"It has something to do with me." It said a little aggrievedly.
"Is it related to you?" Han Sanqian asked.
It nodded: "Yes, Father."
Han Sanqian frowned slightly. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that there were still some strange things that had not yet been determined.
The fact that the dragon ant was not born can be explained by the fact that there was no dragon power to irrigate it, so it could not awaken itself.
So, what about fire?!
How to explain this?
Yes, although the queen ant obviously has the fire attribute, Han Sanqian has been in contact with her after all, but she still only has this attribute, and is far from having such powerful firepower.
Not to mention, it is still just an egg.
Even if it inherits the fire nature of ants, it doesn't need to be so exaggerated and perverted, right?
Secondly, there is another detail that can further prove this point.
Even if Han Sanqian made a mistake in judgment, even if the dragon ant not only inherited the fire attribute from the ant, but also mutated the firepower it inherited through the blessing of dragon genes, one thing is certain.
Fire should always belong to it, right?
But the problem just arises here. When Han Sanqian pulled it, the surrounding flames suddenly intensified. However, this flame only burned Han Sanqian, but it happened that it even burned the eggs at that time.
This is where the problem lies.
How can you burn yourself with your own fire?
Isn't this nonsense?
Therefore, both results indicate that there is nothing wrong with Han Sanqian's judgment.
Dragon ants are dragon ants, and fire is fire.
"What's going on?" Han Sanqian looked at it and asked anxiously.
Dragon Ant shook his head, then lowered his head and looked at his body: "Father, look at my belly."
Looking at it, Han Sanqian could easily see the unusually red spot in the middle of the little earthworm.
"What is that?" Han Sanqian asked.
"I don't know either. I've had this thing in my stomach since I existed." The little earthworm said, "It's strange. It keeps dissipating heat and making fire."
"You mean..." Han Sanqian suddenly frowned even more tightly: "The fire around here, including the fire in the egg, is all caused by it?"
The little earthworm nodded obediently: "Yes, Father."
Then it depends on a ghost!
It's ridiculous, but everything is in line with the surrounding signs.
"Can't you control it?" Han Sanqian asked.
"Not only can it not be controlled, but if I have a little bit of luck, it will get angry. Just now...just now it was because my father wanted to take me away. If I had a little bit of luck to resist, it would... burst into flames."
"But there is no fire around now, and you don't need to resist. I will take you away directly, and it will not attack. Then isn't that okay?" Han Sanqian asked: "Why do you say you can't leave?
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"In order to protect the child, my father himself was swallowed up by the fire and almost burned to charcoal. Although the child has not grown up, he still knows the kindness of his parents. Therefore, after the child was born, he saw that you, father, were in danger, so, child
At the critical moment when you were burned, luck exerted its power and opened an energy shield on your chest, protecting your heart."
"Although you were injured externally, you were protected by the baby, so you are not dead. After the baby is fully born, I will quickly put energy on your chest again to heal your body and allow you to recover..."
"In other words, when the child is born, the body of a dragon ant has already been formed. Naturally, the energy in the body is extremely high, but in order to save you... I used at least half of it."
"What about the remaining half?" Han Sanqian seemed to have noticed the problem and asked softly.
"I used it to suppress this thing in my body." After it finished speaking, it lowered its head and glanced at it: "Under my suppression, although it can't release more fire, I can feel that I can't suppress it anymore.
It's already very hot."
"So, if Father wants to take me away from here, I'm afraid... I will... at any time..."
"The flames are burning again."
After saying this, the little dragon ant lowered his head, seeming very guilty, very self-blame, and even... somewhat inferior to himself.
Han Sanqian did not speak, nor did he choose to leave. Instead, he walked to the little dragon ant in a few steps, squatted down, and looked at the fiery red thing in its body...
