Reborn, the demon hybrid dragon cub is the group pet

After hearing these threats, he laughed even louder.

"Hahahaha, Mo Yantian?"

"Isn't he being imprisoned in the wilderness by the Dragon Clan? Do you want to use him to scare me?"

"You can try it and see if what I said is false or true."

Mo Shanan gave him some information about the outside world, so as not to stay in this humid cave for a long time without being informed.

The cub's calm look did make Lei Teng hesitate for a moment. If he was really related to the devil, it would indeed be a difficult problem.

But he couldn't resist the temptation of the spiritual power. "Even if Mo Xiantian comes, he may not be able to beat me on my territory."

"Oh, then you should do it."

Mo Shanan bet that it didn't dare to make a move for a while. Sure enough, the other party didn't make a move, but the rattan on his body got into his clothes.

"what are you doing?"

He grabbed the vine that wanted to tear off his phoenix feathers, his light golden pupils shrank, and he covered the thing in his arms with all his strength.

"How do I know if you are lying to me? What's more, after I drain all your flesh and blood, you will completely become a withered skeleton. Who will know that you have been here before?"

"Hahahaha, I'm afraid Mo Xiantian won't be able to find you either."

Ming Qing's eyes darkened, and when the other party wanted to kill the little guy, he gave Long Mingjian a look next to him.

"buzz"

If Ming Qing could understand it, he would probably be able to tell that it was cursing.

Mo Shanan held on to the vine tightly, trying to stop it from invading, but in the end, the other party no longer wanted to play this pushing game with him.

"I!"

He looked down at the vines that sneaked up from behind and penetrated his shoulder blades. The red clothes were fused with the blood and could not be seen at all.

As soon as the smell of blood appeared, Ming Qing's face turned gloomy when he saw this scene, and the air pressure on his body had hit rock bottom.

"buzz"

However, Long Mingjian was angry and the sound of the sword echoed in the cave. He rushed forward and cut off the vines that bound the cubs. The remaining dragon energy in his body turned into a golden light in despair.

A golden beam of light shot straight into the sky, accompanied by the sound of swords.

In the Dragon Clan Hall

Yuehua and others heard Long Mingjian's voice, and looked at Tenglong in shock, what's going on?

"Dragon Lord? This is the sound of the sword made by Long Mengjian. It's so urgent. Could it be that something happened?"

Tenglong thought of the last time the demon clan competed. That was the last time he saw Long Mingjian, and he was still with the little guy from the demon clan. Could it be that?

"Could it be that something happened to the young master of the Demon Clan?"

It's impossible. Mo Yantian values ​​this child so much, how could he let anything happen to him?

Di Moxiao opened his eyes, his heart palpitating, his eyes turned cold, and he disappeared from everyone's gaze before the people below him finished speaking.

Tenglong saw that after Lord Long disappeared, his anger was still lingering in the hall. He didn't know what was going on for a while, so he turned to ask the people around him.

"Do you feel that Lord Long seems to be paying too much attention to that little demon cub?"

Even their little highness has disappeared for so many days. Every time he anxiously goes to Long Lord's dormitory to wait for someone, but he never arrives.

"You just know now."

Yuehua already knew this, otherwise why would Long Jun take him back to the Dragon Clan again and again, and even leave a courtyard for him to facilitate his future visits.

A bold guess sounded in Yuehua's heart, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Tenglong, do you feel that the golden lines on His Highness's forehead are somewhat similar to the forehead lines between the eyebrows of the young master of the Demon Clan?"

Now that Yuehua thinks about it, it's not just similar, it's exactly the same. He said that every time he sees His Highness's golden pattern, he always feels like he's seen it before. It turns out he's seen it on someone else.

Tenglong was also stunned. Recalling Mo Shanan's appearance and those light golden pupils, he was speechless.

"You don't want to say,"

Yuehua thought that the other party thought the same as her, but the next second she was slapped in the face.

"You don't want to say that the young master of the demon clan and our young highness are half-brothers?"

"........."

Yuehua no longer wants to talk to the other party. He has already talked about this. Why doesn't he understand?

"I mean, they're the same person."

Tenglong thought he was crazy. How could the Demon Lord's cub be the same person as His Highness?

"You mean, the devil and the dragon lord gave birth to a child together!?"

As soon as these words came out, Yuehua fell silent. The Dragon Clan and the Demon Clan were sworn enemies, not to mention that Mo Shitian was sealed in the wilderness by the Dragon Clan. This idea was indeed absurd.

"Just think I'm talking nonsense"

But both of them have planted a seed of doubt in their hearts. There are indeed too many similarities that make you suspicious.

"boom"

A dragon guard was thrown in, fell at the feet of Yuehua and the others, and fainted.

Suddenly, a strong demonic energy poured into the Dragon Palace.

A red figure broke into the hall, making them frown. Why was he here?

An evil sneer curled up at the corner of Mo Xiantian's lips, and he stared at the dragon clan elders in front of him, with a murderous look in his eyes.

"Where is Di Moxiao?"

Yuehua stretched out her hand to stop the impulsive Tenglong next to her. The man in front of her showed signs of being unable to control herself, let alone messing with him now.

"It's really unlucky for the Demon Lord to come. The Dragon Lord has something to do and left."

"What about my child?"

Yuehua frowned, "What child?"

Mo Xiotian put away the cold smile at the corner of his mouth, and the bloodthirsty murderous intent in his eyes gradually spread. He suddenly stepped in front of the old man and strangled him by the neck.

"Are you pretending to be stupid with me?"

"Presumptuous! Mo Xiotian, this is the Dragon Clan, and this is not a place for you to act wild."

Tenglong saw that the other party was holding Yuehua hostage as soon as he came up, and the dragon guards from outside also rushed in and surrounded the man in front of him.

"Oh, even if Di Moxiao isn't here, how can you, just a bunch of losers like you, be able to stop me?"

He grabbed the other person's neck, and in his cold words, he didn't take these people seriously at all.

"Ask me one last time, where is the person?"

"People from the Demon Clan, you come to our Dragon Clan to ask for it, Mo Xiotian, don't you think it's ridiculous!"

Tenglong didn't want to bear it at all, and raised his hand to indicate that if he dared to do this in the Dragon Clan Hall, he would die with him even with his old bones.

"Hey, why are so many people stuck here? Is there any good show that your Highness can't watch?"

As soon as Di Yexuan arrived, everyone's eyes fell on him.

"what happened?"

This is the first time he has such a presence in the Dragon Clan

"Your Highness, you came just in time. Elder Yuehua was held hostage by the demon leader of the demon clan!"

Di Yexuan walked in and saw Mo Xiotian. The other person just glanced at him indifferently, then let go of the person in his hand and walked towards him slowly.