Reborn, the demon hybrid dragon cub is the group pet

Di Moxiao searched for traces and found the cliff, but there was no sign of any cubs, indicating that Mo Xiotian did not teleport people here.

And the demonic energy belonging to Mo Xiotian in the air was slowly dissipating in front of his eyes, seeming to laugh at him for looking in the wrong place.

He pursed his lips, and his golden pupils were cold and silent. In addition to having weird emotions towards the cub, there was also the connection between it and Mo Shitian.

No matter whose hands it fell into, it would be a constraint for Mo Xiotian, and he also acquiesced in sending the cub out of the wilderness.

Di Moxiao closed his eyes and tried to find the little guy's location through the breath of the dragon bracelet, but there was no movement?

He opened his eyes, and a complex emotion flashed through them. The dragon bracelet did not respond to him, and even helped the cub block his spiritual vision.

Di Moxiao did not let the dragon bracelet recognize its owner. He had given it to the little guy for his own use, so he could monitor the cub's every move at any time.

What's more, he had planned everything, but it was a pity that this step went wrong.

"Interesting, little guy, don't let me down."

The sound dissipated in the wind, as light as an illusion.

Di Moxiao curled his lips, and his golden pupils glowed with a golden light, as if he had found an interesting prey, excitement mixed with joy.

Mo Shanan was lying on the grass under the big tree, thinking about whether to follow the man's plan or what.

He knew that the place Mo Xiotian planned for him was 80% sure to be a safe zone, and not the place where he stole the sword as he said.

Mo Shan'an thought about it. When the man said about releasing the chain, the sword didn't seem to be fabricated, so it was real.

In fact, he knew that the other party would have his blood sucked by the chain at one time every night, and he also discovered this while the other party was practicing.

I was really scared at first. It was very immoral to lock others up, and you were so evil to suck other people's blood. So there were several times when I couldn't help but want to scratch those who imprisoned him to death.

Now, he has two choices. The first is to go to the safe area that Mo Xiantian found for him, and the second is to find the sword that can save him.

If it were before, he might have chosen the first safe place to hide without hesitation, but when Mo Shanan thought of the man in the cave who might have to stay there for the rest of his life, he hesitated.

In modern times, Mo Shanan's parents divorced and he grew up with his grandmother. He had envied those children whose parents held parent-teacher conferences.

He used to act like a fool and thought that he would get their attention if he got admitted to the city. In the end, both of them kicked him away like a ball.

Later, he gradually lost his expectations. Now, maybe God has pity on him? Maybe, there is still hope.

For example, he relied on the man's connivance to torment the other party with confidence even when he was unconscious.

Like now, the man was so anxious to send him out of that place, which only meant that it was not safe and he would only be a burden if he stayed.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Who am I afraid of? It's just a broken sword. He can get it just the same.

Mo Shan'an argued arrogantly in his heart. He was not an ungrateful person. After all, they had a father-son relationship, and he could be loyal to his younger brother. What's more, the other person was his father, no, father.

"Wuji~wuji"

After thinking about it, he hummed a tune and walked in the opposite direction of the map.

Yes, as smart as he is, since there is safety over there and danger here, the sword he wants to steal must also be in a dangerous place.

Stop-and-go, stop-and-go, Mo Shanan didn't know how far he had walked, but the sky was slowly getting dark, and he had to find a place to stay quickly.

This forest is so big, and there are so many wild beasts hidden there. This is not the modern era, and no one cares about tigers, wolves, etc.

Mo Shan'an quickened his pace. Now he really thought about when he was still an egg. He didn't have to have one at that time, it was just hanging in the air. How great.

"Ow"

The sky was completely dark, except for the moon hanging high in the sky, which exuded a glimmer of light.

Mo Shan'an slowly stopped. The silence around him made his hair stand on end. He saw several large rocks in front of him, which could almost accommodate him.

He ducked in quickly, just enough to fit into his body.

Phew, it’s okay, otherwise I might have been feeding wolves outside.

In this case, he could only wait until tomorrow and rush on the road, but he had to find a way to find out where the man named Di Moxiao was, otherwise he would be useless even if his legs were broken.

As he thought about it, Mo Shanan began to feel sleepy and fell asleep against the stone.

After he fell asleep, danger came quietly. A black figure came to the stone. The bat demon's eyes were glowing red. He had seen this cub a long time ago.

The cub that looks like a dragon screams in his heart to suck its blood. In the end, desire loses to reason. On rare occasions, he sucks it dry. Dragon blood is a treasure.

Mo Shanan didn't notice any danger at all. He was still sleeping and felt that the place was too crowded, so he moved and fell asleep again.

"Baby, don't blame me, I blame you for being too fragrant."

Batman bared his fangs, opened his mouth and moved to the cub's neck. Before it even touched the skin, it was attacked by two rays of black and gold. It didn't even react and disappeared into the night.

"Whew"

The little cub scratched its neck and then there was no movement. Only the bracelet and black feathers lit up a few times, but it was a pity that Mo Shanan did not see it.

In the wilderness, the man sensed that the little guy was in danger. He clenched his hands tightly, his eyes were red, and even the magic chain on his body shook a few times due to his anger.

Problems arose less than a day after leaving. Mo Xiantian regretted letting the little guy leave. He knew clearly that Feng Ling would protect his safety, but he still couldn't help but worry.

The man glanced at the chain on his shoulder blade. There were slight cracks on it, and his deep eyes were filled with a sinister coldness.

"almost"

On the other side, Di Moxiao also felt the power of the dragon bracelet. His slightly raised forehead, silver hair scattered on both sides of his face, and the upward curve of the corners of his mouth indicated his mood.

"I see"

The dragon bracelet unexpectedly chose to automatically recognize its owner. Only pure dragon power can use it. However, what Di Moxiao couldn't understand was that the little guy only had the power of Mo Shitian, and it was impossible for the dragon bracelet to not feel it.

Then there is only one other possibility. The other spiritual power in the cub is pure dragon power, so the ink-eating genius will use his own cultivation to suppress it.

Besides him, there was another person in the world, but this idea made Di Moxiao feel a little ridiculous.