Reborn, the demon hybrid dragon cub is the group pet

Looking at the expectant eyes of the little cub, his eyebrows gradually became serious, but he still accepted it. After living for so long, is this really the first time that Zhu Huang has tied his hair?

"Forget it, you'd better take medicine first."

Mo Shan'an took back the hair tie, mainly because he noticed the stupid look on the other person's face, and he didn't know he had done it at first glance. Wouldn't it be his own scalp that would suffer in the end.

"So be it"

He tied it up casually, and it was so loose that Zhuhuang frowned. After putting away the medicine bottle, he stepped forward to tidy it up for him.

"All right"

In fact, it wasn't much better, so I picked off a few dead leaves inside.

"Why don't you take your medicine?"

Mo Shanan saw that he had never opened the elixir bottle in his left hand, so he had to feed it to him personally?

"This medicine doesn't work for me"

It doesn’t matter whether you eat or not, after that, return it to the cub in front of you.

Mo Shanan narrowed his eyes and stared at the medicine that was returned, and stuffed it back angrily. He folded his arms and taught him seriously and solemnly, "Nonsense, you were saved by it yesterday. How do you know it's useless if you don't take it."

"No, you already ate last night. It was useful. Can't you stand up today?"

Mo Shanan noticed that the man looked decadent, which made him hate iron. After being reborn, he cherished life even more.

Zhuhuang didn't speak, he just opened the bottle silently, poured out the elixir in his hand, and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

After seeing the other party act so wisely, Mo Shan'an let go of his hand and couldn't help but praise himself secretly. How could he find another kind person like him?

"Just leave"

"?!"

When Mo Shanan heard what the other party said, he stopped the man who was about to leave in disbelief. His uncle just sent him to this forest.

"You want me to leave like this?"

Zhuhuang looked at the cub in front of him whose face was red with anger. Is it possible that he still wants to follow him?

"It's safer during the day than at night. Returning to the Demon Clan here only takes about half a day."

Considering the opponent's flying speed, it might take a little longer.

Mo Shanan was embarrassed to say that he didn't know the way back to the Demon Clan, so he could only let the other party go away. He gritted his teeth and kicked the stone in front of him.

"Hey, I'm really gone."

He pursed his lips, feeling somewhat aggrieved. Why was this man so ignorant? Oh, he was really angry!

He found him water this morning, took care of him all night yesterday, and then left without looking back.

When Zhuhuang heard what the cub said, he paused and looked back at the little guy who was stunned. When he wanted to say something to him, the other guy ran over again stupidly.

"Well, I told you that you wouldn't be so ungrateful."

Mo Shanan thought that the man regretted leaving him here, so he gave him a step down and ran over on his own initiative.

Zhuhuang helplessly held his forehead, feeling a little tired for someone. This little guy was easy to deceive.

"If you follow me, you may have to wait a day before you can return to the Demon Clan."

If he sends him back now, it will delay him for a day, and this broken body may die at any time.

"Ah, that's okay."

It was only one day, which was better than going back by himself, not even knowing the road, and probably not seeing him back for more than half a month.

"My father definitely did it on purpose. I've been missing for almost a day and he hasn't come to see me. Do you think he is bothering me?"

Zhuhuang listened to the cub's constant words about Mo Xiotian along the way, but he asked curiously, "Why don't you call Emperor Moxiao your father?"

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Mo Shanan scratched his head and didn't know how to explain it. Could it be that he was afraid that someone would be jealous and then anger him.

"that is,"

Zhuhuang noticed the hesitant look of the little guy, and he was right. How could Mo Xiantian be allowed to be called by the same name as others, let alone Di Moxiao.

"Mo Yantian doesn't allow it, right?"

"No"

Mo Shan'an thought of how Mo Xiantian wanted him to be in the Dragon Clan before, and couldn't help but raise his head and complain to the man in front of him.

"He asked me to choose again, and I chose the demon clan. Of course, I don't hate the dragon clan, but..."

"Maybe in the eyes of outsiders, he is the cold-blooded devil, but in my eyes, he has always doted on me, even though he didn't say it."

The little guy raised his head proudly, as if I had seen through him.

"That's really not like his character."

He didn't expect that Mo Xiotian would go to this extent for the little guy and even ask for his opinion.

However, thinking that the little guy has the same physique as him, he may be more cruel than what he has experienced, a hint of ridicule curled up at the corner of his mouth,

"Little one, let me give you a warning. Don't trust the people around you too much, including the father you say dotes on you."

Zhuhuang glanced behind him and curled his lips. Before Mo Shanan could ask him what he meant, he was lifted up by him. As soon as the green light appeared, their figures disappeared from the place.

Half an hour after they left

A red figure appeared where they had stayed last night. Mo Xiotian glanced at the fire, and his eyes fell on the red blood that had been mixed with the soil.

"I really let you down by helping you survive for so long."

When his eyes returned to the scattered bottles and cans on the ground, he could see the panic of its owner at that time, and there was a bit of a smile on the corners of his lips, which looked like something someone had done.

"Stupid, how many times do I have to tell you this before you remember it."

Mo Xiotian already knew where the other party was going, so naturally he didn't want to stay here any longer.

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"Crack, click, click"

“This place is pretty, with an artistic atmosphere.”

While gnawing on the fruit, Mo Shanan pushed the hair away from his mouth with one hand. He had no image at all, and the hairband was blown away by the wind.

Looking at the ruins in front of them, with the lifelike feathers carved on them, one can see how glorious this palace once was.

Mo Shan'an curiously poked the feathers carved on it, but was bounced away by the red light that appeared on it before he touched it.

"Ok!"

He no longer believed in evil, and every time he touched it, he was bounced away. Maybe it was because the remaining power in Kamisari was gradually weakening, so he tried for the fifth time on Mo Shan'an and finally succeeded.

"Look, I can't touch you anymore, little guy."

After Mo Shanan took the last bite of the fruit, he saw the man in the middle of the ruins, and stepped on the gravel to find him.

"What's there to see there?"

He spread his wings in confusion and flew over. He waited until he was beside the man and stood firm before looking over.

There's nothing, just ruins and ruins, but "whose tombstone is that?"

A tombstone was built on top of the ruins, and it was written in the language of an unknown ethnic group.

"The Tombstone of the Phoenix Clan"

"Phoenix Clan?"

Mo Shanan suddenly became excited when he thought of the feather symbol.

"Phoenix!!"

Ah, this is a mythical beast. At this time, he completely forgot that he was still a dragon.