Reborn, the demon hybrid dragon cub is the group pet

Di Yexuan couldn't stand it anymore. The fireball was bigger than him. How could the two of them be calmer than the other? "What if the little guy can't control himself and burns himself by playing with fire?"

Perhaps it was Di Yexuan's last words that reminded him that it would be bad if the wall hit him.

Di Moxiao stepped forward and tapped his hand in the air a few times. A ray of golden light quickly rushed into the fireball and slowly deflated.

The cub looked up at the man with a puzzled expression, then looked up at the disappearing fireball, blinked, and subconsciously raised his hand.

After feeling that the fireball was really gone, he pursed his lips tightly and his eyes were slightly moist. Finally, the corners of his mouth deflated and he cried loudly in grievance.

"Whoa!"

The cry of the cub made everyone present instantly stunned. The cry was so aggrieved, making the demon people even more angry.

"Di Moxiao, we demon clan no longer care about you, but now you bully our young master!"

Di Moxiao was also a little stunned. Listening to the little guy's cries of grievance, he seemed to have thought of what he had just done and was ready to step forward to explain.

However, he was blocked by a red figure, and Mo Xiantian stared at the man who made the little guy cry with dark eyes.

"Old demon, take Hu Bai back to the demon clan, I will live."

"Yes, Demon Lord"

The old demon excitedly took away the fainted fox. He wanted to study the five-tailed fox carefully.

Mo Luo also returned to the Demon Clan under Mo Shitian's order, but before leaving, he glared fiercely at Di Yexuan. It was because he said he was playing with fire and burning himself that the young master lost his fireball.

Di Yexuan also touched his nose guiltily. This was the first time he heard the little guy cry so heartbreakingly.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The cub's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and he raised his hands in embarrassment to show in public that such a big thing like him was missing.

I also saw the fox being dragged away and losing another prey. The prey that reached the mouth flew away! Crying harder!

Di Moxiao wanted to create another fireball for the opponent, but unfortunately someone was one step faster than him.

Mo Xiotian quickly condensed a hellfire and stuffed it into the cub's hand. Sure enough, he stopped crying the next second.

Staring at the fireball in his hand, although he felt it was a little small, he still held it in his arms with satisfaction and looked warily at the man behind him who raised his hand.

He retreated to guard against the two people in front of him, including Mo Xiantian who gave him the fireball. He opened his mouth and exposed his small fangs, trying to intimidate them.

"Pfft"

Di Yexuan couldn't help but laugh out loud. Who could be scared by the little guy's fierce expression?

The cub narrowed his eyes, and then glared viciously at the man who laughed at him.

"I'll come back for revenge, Twoleg!"

"!!-"

What beast? What revenge? Where are you going? !

Before Di Yexuan had time to ask, the little guy spread his wings and flew away, and he hurried to catch up.

Ming Qing looked at Fei Yuan's cub, and then at the two people in front of him. The little guy was much more interesting than these two.

"Then I will help you to see where the little guy has gone, so as not to be bullied by Di Yexuan again."

Mo Junlin, who was hiding next to the bushes, saw that the battle ended with the victory of the demons, and the corpses on the ground were almost piled up into a hill.

"Senior brother! Aren't we going to take the bodies of the Divine Sword Sect disciples back?"

The pile of corpses made Jian Xiaoling's hair stand on end. It was even more terrifying than the last time he saw the Yu Clan.

"Go, go."

Mo Junlin glanced at the red and gold figure over there, and he could feel another fight starting here.

"Senior brother, what An An looked like just now shocked me."

Only then did he realize belatedly that he was really Mo Xiantian's cub, and he couldn't associate the two people with him at the market today at all.

"He is the young master of the demon clan"

Mo Junlin's words reminded him and himself that the complex emotions were intertwined, and finally told Jian Xiaoling to stay away from each other in the future.

"I know, but I think he is different from Mo Yantian."

Jian Xiaoling understood what his senior brother said, but he couldn't help but refute it.

"You still don't understand what happened today. It is impossible for the demon clan and our Divine Sword Sect to live in peace."

Among the four of the demon clan, feather clan, human clan, and dragon clan, only the dragon clan does not need to fear the demon clan, but they cannot avoid it.

"Senior Brother"

Jian Xiaoling knew the problems Mo Junlin was facing. Since the death of the master, the prestige of the Divine Sword Sect had been declining day by day, and even some of the new disciples had left.

"Let's go, don't mention it again"

"Yes"

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"You went to such great lengths to lure out Hu Bai because of what happened back then?"

Di Moxiao felt that it was not that simple. He could have killed the other party, but he chose to take the demons back.

After Mo Xiotian finished dealing with the remaining demon spirits under the ground, he heard a voice coming from behind him, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a sneer.

"Isn't that enough? What do I want to do, and I need the permission of the Dragon Clan?"

"The Dragon Clan is "single favored" by Heaven. Doesn't this really make me envious?"

Di Moxiao listened to the sarcasm in the man's words and just reminded him lightly.

"Don't do anything to hurt him."

For example, what happened today, if it hadn't been for him, the little guy wouldn't have been in this situation again.

Mo Xiantian looked at the person in front of him with sharp eyes, and his expression became colder and colder. "I also advise you not to mind your own business, otherwise I will not take care of the little guy anymore."

If it weren't for the fact that the cub liked to stay with the Dragon Clan and knew that Di Moxiao was related to him by blood, the place where the incident happened today might not necessarily be the Monster Clan.

"The same goes for me"

Di Moxiao's golden pupils were as cold as ice, and the aura around him was terrifying.

When they were unhappy with each other, but they couldn't kill each other, they could only leave quietly in the end, and the direction was the direction Mo Shan'an left.

Here, he carried the fireball to a relatively hidden cave, and cleverly got rid of the two people who had been following him.

It was dark in the cave, and Mo Shanan frowned and looked at this place. It was so ugly, I didn't like it!

The cub is ready to find another place, preferably a mountain top.

Thinking of this, his eyes flashed and he was ready to set off to occupy the mountain and become the king.

"An'an?"

The annoying Twoleg sound came from outside the cave, so he had no choice but to suspend the idea of ​​going out.

But there was sudden movement in the cave. Mo Shanan held the fireball in his arms warily, his pupils darkened slightly, and he pursed his lips as he listened to the voice coming from the other side of the cave.

"this is mine"

The rustling wind made Mo Shanan think that someone was trying to steal his things, and his face suddenly turned ugly.

"mine!"

"Buzz!"