As a son of man, he should also pull a dull father. The heir of the dragon wanted to find an excuse to relieve the awkward atmosphere at the moment, but he didn't think about it, and he didn't wait for him to find an excuse.

Wang Dong suddenly laughed obscenely at Yang Yuhe. "Sister, how's it going? Brother be strong! I couldn't help but say, Wang Dong grabbed Yang Yuhe's hand and put it on his waist. Sister, the meat here is soft, you should pinch here. ”

All of a sudden, Yang Yuhe's anger dissipated lightly. Unhurriedly, he withdrew his slender jade hand, obviously pretending to push Wang Dong and snorted lightly. "Go."

The dragon's heir shook his head beside him. "O woman! That's what a woman is. ”

After a short period of contact, the sense of mystery and unknown brought by the descendants of the dragon gradually receded, and the fear of the unknown gradually dissipated.

Yang Yuhe was a straightforward person, but when he saw that the descendants of the dragon repeatedly scolded himself, he was angry and forgot the birth of the descendants of the dragon, and grabbed the ears of the descendants of the dragon with one hand, and he didn't even use any force but twisted it slightly. "What's wrong with the woman? Do you little ones know what a woman is? Let you only know nonsense, see if you dare? ”

The descendants of the dragon immediately bared their teeth and begged for mercy. "Mother, you lighten it, it hurts me to death, I don't dare in the future, I don't dare again."

Is that okay?

Seeing Yang Yuhe proudly let go of the ears of the dragon's heir, Wang Dong didn't believe that Yang Yuhe didn't know that the dragon's heir was pretending.

It's barely three people! After such a fuss, the strangeness was eliminated, and they became familiar with each other a lot. Wang Dong felt that there would be no danger for the time being, and said to the dragon who was still standing on the incense case. "Not yet."

The heir of the dragon asked, tilting his head. "What are you going down for?"

"You want to stay naked like this?"

"Why, can't you?"

"Not shy anymore?"

"You two have beaten me out, and you will leave me alone. I don't feel shy when I am a father or mother, and I have nothing to be shy about as a newborn child. ”

Hearing that the heir of the dragon mentioned this stubble again, Yang Yuhe made a gesture to pinch the ears of the heir of the dragon again. "Nonsense again."

The descendant of the dragon crossed his waist and said. "I'm not talking nonsense, I don't believe you asked him."

Yang Yuhe followed the gaze of the dragon's heir and also turned to Wang Dong's body. Seeing this, Wang Dong had no choice but to explain to Yang Yuhe. "The descendants of the dragon were born by the power of wishes, and you made a wish."

Oh! Yang Yuchen finally understood that he was really involved in the birth of the dragon's descendants. With such a careful calculation, it is not an exaggeration for the descendants of Long Da to call themselves mothers.

It has been less than an hour since he came to the Mud Pill Palace, and he had a half-grown child with a man who looked more pleasing to the eye. Yang Yuhe didn't know whether to rejoice or ......

Yang Yuhe stared at the little dragon man in front of him who could kill him, and felt that it was quite wonderful. Yang Yuhe stretched out his hand and held the small hand of the dragon's descendant. "Come down, go. I'll give it to you...... Find a dress to put on. ”

The descendants of the dragon took advantage of the situation and pasted it on Yang Yuhe's body.

Although the descendant of the dragon is the embodiment of cuteness, he has a small silkworm chrysalis hanging between his crotch, and he is a boy, and he is still a three-foot-tall boy.

Yang Yuhe couldn't stand the picture of himself holding the dragon's heir.

Her body flashed, and with the force of her hand, she pulled the descendant of the dragon down the incense case. "Stop making a fuss, let's go."

Seeing that Wang Dong was stupidly indifferent, Yang Yuhe glared at Wang Dong. "Don't lead the way yet."

Wang Dong didn't react for a while. "Where are you going?"

Yang Yuhe seemed to want to sprinkle all the anger she received from the dragon's descendants on Wang Dong's body, and she was not without anger. "Of course go to your house, do you want to go to my girl's house."

Without waiting for the slow Wang to lead the way, Yang Yuhe led the descendants of the dragon out of the ceremony. Seeing this, Wang Dong hurriedly took two steps, overtook Yang Yuhe and Long's heirs, and led the two to his residence.

Wei Sanya watched Wang Dong and Yang Yuhe walk out of the hall, originally wanting to come forward. But he suddenly saw the descendants of the dragon, and felt the powerful and strong pressure of the descendants of the dragon, which brought it a strong suppression of the species.

The descendant of the dragon saw Wei Sanya, who was far away, and stopped and beckoned to it. "Little mouse, come here, I'll arrange a little task for you."

Wei Sanya hesitated and didn't step forward, and Yang Yuhe, who was holding the hand of the dragon's heir, saw that he seemed to be making trouble again, so he dragged the dragon's heir twice and questioned him. "What's wrong again."

Wei Sanya didn't step forward, and the heir of the dragon was not annoyed, he said loudly to Wei Sanya. "Little mouse, go and clean the eggshells in the house, that's a legacy of Pangu, it's a good thing."

As soon as Wang Donglong's successor reminded him of this, he immediately came to his senses.

Oh, yes! I couldn't have imagined that the eggshell was a remnant of the Pangu God of the Open Heaven God, and it must have its unique characteristics, and it was indeed a pity to lose it.

Wang Dong wanted to tell Wei Sanya a few words, but when he saw that Wei Sanya obeyed the arrangement of the dragon's heirs and walked towards the main hall, he closed his mouth in amusement.

Now the most exciting person in the mud pill palace courtyard is Yang Yuhe. The words of the dragon's heir, 'the legacy of Pangu', shocked Yang Yuhe beyond measure.

Yang Yuhe had ever seen the most powerful power in the cultivation realm was her grandfather, a cultivator of the Yuan Infant Mirror, if he stomped his feet, half of the Yu Kingdom would tremble.

Pangu, the god of heaven. But there is no one of the most powerful gods in the legends of the cultivation realm, he is unparalleled. With the power of one person, he split the chaos and created the current world.

If the eggshell is a remnant of the Pangu god, then what kind of existence should the descendants of the dragon who broke out of the shell be.

In the main hall just now, Wang Dong was cautious when facing the descendants of the dragon, and Yang Yuhe once thought that it was due to Wang Dong's character.

Now that I think about it, if the descendants of the dragon hadn't exaggerated, Wang Dong would have been a gallant.

Yang Yuhe, who was already a fusion mirror and had long been cold and hot, felt that the palm of his hand holding the dragon's heir was sweating.

It's no wonder that after she entered the Mud Pill Palace, she felt that the rhyme here was unusually dense, and the gods enshrined here could be related to the number one god in the world, Pangu.

Yang Yuhe's personality is straightforward, but what he represents is not stupid.

Yang Yuhe didn't rush to ask about the relationship between the eggshell and the Pangu God, Wang Dong was so upset about this, of course she couldn't make a fuss, and showed her childish spirit in plain water.

Besides, she was going to stay in this Mud Pill Palace for three months, and she couldn't find out any information.

As for whether he was a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, Yang Yuhe didn't think much about it.

The ancients said that it is okay to die at night!

If she, Yang Yuhe, could discover the higher-level cultivation world that she had not been able to access before, even at the cost of her life, she would not be reluctant.

Besides, after her short contact with Wang Dong, she can at least be sure that Wang Dong is not a bad person.

As for whether Wang Dong is a good person, it depends on how bad he is.

When he entered Wang Dong's room, it was as simple and tidy as his master's room.

When the descendants of the dragon entered the house, they rested their heads on their arms, bent their legs, put their left leg on their right leg, swayed one by one, and lay down comfortably on Wang Dong's bed with their bodies slightly tilted.