Reborn, the demon hybrid dragon cub is the group pet

"If the following happens between the demon clan and the dragon clan, who will you choose?"

This is talking about two clans, which are actually Di Moxiao and Mo Shitian.

Di Yexuan ignored the dangerous glances next to him, but he was a little curious about who the little guy would choose now.

Di Moxiao didn't speak, but he had some expectations in his heart and looked down at the tangled cub.

Facing the two people's gazes, Mo Shan'an was afraid of what might happen, but this situation has not happened yet, so he refused to answer this question.

He glared fiercely at the person who raised the topic.

Di Moxiao curled his lips and felt a little disappointed, but the expression on the cub showed that he had the same status as Mo Shitian in the other person's heart.

"Ahem, your father is out."

Di Yexuan changed the topic to prevent the little guy from settling his scores later.

Mo Shan'an breathed a sigh of relief and looked down. The red figure appeared in front of Mo Luo, and he looked up in his direction.

He subconsciously hid in Di Moxiao's arms, trying to hide himself.

When Mo Xiotian saw the reaction of the cub hiding in Di Moxiao's arms, his face turned gloomy instantly and the corners of his mouth lowered.

"Devil, why did you trick us into coming here? After being imprisoned in the wilderness for so many years, you forgot what it was like to be imprisoned when you came out?"

The people trapped in the barrier stared at the culprit who appeared in front of them with gritted teeth, wanting to kill him.

"How presumptuous, you bunch of ants are worthy of talking to the devil like that."

When Mo Luo mentioned the wilderness, his eyes instantly turned cold. He picked up the sword in his hand and easily entered the barrier under everyone's gaze.

Before anyone could react, he chopped down the male demon who had spoken rudely to the Demon Lord with his sword, looking at the people inside with sharp eyes.

"If there are still people who are rude to the Demon Lord, the next one will not die so simply."

Seeing that the male demon was killed so easily, everyone retreated in panic and stared defensively at the murderous man in front of them.

Xiang Wuye walked out. This must be the second time he talked to each other face to face.

"I remember you"

Mo Xiotian narrowed his eyes and looked at the man standing in front of him, not because of his identity, but because this man once took in the remnants of the demon soldiers who were being hunted.

"Demon Lord has a good memory. After seeing each other for ten thousand years, I never thought that we would meet again in the Demon Clan today."

Xiang Wuye is a strong-willed person, Di Moxiao is the same, and Mo Xiantian is the same. Between the two of them, if you had to choose one, it might be the person in front of you.

Mo Xiotian glanced at the people in the barrier, with a slight smile on his lips, and pointed at his tribesmen inside.

"You can take away your people inside"

Seeing that he had not deceived him before, he should return the favor to him.

What Xiang Wuye wanted was this sentence. After he saw Mo Luo throw out all the snake clan members, "Thank you Demon Lord, then I will not hinder Demon Lord."

"bang bang bang"

"Xianwuye"

"Demon King! You can't just leave like this!"

The remaining people kept patting the barrier, hoping that he could take them away together.

It's a pity that Xiang Wuye glanced at them indifferently, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. These people were just here to force him to give up his position. It would be better if they died, so as not to let him take action.

And there are people from the Fox tribe inside. Don't say he can't save him. Even if he can, he still has to let the tiger go back to the mountains.

"Demon Lord"

The old demon was asking for instructions if it was time to take action.

"Wait a minute, everyone hasn't arrived yet."

The sneer in Mo Xiantian's eyes became deeper and deeper, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, as if he sensed the coming person, his smile became brighter and brighter, and the aura on his body became vicious and surly.

"coming"

"Mo Xiotian, let me release them all."

He turned around slowly, facing the person who appeared behind him, and a low and smiling voice slowly sounded.

"Old guy, you are indeed not dead yet."

Mo Xiantian stared at the old man who appeared in front of him, tilted his head to look at the other man's appearance, and shook his head.

"The Fox clan was so prosperous back then, but your descendants are not as capable as you, especially Hu Ze. I am really disappointed."

He was actually defeated by the Snake Clan, and he couldn't even bring up the slightest interest in revenge.

When Di Yexuan above saw the old man appearing, his eyes looked at the people below in shock.

"This,, this, isn't he dead?"

The Fox King of the previous generation was not on the same level as his good-for-nothing son Hu Ze.

I heard that the Eight-Tails was cultivated, but something went wrong when the Nine-Tails was finally cultivated. Everyone thought he was dead, so the throne was passed to Fox Ze.

Di Moxiao had met him once before. At that time, he saw him talking to his father in the back mountain of the Dragon Clan. The two of them even entered the Dragon Clan's secret room together.

It turns out that Mo Xiantian was waiting for him!

"Arrogant kid, if I hadn't been practicing in seclusion back then, how could I have allowed those snake tribes to take advantage of this opportunity?"

"Father, save me"

Huze emerged from the crowd in the barrier. He originally wanted to attack Xiang Wuye, but who knew that the demons would suddenly appear and trap him inside.

When he saw his father coming, he knew he was saved.

"Hu Bai, I really feel sorry for you. Such a useless son really doesn't have your style."

Upon seeing this, Mo Luo pulled Hu Ze in front of the man, grabbed his neck with one hand and lifted him up.

"Father, save me!"

Hu Bai's face darkened. He didn't know whether he was hit by the man's words or heard his son's cry for help. His face was so ugly that he wanted to kill the cry for help that upset him first.

"Shut up, as the leader of the Fox clan, how can you be so cowardly."

When Mo Xiotian heard the old man's loud shout, he gradually put away the smile on his lips. This old guy really refused to take soft and hard advice. In this case, then this person has no value.

"Listen, I feel sad for you, but he didn't save you."

Of course Hu Bai didn't come here for this useless thing. After he came out of seclusion, he found out about the Snake Clan's fight for the Demon King's position.

Thinking that his son was so useless that he could not even keep the throne of the Fox clan, he wanted to kill him with his own hands.

Hu Ze was stimulated by Mo Xiotian's words, "Old man, if you hadn't said you wanted to join the Dragon Clan, I wouldn't have come this far."

"Mo Xiotian, this has nothing to do with me. It was all his idea. I was forced to do it, and he and Di Xiaoting..."

"puff"

Hu Ze looked at the tail that penetrated his chest in disbelief. He turned to look at the owner of the tail, "Father, King,?"

There was ruthlessness in Hu Bai's eyes, and even his son couldn't reveal that matter.

Mo Luo looked at the dead person in his hand, and then threw it out like trash. He clenched the sword in his hand and stared at the person with dark eyes.

"Demon Lord, let me kill him!"

People died in his hands, and he felt guilty about the devil.