Rebirth of the first proud concubine

Chapter 1912 Junyan and Diyan's extra episode 1
The darkness, the endless night, enveloped him, but instead of feeling cold, he felt warm.

His tail, which often touches something, is very hard.

He could hear voices outside.

It was a very gentle voice, very warm and reassuring.

"Long'er, you must strive to be the best, and become the strongest dragon in the dragon clan."

Well, with such a warm voice, it must be obedient, it will grow well, and it will be the strongest one.

"My dragon, now mother doesn't want you to be the strongest dragon." He felt something gently touching him through the hard wall, and his voice was still gentle, "Mother wants you to be good-looking now." , I also hope that you are a female dragon, because female dragons are very popular in the dragon clan, hahaha."

It's okay to look good, he will be obedient.

But the mother dragon? ?
What does it mean?
I don't know how long it took, but he felt that the rigid walls became thinner, and his range of motion became less and less, but his world was not so dark anymore, it seemed to be a little brighter.

It was still a gentle voice.

"Now mother is not looking forward to anything, she just wants you, Long Er, to break out of your shell in good health, and have an ordinary and happy life in the future. This is my mother's greatest hope for you."

"Long'er, why haven't you come out yet?"

Gentle voice, more and more worried, he tried to touch the wall, but he never touched it.

Until one day, he saw light from all directions, which made him feel that the original steel-like wall was just a thin layer of paper, so he stretched out its small claws and touched it.

There was a sound of cracking in an instant, and the wall cracked open. He saw a golden ray of light crashing down, one after another, and above him, dark clouds were densely covered and billowing, as if they were about to oppress the sky.

He hugged his long tail, sat on the ground, and looked at the same sky with pure and clean eyes, but he showed an extreme appearance.

In the sky above him were billowing dark clouds that were about to oppress the sky, and there were golden thunderbolts as huge as big trees tearing apart the clouds and falling with a bang, while the sky was clear for thousands of miles on the other side.

God, why is this happening?
He hugged his dragon tail, turned his little head, and looked around, looking for that gentle voice.

"Mother?" He couldn't find the owner of the voice, and shouted with some fear.

Why did the voice that had been with him all this time disappear?
Are you waiting for him to come out?

Lightning, thunder, storms.

His small piece of world is different from the world ten meters away.

Bean-sized raindrops fell on his body drop by drop, but he just hugged his tail and nestled in the eggshell, calling over and over again: "Mother."

He didn't dare to leave, he was afraid that his mother would not find him when she came back.

The same sky, but different weather, attracted the attention of the dragon people, and they surrounded them one after another.

"Look, a new dragon has been born."

"Oh my god, he was born as a baby, but his horns and tail haven't faded, so he doesn't have enough dragon soul power to complete the transformation into a human form?"

"His dragon tail is black, and our dragon clan has never produced a black one."

"Go and report to the Dragon King."

"..."

A three-year-old milk baby carved in powder and jade, with two beautiful black horns on his forehead, he is still holding a long black dragon tail, sitting in the cracked eggshell, looking at the dragons watching him all around people.

(End of this chapter)