Reborn, the demon hybrid dragon cub is the group pet

Mo Xiantian held up his forehead and stared at the serious-faced little cub in front of him. It was standing in front of the cave entrance, squatting, not knowing what it was doing.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The little cub picked out a few bright small stones from the wall, pushed them to the other party, and said that he would take them away together.

A feeling of powerlessness emerged from the bottom of Mo Xiantian's heart. Did he understand?

If it weren't for that group of people, he wouldn't have let the little guy leave here. After all, he was so stupid that he would be deceived wherever he went.

"Whew?"

When Mo Shanan saw that the other party ignored him, he reminded him again and wanted to jump on his lap.

"My seat,"

Mo Xiotian finally put all the things into the phoenix feather he gave to the little guy. The space inside was more than enough to hold the cub's things.

In the following time, he tried his best to teach him how to take out the contents of Feng Ling. At least the eggshell inside was what the little guy would eat every day.

Otherwise, Mo Xiantian was afraid that Mo Shanan would starve to death within a day of being out. As for the little guy's safety, he might as well worry about his enemies.

Mo Xiotian worriedly cast several demonic forbidden spells on Mo Shan'an, and with Feng Ling's blessing, as long as he didn't mess with God Mo Xiao, the cub could only bully others.

"Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"Whew"

The cub nodded, but the light spot in his head wanted him to catch it out.

Mo Xiotian entered a map into the little guy's sea of ​​consciousness. The location of the light spot there was the place where the demon clan once lived. It is now deserted and is the best place for the cub to live.

"Whew"

The cub felt slightly uncomfortable, and when he met the man in red's eyes, he felt a surge of sourness, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Mo Xiantian raised his hand and rubbed his head, held his cheek with both hands and comforted him, "Wait a little longer." I will be able to find you soon.

"Whew"

Just in case, he also cast a spell to hide the cub's wings, so that people would only think it was a dragon cub. No matter how greedy those people were, they would still be wary of those old dragon cubs.

"Are you ready?"

"Whew"

In fact, what the cub was thinking was, couldn't he wait at the entrance of the cave for the bad guy to come? So you don't have to steal it, just grab it?

Mo Xiotian frowned, a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes, and finally sent him away.

He bit his fingertip and used the blood as a guide to draw a mysterious symbol in the air. Suddenly, a bright light came out of the hole, but there was no trace of it where the cub was standing just now.

The delicate face of the man in red became a bit gloomy. He didn't know what he thought of, his pupils shrank slightly, and there was a hint of disgust in his eyes.

"Di Moxiao, I warn you to stay away from him. Otherwise, when I return to the world, your dragon clan will never have peace."

The air seemed to fluctuate slightly, and then the aura that disgusted Mo Xiantian finally disappeared.

He knew that the little guy's departure from the wilderness would definitely attract Di Moxiao's attention, because the medium he left was the bracelet he gave to Mo Shan'an, so it was impossible not to alert him.

And Mo Shan'an, who had left the wilderness, landed on a branch and was still hanging on it. No matter how he played with it, he was stuck in the tree.

The cub's face was full of speechlessness and resignation. Mo Shanan had a headache. Why was he hanging on the tree? Wasn't he fighting the scorpion? ?

After regaining his memory, Mo Shanan suddenly had thoughts about what he had done during this period of time. After he figured it out, he acted even more speechlessly, and was stupidly tricked into stealing something by someone! !

The point is, now that I think about it, I realize that the man was actually lying to him. How could anyone use that kind of expression to lure a child into stealing something, let alone the enemy's thing? Even a fool would not let a cub steal it.

Mo Shanan covered his head with his hands, God, how could he be so stupid? It's definitely not him who is so stupid!

"Woo-hoo-hoo"

Help, is there anyone?

He shouted for a long time, but he didn't notice anyone passing by, and some were just passing insects.

Mo Shanan suddenly remembered that he still had a pair of wings. He tried his best to stretch his head and glance at his back. You said you would die, but it was stuck in the middle of his stomach.

! Where are my wings? ?

He stared at his legs helplessly, trying to use some strength in his legs to move.

"Whew"

Mo Shanan had been hanging on the tree for almost half an hour. Fortunately, the tree was covered by leaves, otherwise he would have fainted if exposed to the sun.

"squeak"

what sound?

He suddenly heard movement under the tree, and tried to look up. It turned out that there was a hole in the middle of the tree, and there was a squirrel holding a fruit and staring at him warily.

"Woo-hoo-hoo"

Help, come here and help me, Brother Squirrel

Mo Shanan said sadly that he is no longer the big brother who has younger brothers in modern times.

The brown squirrel glanced at the dark, fat cub, fearing that it would fall and crush its hole.

"Zhizhizhizhizhi" little cub, hurry up and get away from my big tree.

After speaking, he smashed the fruit in his hand onto Mo Shanan's head, hitting him in the forehead.

"!!!"

Oh, let me go. Mo Shanan stared at this arrogant animal with wide eyes. The young master was actually being bullied by a little squirrel, and his anger began to emerge.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

If we have the ability, we will challenge each other

Sparks began to fly between the big one and the small one of different races. In the eyes of the squirrel, the cub was provoking it and trying to steal its territory for its own.

If Mo Shanan was allowed to hear what the other party was saying, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood. Who would snatch this broken tree hole, not even give it to him?

Next, Mo Shanan was hit by the opponent with pine cones in turn, and even turned into a stone from the opponent's distressed fruit.

"Your uncle's"

At the same time that Mo Shanan was hit, the branch seemed to be unable to bear its weight and suddenly broke.

"Well"

When he saw that he was about to hit the ground, he subconsciously covered his face.

Although it was not far from the bottom, it would at least hurt for a while if it fell, but when it was still half a meter away from the ground, it suddenly started to slow down.

Mo Shan landed safely on the ground and spun around in disbelief. He was really fine. Hahahahaha. Could it be that this body has a talent for slowing down?

The squirrel ignored the stupid cub, forgetting it since it had fallen out of its territory, and scurried back to the entrance of the hole.

Mo Shanan still wanted to scold him, but he looked up and found that he had already run away. He was boring, so boring.

He looked around. There were dense jungles everywhere, and occasionally a few rabbits would pop up in the grass. He swallowed, braised rabbit meat.

As he thought about it, he became hungry, and remembered that Mo Xiotian had told him that things were hidden in the feathers worn around his neck.

Mo Shanan found a relatively quiet place, closed his eyes and silently thought about what he wanted to eat, and sure enough, as soon as he opened his eyes, eggshells appeared in front of him.

It's so convenient, there is no other smell after smelling it, and it stays fresher than the refrigerator.

After eating and drinking, he thought about men. The cheap dad was actually very good to him after he broke out of his shell, except for occasionally calling him stupid.

During the period of losing consciousness, all the memories came back, and he could feel the man's slowly changing from being dull to being a little indulgent towards him.

For example, when he had teeth, he obviously disliked him rubbing his clothes, but he never stopped him. At most, he said a few words.

At night, she often bites his fingers, grinds his teeth, and picks his hair to play with, but the man always turns a blind eye.

Mo Shanan lowered his eyes and felt a little sad, and suddenly he missed the other person. For him now, the word "father" was not as awkward and complicated as before, and he was even a little nostalgic.