The beautiful teacher is pregnant with a cub

The breath in the cave fluttered slightly, with a hint of chaos, and the silvery white lotus flowers danced and swayed with the fireflies, as if spring was coming.

The Heavenly Emperor let out a long breath, held Yinlong's wrist and rubbed it lightly to relieve his soreness.

After a long time, he hugged him into his arms and sighed: "Little Silver Dragon, grow up quickly..."

Yinlong retorted him: "I said, I am older than you, you have to call me senior."

"Good good..."

Yinlong listened to his perfunctory, curled his lips: "Speaking of which, what's the name of the new devil?"

The Heavenly Emperor's eyes narrowed slightly: "Why, do you still want to make friends with him?"

Yinlong looked at him strangely: "You humans, are you friends after meeting once?"

The Emperor of Heaven looked at him and said, "Of course not."

"Isn't that enough?"

The Emperor of Heaven nodded and asked with a smile: "Then what is the relationship between this gentleman and the little silver dragon?"

Yinlong thought about it very seriously: "Good friend."

When the Emperor of Heaven heard the words, disappointment flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared quickly, and he said: "Well, good friend."

Yinlong didn't feel his emotions, and said along the way: "Then good friend, where are the gadgets you brought me today?"

The Emperor of Heaven smiled, and conjured up a light and slender sword out of thin air. The sword was silvery white, very close to the hair color of the silver dragon. With this color, the sword body is like ice, frost and snow, very similar to this Danyue Snow Mountain.

Seeing the sword, Yinlong's eyes lit up, and he reached out to take it, but the Emperor of Heaven moved the sword away.

Yinlong was puzzled: "Isn't it for me?"

The Emperor of Heaven replied: "It is for you, but I have given you so many things these days, shouldn't you also give me something in return?"

Yinlong felt that what he said was reasonable, but after much deliberation, there was nothing he could give him, only...

Yinlong stretched out his hand and pushed aside his collar, a large piece of dragon scales grew out of his heart following his own thoughts, and he raised his hand to pull it out.

The Emperor of Heaven was startled, and quickly grabbed his hand: "What are you doing?"

Yinlong said: "I have nothing else to give you, but I will give you my dragon scales. If you come to me for something in the future, I will use the dragon scales as proof, and I will not refuse you."

The Emperor of Heaven frowned, and was even more angry than before: "Mei Tanli, you also promised so?"

Silver Dragon nodded.

The Emperor of Heaven moved his hand away, not allowing him to pull out the dragon scales on his body: "If I ask you something, just say it directly, will you refuse me?"

Yinlong thought for a while: "It depends on what it is, if I can't do it, then I can't."

The Emperor of Heaven raised his eyebrows: "Then you don't have to worry about what's going on if you get your dragon scales?"

Yinlong said in a daze: "Do whatever you can."

The Emperor of Heaven laughed: "Is there a difference?"

Silver Dragon: "..."

No.

The Emperor of Heaven rubbed his palm helplessly: "Don't pull out your own dragon scales in the future."

Thinking about the sword in his hand, Yinlong nodded: "Okay, but I have nothing else to give you."

The Emperor of Heaven raised the corners of his lips slightly: "One kiss, I'll send you off."

Yinlong looked at him and asked, "Bite you like just now?"

God nodded.

Yinlong thought to himself, why would there be such a strange request, a bite is considered a gift?

But since the Emperor of Heaven opened his mouth, Silver Dragon moved closer to the Emperor of Heaven, and lightly bit the man's lips, like a chicken pecking at rice.

Satisfied, the Emperor of Heaven handed the sword in his hand to Yinlong, thought for a while, and said: "If someone wants you to kiss, you must not agree."

Yinlong stroked the sword and asked, "Surely, no one would make such a strange request like you, right?"

The Emperor of Heaven smiled: "You just need to remember."

Yinlong ignored him, and got down from him, holding the light sword in his hand, and lightly twisted a sword flower, flowing like clouds and flowing water, completely natural, this sword seemed to be tailor-made.

The more Yinlong looked at it, the happier he was: "What's the name of this sword?"

Heavenly Emperor: "No name."

Yinlong looked at the sword horizontally, and said for a long time: "This sword is quite similar to the snow mountain, so it is called Danyue Sword."

The Emperor of Heaven nodded, got up and walked behind him, took him into his arms, and held Yinlong's sword-holding hand: "The name is good, I wonder if little Yinlong is interested in making gestures with me?"

Naturally there is.

Heavenly Palace.

After Tiandi came back from Danyue Snow Mountain, he was stopped by Tianguan: "Your Majesty, what should we do with the silver dust?"

At the mention of this name, the smile of the Heavenly Emperor in Danyue Snow Mountain suddenly disappeared.

He didn't speak, but the official said boldly: "Relying on His Majesty's trust, Yin Chen actually betrayed His Majesty at such a time. It is simply treason and must be severely punished!"

The Heavenly Emperor raised his hand and stopped his words: "Send a hundred punishments, if you can't bear it, if you can't bear it, if you can't resist, then go to the animal realm."

"Yes."

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Yinlong was standing outside the cave, practicing his sword against the frost and snow all over the sky, sometimes his clothes fluttered like snow-colored butterflies, and sometimes his sword was so sharp that it disturbed the snow falling on his clothes.

Suddenly, thunderclouds gathered in the sky, a black and purple thunderbolt could be vaguely seen, and it was about to descend and split the hard things in the world.

The thunder rumbled, disturbing Yinlong's headache.

He was just about to go back into the cave when something fell from the sky and slammed into the snow, creating a crater.

This time, it shouldn't be Mei Junyi, right?

Thinking like this, Yinlong looked towards the pit, but he didn't take the initiative to walk over.

The thunder that day was obviously a punishment from the Heavenly Palace. This person must have been punished by the Heavenly Emperor.

But... it seems that the breath is a little familiar.

Dragon?

Before the silver dragon could move, the person in the pit crawled out first. The person was dying and prostrated himself on the ground: "Is it...Senior Shenlong?"

Oh, he doesn't need to look, he is also a dragon, and has breath sensing.

Yinlong looked at him, and remembered that the first time the Emperor of Heaven came to Danyue Snow Mountain, he was accompanied by a breath of dragon clan, which was very similar to him. He also remembered that the Emperor of Heaven had told him that he was betrayed by his most trusted right-hand man.

This is the original person?

Yinlong disdained those who betrayed him, turned around and was about to leave, only to hear the people behind hurriedly say: "Senior, please save the Dragon Clan, I alone did the betrayal of the Heavenly Emperor, but the one that the Heavenly Emperor wanted to destroy was the whole Dragon Clan!"

Yinlong stopped and looked up at the sky. There may be an enchantment in the direction of Tiangong. It is not clear who was punished from the outside, but he could feel the strong and rich dragon breath.

This man is not lying.

Although the silver dragon does not live in groups with them, they are of the same race after all. If there is no dragon clan in the world, he will be the only silver dragon left in this world.

"Senior, you are also a dragon clan, you can't just watch the dragon clan suffer."

Yinlong turned around and asked him: "Why did you betray His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor?"

The man didn't dare to look at him with guilt: "I was infatuated with ghosts for a while, and I am willing to accept any punishment."

He kowtowed to himself.Yinlong ignored him, but looked up at Rolling Thunder.

From the snow-capped mountains came another figure, dressed in white and with black hair, who was the Emperor of Heaven.

He stepped on the kneeling Yin Chen with a cold expression that Yin Long had never seen before.

"Your Majesty the Emperor of Heaven." Yinlong called him.

The Emperor of Heaven raised his head and looked at Yinlong, most of his cold expression disappeared: "You want to intercede for him?"

Yin Chen looked over expectantly.

Yinlong shook his head lightly: "I will not intercede for him, but it would be inappropriate to implicate other innocent dragons."

The Emperor of Heaven closed his eyes: "Okay, but what are you going to exchange with me, little silver dragon?"

Yinlong looked at him, and the warm light hit the man's face, making his face somewhat transparent. He was obviously high above, with an arrogant expression, but he stepped on the person he trusted the most.

When the heart is grief.

Unexpectedly, Yinlong walked up to him slowly, leaned close to him and kissed him, this time, he didn't bite him, but remembered that time, when the Emperor of Heaven wanted to attack the city but was pushed out by him.

Yinlong closed his eyes, and pushed his soft tongue into the warm place of the opponent.

The Emperor of Heaven was startled, hugged the person in front of him, and deepened the kiss fiercely.

The Heavenly Emperor's offensive was too fierce, and the kiss ended, the silver dragon's fair face was stained with a layer of pink, and a silvery white dragon horn protruded from its forehead.

With a smile on his face, the Emperor of Heaven let go of the people under his feet: "Get lost."

The silver dust disappeared instantly.

The black clouds in the direction of Tiangong also dispersed immediately.

The Emperor of Heaven stretched out his hand to touch the silver-white dragon's horn, and the silver dragon's face became even redder and ripe.

The Emperor of Heaven chuckled softly: "Little Silver Dragon, the mortal story has already been said. If you kiss like this, you will conceive a little dragon's cub. Now you must congratulate me."

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