

"Mother..."

Mo Chi cried. For thousands of years, he had endured so much suffering in order to transform into a dragon. At this moment, he seemed to be liberated and all his grievances were released.

Chi Yuanyao was also crying uncontrollably. With her damaged body, she finally got pregnant with Mo Chi and put in so much effort. She only had this one son, so how could she not spoil, love and miss him!

"You damn child! Where have you been? Tell me if you've been wronged! Why did you leave? It's been thousands of years! Why didn't you pass on any news to me? Do you know how worried I am?"

Chi Yuanyao cried and cursed at the same time, but his voice was much gentler than before.

Mo Xuanwenyu immediately stepped forward and hugged Chi Yuanyao in his arms, wiping her tears along her back: "Yuanyao, don't cry, your body can't handle such excessive emotional fluctuations."

As he spoke, he looked at Mo Chi with a complicated expression: "This is not the place to talk, let's go back to the palace and talk."

As soon as he finished speaking, he left without caring about Mo Chi and hugged Chi Yuanyao.

Mo Chi, with tears and snot all over his face: ...

It's okay, he's used to it.

As long as it doesn't involve the Queen Mother, my father is very kind and gentle to everyone. But when it comes to the Queen Mother, his attitude will change quickly, and even his own son will have to put himself behind.

When he was a child, he suffered injustice and would go to his mother to cry and complain. His mother would be secretly sad. After he was comforted by his mother, his father would punish him by making him copy.

When I was young, I didn’t understand and thought it was my father’s way of comforting me, telling me to be calm and ignore the gossip.

Later he found out that this was a special punishment for making his mother sad, so he didn't dare to seek comfort from her.

However, when the queen mother found out, she would scold the emperor, so much so that later on the emperor would punish him secretly. If he told the queen mother, the copying workload would be doubled.