Reborn, the demon hybrid dragon cub is the group pet

"you shut up"

Di Yexuan retorted directly to his younger brother. Seeing that Mo Xiantian didn't believe it, he could only pinch the little guy's arm behind his back, "I'm sorry, you're going to cry!"

"???"

Mo Shanan was unprepared for the soft flesh of his arm being pinched by the opposite party, and the blush that had not dissipated from the corners of his eyes began to deepen again.

"Why are you pinching me?"

The other side couldn't figure out why the fight started, so the other side gave him another blow.

"In order to make it more realistic, the ink-eating genius believes it."

Being pinched again, Mo Shanan burst into tears. There must be something green there.

"Wow"

For a moment, the three people were stunned, especially Di Yexuan, who made the move, and gave him an affirmation.

"Are you really crying?"

Di Yexuan didn't expect the little guy to be so cooperative.

"Mo Xiotian, let me tell you"

Unexpectedly, the moment he raised his head, Mo Xiotian came to his side instantly, lifted him up and threw him towards Di Moxiao.

"boom"

After the surrounding flames subsided, Di Moxiao dodged the figure smashing in front of him, so someone who was covered in mud stared at someone in disbelief.

After checking the cub's body, Mo Xiotian suppressed his anger, picked him up, and looked at the two people opposite him with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

"I will never hand him over to you again."

Di Moxiao just watched the other party take the cub away with dark eyes, holding his hands tightly under his sleeves, and suddenly laughed.

It's not up to him to decide whether to hand over or not.

"The little guy was taken away from you, and you still laughed?"

Di Yexuan didn't know if he was hallucinating or if the person in front of him was crazy. He could see how much Di Moxiao cared about the cub.

"You're just going back like this?"

After they left, the surrounding onlookers were forced back by Mo Xiotian's intimidation. When no one was around, two figures appeared.

Mo Xiotian responded to the cub's request and returned here again.

Just for that keel, the little guy said he wanted to bury him.

He thought it was troublesome, so he prepared a fire and cremated him without leaving any trace. Wouldn't it be better?

"no"

Mo Shanan seemed to know what the man was thinking, and angrily grabbed the hand he was about to raise.

"I know this. Do you want to dig a hole here and bury him?"

Mo Xiotian finally gave in, and just in case others saw his majestic devil, he went back and buried a dead dragon.

"you"

Just when the man discovered that Mo Shanan had already run to Dragon Bone.

He put his hand on the keel, and the keel turned into a streak of white light floating in the air, and finally turned into dots of starlight scattered on the dry seabed.

Mo Shanan was also stunned, then looked back at the man behind him who raised his hand, and it suddenly became clear that he was really a man who said what he said and meant what he meant.

"I"

"do not move"

Mo Xiotian suddenly felt a surge on the bottom of the sea, picked up the cub and left the sea.

The originally dry sea area actually emerged from the bottom, and the blue sea water washed through the black mud, covering up this sea area full of vicissitudes of life.

"Father, you are so powerful, you can even create sea water."

Mo Shanan looked at the sea area returning to normal, and even moved forward to touch the sea water. He didn't feel that this matter had anything to do with him at all.

Mo Xiantian looked at the cub who admired him, with some complicated emotions in his eyes.

"?Did I said wrong thing?"

"no"

So, what exactly did Canglong want to tell him?

Mo Xiantian carried the sleeping cub back to the Demon Clan. Along the way, the little guy made sure to pester him to let him carry it. After making a fuss for a while, he fell asleep.

"come out"

Ming Qing appeared from behind them and looked at the sleeping face of the cub. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he was warned by a cold voice.

"Don't want your hands anymore?"

Sure enough, Ming Qing took back his hand. He just told the cub why he was crying even when he fell asleep.

Mo Xiotian had discovered it a long time ago, but he did not wake up Mo Shanan. After placing the cub, he bit his fingertips, touched the other person's eyebrows, and then closed his eyes.

"Dream Technique"

The only witness in the room, Ming Qing was also a little curious about what attracted him to enter the dream of a cub.

In the dream, Mo Shanan was trapped in the egg again, but this time he was very tired and couldn't open his eyes at all.

He could only feel that he was in the sea. He heard the sound of the waves, and the egg's body was constantly shaking with the sea water.

"dong dong dong"

When Mo Shanan heard someone knocking on his eggshell, he opened his eyes hard and raised his hand to respond.

"I really haven't wasted my daily efforts to instill dragon power into you."

The voice sounded familiar. He tried to remember it and suddenly thought of the dead white dragon.

"Little one, you have to live well."

"Woo!"

In the pitch-black sea, a giant dragon covered in scars was staring at the black dragon egg not far away.

Mo Shitian saw this scene as soon as he entered the little guy's dream, so this is what Canglong wanted him to know?

A white light appeared, and the other side of the sea suddenly stopped, and Mo Shanan fell into a deep sleep.

"Is this what you want me to see?"

Mo Xiotian walked up to Long Dan's side, feeling a little nostalgic for the little guy who was still an egg.

The white light faded, revealing the dead Canglong. He was a remnant and could not last long.

"Do you know why it appears at the bottom of the sea?"

"I have no interest in this"

He leaned down and wanted to touch the black eggshell, but was bounced away by the golden beam.

"Are you interested to know now?"

"Oh, it is indeed that old guy."

The aura that appeared on the golden light made Mo Xiotian extremely familiar with the former Dragon Lord Emperor Xiaoting.

Screen turn

Mo Xiotian stared at the enemy who appeared in front of him. The enemy held the dragon egg and came to a secret room. The dragon clan actually had such a place.

"There's the answer you want inside."

Canglong's voice made Mo Xiotian pause, and then he followed him in without hesitation.

"Whew?"

Mo Shanan was asleep and was shaken awake again. He smelled a strong smell of blood and shook his egg in shock, wanting to leave this place.

The white dragon egg was soaked in blood, and the blood dripped along the chain and onto the eggshell, and did not stop until it was completely submerged.

"Oh, do you think I should thank him?"

Mo Xiotian stared at the familiar magic chain and the blood dripping from it, and narrowed his eyes slightly. The other party had put so much effort into cultivating his bloodline, but he had good intentions.

Canglong didn't answer. He only saw the person opposite him. After the dragon egg had absorbed the blood, he took out a bottle of blood and poured it in again.

"He is so cruel that he can even calculate his son's painstaking efforts."