"Oh, Brother Nether, you're back! If you don't come back, I'll think you're dead outside!"

"You kid, can you say something nice!" Netherworld smiled helplessly when he heard Qiao Feng's words, but that smile still looked gloomy.

"Got it back?" asked Gaia, who was watching the video, without replying.

"Hmm!" the Netherworld replied, then waited for Gaia's orders.

"Give it to BMF, let him preside over the ceremony!"

"Yes!"

After receiving the order, Nether took off the backpack on his back and handed it to Mr. Rubik's Cube. Mr. Rubik's Cube took the backpack and opened it for a look, and then motioned for Qiao Feng to go back to Qiao Feng's room with him.

"Qiao Feng, do you remember that I told you that the dragon envoys' natal envoys are all stillborns of our White Dragon Clan!"

"Well, is this my natal demon?"

"Yes!" said Mr. Rubik's Cube as he opened his backpack. Inside the backpack was a white and flawless egg, about the same size as the egg in Qiao Feng's hand after Qingluan Nirvana. But there was a big crack on the surface of the egg.

"Although the dragon messenger can awaken the stillbirths of our people, not all stillbirths can be awakened. Mr. Rubik's Cube took out the egg and handed it to Qiao Feng. "Only this kind of fetus that breaks through the eggshell by its own strength but is not born can be hatched. ”

"This fetus ...... It shouldn't be a lot!" Qiao Feng carefully took the egg.

"No, it's not much, it's very rare! To be honest, I didn't expect that I still have my brother who can hold on for so long without petrification. "Dragons' stillbirths are usually slowly petrified and turned to dust. Only a very small number of fetuses with a strong sense of survival will lie dormant for years trying to break open the eggshell, but they can only blow it with a single blow. After a blow, either live or sleep. Sleeping fetuses never wake up unless summoned through a special ritual. Within a few days, they will petrify and wither, forever in the company of dirt.

"What should I do!" After listening to Mr. Rubik's Cube introduction, Qiao Feng realized how deep the fate of the little guy in the egg in his hand was with him, which couldn't help but warm his heart.

"Blood! This little creature needs life! Only your blood can awaken the ritual and give it hope of life. As he spoke, Mr. Rubik's Cube took out a sharp dagger out of nowhere, and the dagger looked like jade.

Qiao Feng took the dagger and slashed his left wrist, letting his blood flow down the crack. Miraculously, not a single drop of his blood spilled out, and all of it seeped into the egg intact.

"Qiao Feng! recite the spell in your mind!" Mr. Rubik's Cube closed his eyes and used his spiritual power to convey the spell of the ritual to Qiao Feng. Those spells were supposed to be dragon language, and Qiao Feng didn't know what they meant. But the tone of the spell was strange, as if it were whispering to someone.

As the incantation was chanted, the surface of the egg began to glow with a faint golden light. After a while, the golden light became more and more intense, and the egg slowly floated into the air. What Qiao Feng didn't notice was that the wound on his wrist didn't know when it had healed.

A small "click......" sound came, and then the sound became louder and louder.

Finally, the egg hatched!

A small white dragon stretched out its body in mid-air, and then subconsciously ate the eggshells that were still emitting golden light into its stomach little by little. But in the process, it never opened its eyes.

Qiao Feng looked at the magical scene in front of him, and there was an indescribable emotion in his heart for no reason. Unlike Huomiao, Huomiao only has a sense of intimacy because he has a spiritual connection with Qiao Feng. This kind of intimacy is shared between each demon and his apostolic companions. But the little dragon in front of him gave Qiao Feng a feeling of not just intimacy, but a feeling of blood connection.

After the little dragon finished eating the eggshell, it staggered to Qiao Feng, and Qiao Feng couldn't help but reach out and touch his little head that had not yet grown horns. Xiaolong shook his head very comfortably, and then slowly opened his eyes, which were different from those of his father, the Dragon Emperor. The eyes of the Dragon Emperor were only white, while the eyes of this little guy were filled with black, like the color of a baby's pupils.

"Congratulations, Qiao Feng, it seems that this kid likes you very much!" After the little guy broke out of the shell, Mr. Rubik's Cube confirmed that this little guy was indeed a male dragon. "According to my father's rules, you have the right to name this little guy, but it must be surnamed Mo. ”

"The surname is Mo...... Think about it. Qiao Feng looked at the little guy in front of him who was full of curiosity about the world around him, and fell into deep thought. Suddenly, he remembered a character from Journey to the West.

"There you have it!

"Moang!" Mr. Cube nodded, "Good name!"

"Little Moang, you can follow me to eat and drink spicy food in the future!" Qiao Feng hooked his finger at Moang, and Moang wrapped his arm around its right arm.

"I won't bother you!Qiao Feng, rest early! After a while, I'll teach you how to fight with the Natal Demonic Beast. ”

"Okay! Good night Mr. Rubik's Cube!"

After sending Mr. Rubik's Cube away, Qiao Feng took off Moang and put him on the bed, ready to turn off the lights and go to bed. Moang tossed and turned on the bed for a while, then flew to Qingluan's egg, where he crossed over and fell asleep. It's just coming out of its shell, and it needs sleep too much. Although Qiao Feng wondered why it was sleeping on Qingluan's egg, he didn't think too much about it, just thought that the little guy was more curious about the egg.

The next day, it was rare that Qiao Feng was not received by Mr. Rubik's Cube in the Dragon Sealing Pot, because Gaia said that he already had a natal magic beast, and it was time to give him the third magic weapon of the dragon messenger.

"Qiao Feng, this is the secret technique of my dragon envoy clan!" Gaia solemnly took out a booklet and handed it to Qiao Feng.

"Uh...... Why is the secret technique of our clan called "The Hurried Years That I Have to Say with the Boss Lady"?"

"Ahem, I took the wrong ......" Gaia pretended to cough twice, and then took out another book without blushing and without a heartbeat, and the cover of the book read four big characters "Tianlong Babu"! Seeing this book, Qiao Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly took it.

"Eh, isn't this a music score?" Qiao Feng asked suspiciously after opening "Dragon Babu" and looking at it twice.

"Yes, that's the score for the dragon flute, what do you think?" said Gaia, wilting his beard. In order to show his pride in this secret art, he also specially straightened his chest, but the obscene temperament still lingered!

I thought it was a novel that had also crossed over, but in these years, it is impossible to prevent crossing the public! Qiao Feng vomited in his heart.

"Then, what about the dragon flute?" Qiao Feng asked cautiously.

"It's broken!"

“......”

"But I believe you, don't you still have a musical instrument!"

“...... Do you dare to be a little more unreliable?"

"Oh, don't worry about these details! All in all, you should study the score first!" After saying that, Gaia went to watch the video and ignored Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng was very depressed and went back to the room with "Dragon Babu", I have to play it first to hear what this song is like!

After going back and researching it, Qiao Feng figured out why this music score was called Tianlong Babu. Quite simply, there are only eight pieces on this thin sheet of music.

Song 1: Dragon Dance. Purpose: Improve the overall physical fitness of the dragon demon envoy.

The second song: Long Xiang. Purpose: Increases the speed of dragons.

The third song: Dragon Tyrant. Purpose: Enhance the ** power of the dragon demon envoy.

Song 4: Dragon Spirit. Purpose: Increases the power of the Dragon's Demon Messenger's skills.

Song 5: Grass and trees are soldiers. Purpose: Plague.

Song 6: Golden Sword Iron Horse. Purpose: Evolution.

Song 7: Ambush on all sides. Purpose: The right time and place.

Song 8: Flying Dragon in the Sky.

"Good guy, I didn't expect the Dragon Messenger to be a support profession!" After roughly reading the introduction of the music score, Qiao Feng couldn't help but spit out again. The first four songs of "Tianlong Babu" are obviously used to improve their own combat power, but the role of the last four songs is written ambiguously so that people don't understand what they mean, and the last flying dragon in the sky is not even directly written. This made Qiao Feng very depressed.

Depressed to depressed, Qiao Feng still honestly picked up the score, let's play it out first. It's good that it's a stave, otherwise he really wouldn't have recognized it.

After picking it all morning, Qiao Feng reluctantly played the first song, but he really didn't expect that this song was much more difficult than he imagined.

It wasn't until noon that Qiao Feng put down the electric guitar and planned to go out to rest and rest his brain.

"How about Qiao Feng, I've been playing all morning, do you feel like it?" Seeing Qiao Feng walk out of the room, Yu Sanshui, who had just come out of the bathroom, asked casually. He didn't know what he had just finished fiddling with, his hands were red and blue, and it seemed that he had just gone to wash his hands, but he hadn't washed them much.

"Hey, don't mention it! That song is so difficult! And now that the Hulong flute is broken, I don't even know if that song can still exert its power!" Qiao Feng shook his head helplessly.

"Speaking of the Hulong flute...... Qiao Feng, do you know what material the Hulong flute is made of?" Yu Sanshui heard Qiao Feng mention the Hulong flute, as if he suddenly remembered something. He asked.

"It's not nonsense, where would I know! ”

"It's not jade. He Sanshui shook his head. "My grandfather asked him when he was repairing the dragon flute, and he said that the dragon flute should be made of dragon horns. ”