Chapter 337 The fourth son of the Nine Heavenly Palace Mo Jiao

Author: Mu Shuijin

Chapter 337 The fourth son of the Nine Heavenly Palace Mo Jiao

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, the ancestor god who evolved into all spirits and became the father of the gods returned to chaos.

The ancient gods also passed away one after another, but now there are only the dragon clan of the heavenly clan left in all directions. The Phoenix clan and the Nine-tailed White Fox clan have left some descendants, and their identities are particularly noble in the god clan.

Now, in order to rule the common ruler of the four seas and eight wildernesses, the Dragon Clan has established a vast heavenly palace on the nine levels of heaven, also known as the Heavenly Clan.

Although the Feng Clan lives in a corner, there is still an ancient god named Zheyan.

It is the first phoenix that was bred since the creation of the world. It was born in the colorful phoenix that was burned in the fire and was raised by the Father God himself.

Although he lives in seclusion and does not care about the world, he has a very high prestige in the world.

The nine-tailed white fox tribe has always valued its original heart and ignored external things. It does not go beyond the rules. It has always been indifferent to the world. It has established the Qingqiu Fox Kingdom outside the East Sea, lives in the Great Wilderness, and governs the East Wilderness, the Southeast Wilderness, and the Northeast Wilderness.

The southwest wilderness, the northwest wilderness is five wilderness.

In the Nine Heavenly Palace, there is a palace that looks like a fairyland and exudes heavy dragon power.

It has amber wine, jade cup, golden foot bottle, jade plate, food is like a painting, wine is like a spring, guqin is flowing, and the bells are ding.

The hall is decorated with bell-like flowers, the calyx is white, the bone porcelain is like a translucent luster, and the petals are topped with a circle of lavender of different shades, which looks like dyeing and natural.

However, at this time, dozens of graceful fairies stood with their eyebrows down, and two men stood in front of them.

Each person was dressed in a yellow dragon painting robe. He was full of face and solemn in appearance. He was powerful without anger and showed a middle-aged appearance with long beards.

One person was wearing white clothes and a blue robe, and looked gentle and handsome young, and he couldn't help but show an honest and honest temperament.

I heard a woman's shrill screams from a temple in the backyard.

Immediately, the solemn middle-aged man frowned and said:

"This spiritual fetus came strangely. It was in labor in just a few days."

The gentle young man said respectfully:

"Father, maybe this baby has received the luck of Kunlun Ruins and the blessing of the golden lotus."

The solemn middle-aged man nodded, stretched his thick eyebrows, and agreed:

"Yes, as the Lord of Kunlun Xu, Mo Yuan is not an ordinary immortal. He is the legitimate son of the Father God and the only bloodline left by the Father God. He can be protected by the golden lotus cultivated day and night. This son will surely be extraordinary.

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As the screams of the women in the palace became more and more shrill, a little girl who seemed to be seven or eight years old beside them whispered:

"The Empress has been born for seven days, Su Jin is so scared."

The solemn middle-aged man looked at her, and couldn't help but bend down and touch his head and caress him:

"Su Jin is not afraid."

At this moment, a baby cry came from the palace, and immediately saw an immortal eun walking out quickly and saluted and congratulated:

"Heavenly Lord, Your Highness, the Empress gave birth to a prince."

After the words came, dozens of fairies who were following behind them kowtowed:

"Congratulations to the Lord, congratulations to Your Highness."

Just when the gentle smile appeared, and even the solemn middle-aged man showed a happy look, the colorful clouds in the sky moved, and the fairy birds looked at the phoenix.

"Is it a good sign?"

The solemn middle-aged man looked at the strange phenomena in the sky, his eyes slightly opened, and he couldn't help asking questions.

"Father, that's right."

The gentle young man nodded excitedly.

After a while, outside the South Heaven Gate, the immortals and gods hid on both sides. The two men walked out one after another.

"Father, this is the scene that only appeared when the god of Mo Yuan was born!"

The gentle young man looked at the fairy birds facing the phoenix and exclaimed.

"Immortal virtues, my heavenly clan finally welcomed another lord."

"I will give him a name today, Ye Hua."

The solemn middle-aged man, the Heavenly Lord who ruled the common rulers of the world and the eight wildernesses, was sonorous and powerful.

"Congratulations to the Heavenly Lord, happy to win the crown prince."

As soon as the congratulations of the immortals and gods fell, an immortal walked out of the South Heaven Gate and bent down to salute:

"See the Heavenly Lord, Concubine Yang gave birth to a little prince for the Heavenly Lord."

After the words came, the immortals and gods congratulated each other:

"Congratulations to the Heavenly Lord, double happiness is coming."

The gentle young man said:

"Father, I didn't expect that my fourth brother would come to the world today, and now that my uncle and nephew are born together, there is still a good story."

After hearing this, the Heavenly Lord smiled faintly. As the co-lord of all the worlds and desolates, he was a beauties in the harem.

But no matter how I think about my three sons, I am not satisfied with them.

The eldest son Yang is wrong, honest and cowardly, obeys everything and is timid, and has never done anything alone, let alone make any contributions to the world and deserts.

Although his second son Sang Ji was his favorite son and gave him high hopes, he also arranged for him to marry Bai Qian, the daughter of the famous family Qingqiu, and his third son had the highest cultivation level. Unfortunately, his talent was not too outstanding after all.

You should know that as today's situation seems calm on the surface, it is actually undercurrents.

The third son Lian Song, the playboy who ranks among the gods. His reputation as a romantic man is well known to everyone in the world, and it is even more useless.

Therefore, I have been working in the harem some time ago and want to have another child, but in the end it is worth my hard work.

Unfortunately, it was not calculated after all that the one who got pregnant in the end was a human woman.

Suddenly, another fairy girl walked out quickly with a panic expression:

"See the Heavenly Lord, after Empress Yang's body became weaker and weaker after she was pregnant with the dragon seed. Although she had been nourishing her spiritual medicine, she still has her life after she was born to Youth Highness."

The Heavenly Lord obviously heard the meaning of the words, but in his eyes, women are just tools to stabilize their status and give birth to children.

Furthermore, he has many concubines in his harem, so how can he talk about any relationship?

The most important thing is that the dragon clan’s bloodline is domineering, not to mention the bloodline of the Heavenly Lord, of course it cannot be compared with each other.

However, in this way, his four sons, even if their mother is a weak human race, have inherited their dragon clan bloodline and they don’t know what their qualifications are.

So he couldn't help but say:

"Concubine Yang worked hard and made great contributions to our Tian clan. However, the weather was too late to be in vain, and the fragrance was gone and the jade was damaged, and the burial was buried with a grand ceremony."

As soon as the Heavenly Lord finished speaking, the immortals bowed their heads and said in unison:

"Please also ask the Heavenly Lord to mourn."

The fairy hesitated for a while and said:

"The Lord of Heaven, and His Highness"

Suddenly, the Heavenly Lord looked as if it were his descendants, and immediately asked in a deep voice:

"What the hell is he?"

The fairy pursed her lips and her tone was astringent:

"Your Highness is a Jiao."

When the Heavenly Lord heard this, his expression suddenly changed. His lineage had extremely rich bloodlines. Although his attributes were different, they were all five-clawed real dragons.

Moreover, from ancient times to the present, all the offsprings born are real dragons.

At this moment, the atmosphere of the Nantianmen was frozen, and the immortals were silent.

"Father, according to my son, my fourth brother's blood must be burdened by his mother's family. It's understandable that we might as well check it out first."

A gentle man, that is, the eldest son of the Heavenly King, said respectfully.

Soon, Tianjun and Yangcuo came to a palace called Tangquan Palace.

Immediately, one of them looked calm and the other walked out of Tangquan Palace with a sigh.

Along the way, the Heavenly Lord said casually:

"I gave your fourth brother the name Mo Jiao. Although he will not have much prospect in the future, he will still be the fourth prince of my Heavenly Palace. Do you remember?"

Yangcuo hurriedly said:

"Don't worry, Father, I will take good care of my fourth brother in the future."

"Well, a loving mother defeats her son, so Ye Hua is raised by me personally."
Chapter completed!