When the little dragon was conscious, it was in its mother's belly, and it was very warm.
A demonic power was sent to my body, and I felt my whole body become very comfortable. Then a gentle and majestic voice came along with the demonic power: "Be good, don't make your mother uncomfortable."
In a daze, he seemed to know that the voice came from his father.
The little dragon is very obedient. Sometimes when he wants to turn over, he carefully controls the movement of the eggshell he is in, for fear that his mother will feel uncomfortable.
It took half a day to turn over slightly and move little by little.
About two months later, light began to shine through the eggshell and the surroundings were no longer pitch black.
He came out of his mother's womb.
Daddy and Mom were talking, he didn't move, just listened curiously.
He heard his father ask his mother: "Are you tired? Does it hurt?"
The voice was much gentler than every time she transferred magic power to him and told him to be good.
"It's okay." This is my mother's voice.
Then, feeling the eggshell being poked, the little dragon happily rolled into his mother's arms and rubbed her.
He heard his mother ask in surprise again: "The baby can move?"
Mother calls him baby and he likes mother.
He heard his father call his mother "good girl", and later he heard that this was the nickname given to his mother by his grandparents.
His mother was naming him. She said she hoped he would be "as bright as the sun and the moon, and as diverse as the stars." Now he had a name.
His name was Zhaoli and his courtesy name was Mingzhi.
Although he didn't quite understand what his mother meant by "bright as the sun and moon, and scattered as the stars", his mother's voice was very gentle. He thought it must be a good name.
My father’s name is Jiang Yubai, that’s what my mother calls him.
Daddy left, and Zhaoli was held in his mother's arms, feeling like the eggshell was punctured again.
His mother seemed to like him very much. She called him "Xiao Zhaoli" and played with him. He also rubbed her palms and rolled around on the bed.
Later, mother seemed to have fallen asleep, and Zhaoli rolled back into her arms, feeling the scent of his mother and accompanying her to sleep.
When I was half asleep, I felt a warm force in my body. It was my daddy coming back.
Zhaoli felt very comfortable and rubbed his father's warm palm.
Then, he felt his father pat his eggshell and heard him say to him, "Be good."
After hearing this, Zhaoli quietly nestled in his mother's arms and fell asleep again.
He could hear his mother calling him tenderly every day. Sometimes she would call him baby, and sometimes she would call him by his name. Daddy was always very gentle to his mother, and he was also gentle to her.
A few days later, three other auras entered the yard. These auras were very strange, and Zhaoli, as a little dragon, did not like them very much.
But my mother said they were his grandparents and great-grandfather, and they were my mother's relatives.
Well then, he decided to like them, after all, his mother liked them.
They also liked him very much. Zhaoli learned from them that his mother was a human like them and was a demon catcher, while he and his father were demons, different from his mother.
Later, Zhao Li realized that as a human and a demon catcher, it took a lot of courage for his mother to be with his demon father and him. Of course, it also required great strength.
The highest level of monster catcher strength is level eight. His mother is the most talented monster catcher, but she is already a level six monster catcher at the age of twenty.
Even if other humans think that humans and demons are different and shouldn't be together, the strength of mother and father is there, and no matter how much they think it shouldn't be done, they can't separate them.
As for the different paths of humans and demons, in the words of his father, they all lead to the same destination. In the end, no matter whether they are humans or demons, they will all turn into a handful of earth.
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