When the baby dragons were still laying in this position, it was difficult to see them breathing. They were, however, breathing! Their tiny chest still had minor ups and downs.
The organs that should have grown were already shaped in the mother’s body when they were formed. They would not be connected to their mother via the umbilical cord, as human children were.
They were not afraid of water and did not require nutrition to be absorbed through the umbilical cord. Within their mother’s womb, they were self-contained individuals. They were wrapped in a transparent but strong egg membrane and grew in it before birth.
Mo Ting was still thinking about how to deal with Ye Xinlan and Feng Yuyan a quarter of an hour ago, but he no longer thinks about such trivial matters.
He was about to become a father! Feng Yang had children! What in the world was more important than this! What could make him more excited than this?
Two at a time was extremely rare among mythical beasts, but Feng Yang actually had it! This was a gift for the entire Mo family, as well as the entire dragon clan!
Father and Mother Mo were already grinning from ear to ear, but they covered their mouths and smiled to avoid waking Feng Yang up.
Mo Ting simply couldn’t contain himself. He hugged Feng Yang, kissed him, and finally woke him up after a while.
“What are you doing?” Feng Yang rubbed his eyes, drowsy.
“Didn’t you have enough already? My waist is nearly broken.” Feng Yang’s words were rarely coquettish, probably due to his sleepiness.
“Cough!”
“Father and Mother have come to see you,” Mo Ting explained.
“….” Why didn’t you say such things earlier!?
Feng Yang stiffened his head, closed his eyes, and laid back. “Well, why is it still not bright? Today’s meat is really delicious. Let’s continue to eat tomorrow.”
Mo Ting: “…” Okay, it’s quite smooth.
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More importantly, they were expecting grandchildren soon! They needed to get this good news back to the clan as soon as possible!
“It looks like Yangyang is tired, let him sleep more. Your father and I will go back to the clan first. Also, you should prepare whatever Yangyang wants to eat, and don’t wrong him.”
“Just come back whenever you’re ready,” Mother Mo said.
“Yes, yes, yes. However, don’t rush back. Wait for Yangyang to wake up before asking him. Let’s take him back to Panlong Mountain if he agrees.”
Father Mo added, “There are so many people who can help you two. How boring will it be if you two stay here?”
“That’s correct.”
“Then let’s go for a walk, and we’ll come back when Yangyang wakes up,” Mother Mo winked at her husband.
“Good! We will find something to hunt for him. I thought he said he wanted to eat meat? Let’s go out and get some deer or sheep for him.”
The old couple returned their loving gaze to Feng Yang before walking out together with a smile.
Feng Yang continued to pretend to sleep. He sat up instantly when he heard the sound of the door closing and knew the old couple had left.
“What made them come here so suddenly?”
Mo Ting’s lips were still curved in a smile. He held Feng Yang carefully and let him lean against his arms. He said as he played with Feng Yang’s hand, “You’re acting a little strange today. I’m concerned about you, so let them come to examine you.”
Feng Yang said, “Oh, it must be all right. They are very happy.”
If there was something wrong with him, the old couple would not be looking at him like that right now. Despite the fact that the number of times they met could not be counted on five fingers, he felt they were very nice to him.
“No, there is something wrong,” Mo Ting replied.
“What’s the matter?” said Feng Yang, turning to face Mo Ting.
“Well, I’m going to be a father,” Mo Ting laughed.
Feng Yang fixed his gaze on Mo Ting. He couldn’t tell whether what this man said was true or not based on Mo Ting’s unabated smile.
But think about it: he didn’t feel any new aura flow, and how could their beast clan have a cub so easily? If it were that simple, the age gap between brothers and sisters would not be tens or hundreds of years old.
He poked Mo Ting on the forehead with his finger. “Wake up, what are you dreaming about in broad daylight?”
Mo Ting took Feng Yang’s finger in his mouth and sucked it.
“Seriously. I just saw them with Father and Mother. We’ll have two children here, two little golden dragons.” Mo Ting placed his hand on Feng Yang’s lower abdomen. “About the length of your little finger, very cute.”
Two? Lie!
Feng Yang stretched his waist and climbed out of bed. “I don’t think so. I’m going to see the sycamore tree, so you can play by yourself.”
Mo Ting: “…”
Feng Yang couldn’t believe it.
He might still consider it if Mo Ting said he was pregnant. But forget about two; he’d never consider having children this easily.
Twins existed in the mythical beast clan, but they were extremely rare over a thousand years, and even more so in the dragon clan.
It could be because the dragon clan’s children had to go through heavenly tribulation when they were born. The parents who stand in for them would be very troubled if there were two children, so the dragon clan’s children have always been single births.
Most importantly, how long had they been together? Have children? How could he be so powerful!?
Mo Ting looked at Feng Yang’s back for a moment before continuing on his way. “Don’t you like children, Yangyang?”
“No, I just don’t like it when you talk big like that,” Feng Yang said as he sat on a tree and swayed his legs.
Mo Ting smiled, that was fine.
He rose gently, came to a stop at the same height as Feng Yang, and waved his hand. The scene he had just witnessed was projected in front of them like a movie.
The Dragon Discovering Flower was still spinning in mid-air, and his parents were ecstatic and unsure what to do. They were all staring at the same thing: Feng Yang’s stomach.
Feng Yang was also watching when he noticed the two little guys mentioned by Mo Ting! He was shocked!
He looked down at his belly and said with disbelief, “Are they in… xianjue grass?!”
Mo Ting said, “Hmm.”
Feng Yang closed his eyes and tried to sense it, and it was true. In the xianjue grass, there were two new aura flows. Regardless of their youth, the aura was palpable.
He wondered why xianjue grass didn’t steal his spiritual energy once his spiritual roots had recovered. It was occupied and dominated by his two children!
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