Chapter 227 Dragon Egg Hatchling
The salt exchange team was scheduled to depart two days later.
Ange was absent-minded and walked aimlessly in the tribe.
Everyone in the tribe knew that the Dragon God had left with the dragon egg, and no one knew when he would come back...or whether the Dragon God would ever come back?
No one dared to disturb Ange.
Haiyu was afraid that she would think too much and get sad, so he took the child to her to see.
"Xiaoyuan has grown up again." Ange teased Xiaoyuan.
Babies grow day by day. It is no exaggeration to say that they change every day, but it is no exaggeration to say that they change every week.
Ange thought about her dragon egg and wondered when it would hatch.
After breaking out of the shell, will it be as plump and white as Xiaoyuan?
Two days later, the salt exchange team was about to set off.
Everyone in the tribe came out to see them off.
The priests held a farewell ceremony for the salt-exchanging team and prayed for them.
At this moment, the curtain of the sky suddenly opened, as if it was gently pushed aside by an invisible hand, revealing a deep galaxy. The image of the dragon clan slowly came through the thin sky.
"An Ge." From the other side of the curtain came Long Chen's voice, low and gentle, as if it came from the depths of distant time and space, with a hint of barely perceptible fatigue.
Ange's heart trembled violently, as if it was hit hard by a heavy hammer, and her chest felt a dull pain.
She hadn't heard Long Chen's voice for a long time, so long that she almost thought it was just an illusion in her dream.
Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if it was about to jump out of her chest.
She ran to the altar without hesitation, her steps brisk but somewhat flustered, as if she was afraid that if she slowed down a step, the image would disappear.
She stood on top of the altar, looked up at the image in the sky, waved and shouted: "Long Chen, I'm here!"
In the image, Long Chen's figure gradually became clear. He was wearing a moon-white brocade robe, the fabric was as delicate as the pouring moonlight, the corners of the robe fluttered in the wind, as if carrying the cool night.
His long silver hair fell like a waterfall, with a faint star-like luster between the hair, making his face as white as jade and his eyebrows and eyes as beautiful as a painting.
He stood there, like a solitary shadow between heaven and earth, as cold as the moon and as dazzling as the sun. People dared not look at him closely, but could not help but admire him.
Ange looked at the familiar face, but felt a strange temperament.
His eyes were still deep, but with a hint of heaviness that she couldn't understand.
Her eyes fell on his long silver hair, and she felt uneasy. She asked softly, "Long Chen, your hair..."
Long Chen smiled slightly, with a soothing smile, "It's okay." His voice was still gentle, but with a hint of fatigue.
He paused and continued, "Ange, the dragon egg is about to hatch."
Ange's heart suddenly tightened, and her fingers unconsciously clenched the corner of her clothes.
She is the mother of the dragon egg, so she naturally understands what it means when a dragon egg hatches.
That was the life that she and Long Chen had nurtured together, and the continuation of their bloodline.
Long Chen hoped that she would witness this moment with him, and she definitely didn't want to miss it.
Long Chen turned sideways, revealing the scene behind him.
On the altar made of spiritual stones, a lotus platform stood quietly, and on the lotus platform was a golden dragon egg.
There is a faint halo flowing on the surface of the eggshell, as if it contains endless vitality.
All the dragons stood on the stage, staring at the dragon egg with nervousness and anticipation.
The blessings from the sky spread over every piece of land of the dragon clan, which was countless times stronger than the blessings when the last dragon egg was born.
The sky was filled with colorful rosy clouds, as if the whole world was cheering for this moment.
On the stage, the golden light surrounding the dragon egg became stronger and stronger, like a star about to break at dawn.
Suddenly, a slight "crack" sound was heard, and a tiny crack appeared on the dragon egg.
Ange's heart suddenly rose to her throat. She stared at the dragon egg without blinking, so nervous that she almost forgot to breathe.
She clenched her hands into fists, her nails digging deep into her palms, but she felt no pain at all.
Long Chen's voice came again, low and gentle: "Ange, our child... is coming."
Tears welled up in Ange's eyes. She nodded, her voice choking: "I know... I know..."
At this moment, the crack in the dragon egg gradually widened, and golden light overflowed from the crack, illuminating the entire altar.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the dragon egg, waiting for the arrival of new life.
Suddenly, a crisp cracking sound was heard, and the shell of the dragon egg completely cracked. A dazzling light shot up into the sky, accompanied by a childish dragon roar, resounding through the sky.
Ange's tears finally burst out. She looked at the small figure gradually emerging in the light, her heart filled with endless joy and emotion.
That was her child, the life she and Long Chen had nurtured together.
Long Chen's voice came again, with a hint of smile: "Ange, look, our child... is so handsome."
Ange nodded. Tears blurred her vision, but she still stared at the small figure in the light... It was a small golden dragon.
She knew that from this moment on, her life would be given new meaning again.
The little dragon broke out of its shell, its body covered with fine golden scales that sparkled brightly in the sun.
It shook its tender body and flew up unsteadily, as if it was not yet used to this new body.
The movements were a little clumsy, but they exuded an innocent aura.
It flew towards Long Chen and landed lightly on his shoulder, its tiny claws tightly grasping the fabric of the moon-white brocade robe, as if it was afraid it would fall off.
It opened its round eyes and looked at Ange through the sky, its eyes full of curiosity and attachment.
Those eyes were like two crystal gems, clear and bright, as if they could reflect the whole world.
The little dragon tilted its head, as if looking at Ange, then shook its head and let out a childish dragon roar. The sound was clear and pleasant, like a wind chime swaying gently in the breeze.
Its movements were adorable, and the way it shook its head was so cute, as if it was showing its presence to Ange.
Ange looked at Xiaolong, and the uneasiness and worry in her heart were diluted a lot at this moment.
A gentle smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of love. She whispered, "Little guy, you really look like your father..."
Xiaolong seemed to understand Ange's words and hummed softly again, then rubbed his head against Long Chen's cheek, as if expressing his affection for his father.
Long Chen smiled slightly, reached out and gently stroked Xiaolong's head, his movements were gentle and doting.
"Ange, you see, it likes you very much." Long Chen's voice came through the sky. Although it still carried a hint of fatigue, it was a little warmer.
Ange nodded, tears welling up in her eyes.
She stretched out her hand as if she wanted to touch the little dragon, but her hand could only stop in mid-air.
She said softly: "Long Chen, you must take good care of it... and take good care of yourself."
Long Chen's eyes were deep and firm. He nodded: "I will. Ange, wait for me."
The sky began to tremble slightly, and the image gradually became blurred.
The little dragon seemed to sense something and let out an anxious groan, its tail flapping restlessly.
Long Chen patted its head gently and whispered to comfort it: "Don't be afraid, we will see her again soon."
Ange's eyes were filled with reluctance, but she knew that at the moment she could not cross the barrier of the sky.
She could only stare at Long Chen and Xiao Long, as if she wanted to imprint their appearance deeply in her heart.
Finally, the sky closed completely and the image disappeared without a trace.
Ange stood there, not moving for a long time.
Her heart was filled with complex emotions, including love and concern for Xiaolong, as well as worry and longing for Long Chen.
However, the curtain finally closed and the sky returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.
Ange stood there, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
Her heart was filled with anxiety and doubt.
Why did Long Chen's hair turn silver? Why did he sound so tired? What exactly did he go through?
"Long Chen, baby, you have to come to me soon... I'll be waiting for you to come back."
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