What should I do if the insect king hatches from the egg I picked up?

The principal looked inside the room.

In the training room that was supposed to be empty, there was a figure sweating profusely, holding a slender long knife and practicing a set of moves repeatedly.

The black hair was wet with sweat and stuck together. The sleeveless tight-fitting training clothes fit tightly on the body, revealing healthy wheat-colored skin. The warm skin color contrasted with the powerful muscles on the arms. The thickness of the muscles was just right and did not look cumbersome. .

The sharp gaze moved along with the direction of the blade, like the gaze of a hunter who was ready to attack.

What attracts Jingxia is the long knife in his hand. The simple blade has a cold light, like the long knife of the Huaxia clan in the Eastern family in Jingxia's memory. The silver-white sword has patterns of the Eastern Dragon clan, which makes it even more imposing. It was so cold that there seemed to be a flow of spiritual power on it.

Isn't this the universe world? Why do you still have spiritual power?

"Why does Little Ye Zi still like these cold weapons, and they even have Zerg-like patterns carved on them?"

The figure recognized by the principal on the side whispered.

? Zerg...

Jing Xia, who had sensitive hearing, turned her head in confusion. If she saw it correctly, the pattern was obviously that of a Chinese dragon.

"Xiao Xia, that person inside is Major General Ye Yu. Like you, he is also from Blue Star. His dual qualifications are currently the highest SS level in the galaxy. He may be your mentor in the future.

He usually prefers cold weapons, and that knife is his weapon. "

"Principal, did you just say that the knife was engraved like a Zerg?"

"Yes, in the interstellar world, only the Zerg tribe has such a long shape. It doesn't have horns and manes. It looks like several Zerg tribes kneaded together.

But Little Leaf said it was a mythical beast in their planet’s legend. "

The principal pulled the door rail and whispered to Jingxia.

Jingxia:……

He must be talking about dragons. The Blue Star culture of this universe is similar to that of the Eastern world. What is engraved on the knife is the Eastern dragon with horns and beards on its head, long body, scales and claws.

Listening to the principal's explanation with great interest, Jing Xia couldn't bear to interrupt his interest, but the other person couldn't.

"Strict school..."

A cold and plain voice sounded, causing the two people at the door to turn their heads.

The people who trained indoors had sheathed their long swords and walked towards the door with the swords in hand.

He was still holding a towel in one hand and wiping the sweat off his face. Afraid that the smell of sweat would smell to the two of them, he stopped two steps away from them.

"Hey, did I disturb you, little Ye Zi?"

"No, I just finished training. Who is this?"

Ye Yu looked at the boy's black hair and eyes and probably guessed the boy's identity. The Blue Star child adopted by the dragon general?

"Oh, this is Jingxia. The students who came to take the test today will officially enroll next semester.

Xiaoxia, this is Major General Ye Yu. "

The principal introduced the two people with the same black hair and eyes to each other.

"Hello."

"Hello, Major General."

"Curious about this knife?"

After saying hello, Ye Yu looked at the young man's eyes aiming at the knife, thinking that the young man had never seen the style of the knife.

After all, it was built by me personally, and it comes from the historical records of the Chinese clan to which I belong.

The young man handed the knife in his hand to the young man out of his feelings for his fellow tribesmen and with a hint of inexplicable goodwill.

"Want to see it?"

"May I?"

"of course."

After thanking him, Jing Xia took the long knife under the surprised gaze of the principal.

He picked it up and gently pulled out a section. The dark scabbard formed a sharp contrast with the silver blade.

The total length of the long sword seems to be about one meter and two. The pattern on the blade is indeed a dragon pattern, and there is also a small word "Yu" engraved on the corner of the blade.

While Jing Xia was observing the blade, the principal raised his hand and touched his chin. Isn't this little Ye Zi's most precious knife? I never thought before that he would let someone he met for the first time touch a knife and hold it in his hand to look at it.

"The blade is like autumn frost, slender and straight. It's a great knife."

Listening to Jing Xia's praise of his beloved knife, Ye Yu nodded expressionlessly, with a little joy in his eyes.

"Can I ask, is the word "yu" on the knife the Chinese word for "the sun shines brightly during the day, and the moon shines brightly into the night"?"

Jing Xia handed the knife back and watched Ye Yu caressing the scabbard lovingly. After thinking about it, she asked.

"Well, it's that Yu, Yu Yi."

Hearing this, Ye Yu's face showed a hint of surprise. He didn't expect that this young man had studied ancient Chinese prose at such a young age.

Feeling Ye Yu's surprise and the principal's curiosity, Jing Xia raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a small pear dimple.

"A friend of mine also has Yu in his name, so I know a little bit about it."

Xuan Yu is the most popular child in the gap. He is a child brought back by the master of the gap and his brother from a place where multiple worlds overlapped and collapsed.

During the breaks, Xuan Yu often told Jing Xia about the history of various worlds he knew. He also took out a pile of ancient Chinese books and took Jing Xia to read and study together.

He once explained the meaning of the word Yu, and the Lord named him Yu, which represents the light and flame that illuminates the world. He hoped that he would have a glorious future and bring light to others.

"Then do you know what this pattern is?" Ye Yushua pulled out his knife and faced Jingxia with its cold blade. He was curious whether this young man recognized the dragon totem of the Chinese clan.

Ye Yu was eager to get a definite answer. In this vast universe, it had been a long time since he had met a Blue Star person like him.

"What are you doing?"

Emperor Xiu, who had finished the formalities for Jing Xia, had just arrived when he saw a young man drawing a knife and pointing it directly at the kid, and even thrust it hard into his face.

? ? !

broad daylight! Bright world!

Someone actually pulled a knife on his own kid at school?

Can this be tolerated?

He stepped forward and pulled Jing Xia behind him, holding the blade.

Seeing that Emperor Xiu's increasing strength was about to shatter the entire blade, Jingxia quickly pulled Emperor Xiu's sleeves and stopped him.

"He just wanted me to see the pattern on the blade!"

"What pattern?"

Emperor Xiu lowered his head and glanced at the oriental dragon patterns engraved on the blade, then let go and stood by Jingxia's side.

Oh, it's a misunderstanding.

Ye Yu's wrist was numbed by the sudden force, and he almost couldn't hold the long knife in his hand.

After realizing that this was misunderstood by the dragon general, Jingxia looked helplessly to the side. How could the usually calm general have such a big reaction? Are you sure this isn't the general's biological son?

The principal next to him was startled by the sudden appearance of Emperor Xiu, and rolled his eyes at the Emperor Xiu who was standing shamelessly next to Jing Xia rather speechlessly.

It was obvious that Emperor Xiu was not ashamed of the mistake he had made. He frowned and warned Ye Yu who was holding the knife: "I don't know that swords have no eyes? What if I hurt a child?"

It won't work even if you get the sign. This is a cub of our Dragon Clan.

Ye Yu silently and distressedly put the knife back into its sheath, not mentioning that the boy was playing with the knife before.

"It was my negligence."

Emperor Xiu then calmed down, but before he could calm down, Jing Xia's elbow turned his face black.

"It's okay, Xiu reacted too much."

He almost broke his beloved weapon, and he didn't want to think about how an ordinary knife could hurt a hybrid dragon like himself.

After the farce, the four of them finally came to a lounge. Di Xiu and Jing Xia were nesting together on a long sofa. The principal occupied a single sofa alone. Ye Yu went to wash off the sweat stains all over his body before entering the lounge. .

Emperor Xiu seemed to have considered his overreaction just now, and apologized to Ye Yu who came to the lounge after taking a shower, and suggested that if his knife was damaged in the future, he could ask him to repair it.

The embryo of the knife is indeed very good. If it is tempered with materials from the world of cultivation, it might even become a spiritual weapon.

After saying that, he returned to his previous cold attitude and rubbed Jing Xia's hair expressionlessly.

No problem"

Ye Yu also understood Emperor Xiu. When he just came off the battlefield, he was often wary of small things, not to mention that his actions just now were indeed inappropriate.

Coupled with the fact that the Dragon Clan is eager to protect its cubs despite years of fighting, it is a good thing that no dragon flames are sprayed on them.

Thinking of the privilege of watching Emperor Xiu burn down a fleet of opponent's warships with a burst of dragon flame in the universe, Ye Yu had just finished taking a shower and broke into cold sweat on his back. He looked at each other angrily with the principal.

The principal began to think deeply about whether accepting Xiaoxia was the right choice for him.

Looking at the extent of the dragon's protection, what if he bumps into him in actual combat? Can your school withstand the wrath of a dragon?

Will this dragon directly destroy the entire school with a breath of dragon flame? He has completely forgotten that this little pervert is a double SSS-level pervert. There are only a handful of situations in the entire galaxy that can hurt him.

Jing Xia looked at the awkward atmosphere, coughed slightly, wanted to change the topic back to the previous topic, and also tried to save her hair from Emperor Xiu.

"Major General Ye..."

Listening to what Jing Xia called him, Ye Yu felt that a certain dragon's eyes were looking at him again, suddenly like a light on his back.

"Just call him Teacher Ye. Starting from next semester, he will stay in school to teach."

The principal looked at Di Xiu's sharp eyes directed at Xiao Zizi and thought it would be better to save him.

"Okay, is the dragon engraved on Teacher Ye's blade the dragon from Chinese mythology?"

"Yes"

Ye Yu's originally indifferent eyes flashed with surprise, surprised by the young man's understanding of the Chinese clan, and wondered whether this young man was from the same Chinese clan as himself.

"Humph... Scale insects can be long, dark or bright, thin or huge, short or long. They can ascend to the sky at the spring equinox, and dive into the abyss at the autumnal equinox."

Emperor Xiu sat on the sofa and looked at the shining luster in the eyes of the young major general. He leaned back, put one hand across the back of the sofa, and slowly spoke in Chinese with his thin lips about the ancient texts from the oriental world in his memory about the Chinese Dragon Clan. The description directly shattered Ye Yu's guess about Jing Xia's identity.

Ye Yu's eyes dimmed. Yes, as a dragon clan that has existed in the interstellar for unknown length of time, Emperor Xiu is very likely to understand most of the history of the interstellar.

The previous ancient prose may also have been taught to Jingxia by the emperor. But this is good, it means that there are other inheritors of Chinese history.

The principal, who had just recovered from a daze, was listening at a loss.

Wait a minute? What dragon?

Isn't there only one dragon in the interstellar, Emperor Xiu?

Does that sentence about what looks like describe a dragon?

Recalling the dragon shape of Emperor Xiu, the principal shuddered, thinking that he might have heard wrong just now, and that it might depict other creatures.

The three of them just chatted one by one, while the principal continued to wander in a daze, feeling that he was too old to be out of touch with the times. No, isn't that dragon older than me?

He stared at Di Xiu suddenly, looking at his handsome facial features, angular, thin lips, smooth and delicate skin, dark hair and blue eyes. Except for the different eye color, he was sitting next to Jing Xia, just like Jing Xia. Same as Xia's brother.

Thinking again about the wrinkles appearing in the corners of his eyes and his gradually graying hair, his eyes widened, he covered his chest and fell on the armrest.

The three people who were chatting looked at him. Emperor Xiu saw through his actions, with a hint of contempt in his cold eyes.

Jing Xia's eyes were full of doubts and worries, as well as a hint of curiosity, because she felt that the principal's body was still strong.

Ye Yu and Jing Xia had the same dark eyes with calmness and indifference. Seeing the principal clutching his chest, a trace of doubt flashed across his face. Just as he was about to ask a question, Di Xiu held his arms and interrupted his words.

"Don't worry about him, he's just a showman."

The other two: "..."

headmaster :)

Damn you bastard dragon, are you polite?