Reborn, the demon hybrid dragon cub is the group pet

When Mo Luo met the people in front of him, he still wanted to stop him. His overly nervous look made him realize that there was something wrong.

"The demons are looking for a three-tailed fox. Have you seen it?"

Qinglian's forehead was slightly sweaty, and she waved her hand, "Young monk has never seen a three-tailed fox, so you can't say this nonsense."

"Oh"

Mo Luo pushed Qing Lian away, who was still about to speak, and walked into the main hall. An old monk walked out of it.

When Qing Hui came out, he glanced inside several times uneasily, hoping that the little fox inside wouldn't suddenly appear, otherwise he would have difficulty keeping it and himself.

"Long time no see, Demonic Donor"

When Qing Hui raised his head and saw Mo Shanan on the opponent's shoulder, his eyes paused. Why was this little guy so angry again?

"Little benefactor?"

The cub sitting on the shoulder was attracted by the shimmering beads on the old monk's neck. He reached out curiously, ready to pick one out.

But he was blocked by Qing Lian, who had sharp eyes and quick hands. "No, this is passed down from the ancestor."

Then he looked at the bulging-cheeked cub, glaring at him with fierce eyes. A pair of wings suddenly appeared from behind and flew in front of him.

"My father said that if you like it, it will be mine."

Mo Luo's eyes were a little excited. Is the young master awake?

"Young Master, you"

But when Mo Shan'an turned his head, he wilted again. The magic marks still did not fade away, and the light golden color in his eyes did not return, and his eyes were frowning with a hint of doubt.

"What is Father?"

This sentence suddenly came to his mind, and he subconsciously refuted it, frowning and staying in the air in a daze.

"Well, this little benefactor, long time no see, little monk didn't expect you,"

Qinglian clasped her hands together and said half should be kept, and only the regret on her face showed her true feelings.

If the little benefactor had listened to him and came to their door, he would not have become so stupid today.

"Qinglian, don't talk nonsense"

Qing Hui immediately heard what the other party wanted to say, and why he hadn't given up yet. When he knew that the good seedling he missed before was Mo Xiantian's cub, he once wanted to expel him from the school.

Mo Luo frowned and heard the news from his subordinates. There were traces of the three-tailed fox, but now

"Young Master, my subordinates have to leave beforehand. If you want to stay here, you should go with them."

Seeing that the villain in front of him didn't want to leave, Mo Luo had no choice but to leave him here and glanced at the two monks in front of him with a gloomy look.

Qinglian reacted, "Don't worry, the young master will definitely be safe and sound with us, and the monk will definitely take good care of him."

Before Mo Luo left, he left a threatening message, "When I come back and see the young master with any wounds on his body, your fate will only be worse than that of the Fox Clan."

"My Buddha is compassionate"

Qing Hui closed his eyes, kept crossing the Buddha beads in his hands, and shook his head, "Qing Lian, take the young master to the lotus pond to play."

Qinglian raised her hand to block the attack of the little guy in front of her, and was scratched several times. "Master, it's not that the disciple doesn't want to take care of me, but this little donor, no, little master, doesn't listen to the little monk!"

The cub chased the monk and kept beating him. When he got tired, he sat on his shoulder to rest. He raised his hand to pull his hair, but failed.

Looking at the bald head shining in the sun, he frowned and poked, and his serious little face suddenly smiled.

"Ugly, no hair, you are ugly"

Qinglian felt small movements coming from her head, and the corner of her mouth twitched. This little benefactor really disliked him for having no hair as always.

She smiled so cutely, but her words were extremely chilling.

"Master, me"

The moment he turned his head, the person he mentioned had already left. He stood helplessly at the door. Was this full power given to him?

"Walk"

His face hurt, and he was pinched by the little guy. He sighed and asked with a black line, "Where are you going?"

"thump"

The sudden sound coming from the pool made Mo Shanan look over and saw what the sound was.

"chirp"

The movement in the lotus pond not only attracted Mo Shanan, but also Qinglian.

Hearing this sound, Qinglian was shocked to see the little fox hiding behind the lotus leaves, with a white tail exposed.

"Haw?"

Mo Shan'an was curious and prepared to fly over to take a look, but found that his wings were caught.

"Little guy, no, little ancestor, there is nothing interesting there. How about the little monk take you to play somewhere else?"

Qinglian didn't know why the little fox ran out again if the master had already arranged it. If the little guy saw it, all the efforts would be wasted.

"No, let go"

"No, the young monk thinks that there must be monsters there. If the young master goes like this, it will make things difficult for the young monk. What if that fierce person sees that you are injured? The young monk... bala bala..."

The cub stared impatiently at the monk in front of him who started talking nonsense, kicked his feet, and said "noisy" expressionlessly.

"what"

Qinglian covered her right face and fell to the ground in pain, rolling in an extremely exaggerated way, "Oh, my face is disfigured, you have to pay it to me."

Mo Shan'an, who was dragged down, lowered his head and found that his legs were tightly held by a pair of hands. He faced the man's shameless drag, and the corners of his mouth pursed slightly.

He made a trace of black flames on his hand and aimed it at the person lying on the ground. The other person suddenly stood up.

"Amitabha, the young monk forgives the little donor for his offense. I will take you there now."

When Qinglian saw the hellfire in Mo Shanan's hand, she immediately gave in. If she stopped him, her life might be lost.

Looking at the little guy's back, he followed him in fear, hoping that the little fox wouldn't come out.

"chirp"

The cub heard the sound getting closer and closer, and the curiosity on his face became more and more intense. When he got closer, a white figure scuttled away in the pool.

"!!!"

Qinglian felt that her heartbeat was about to bulge. These were all little ancestors, so they couldn't just rest peacefully and hide in the main hall peacefully.

"There are fish! White fish?"

Mo Shanan's expression was serious and innocent as a cub, which made people on the side feel relieved.

"Hahahaha, it's a fish, young master, you have good eyesight." With such a tail, you can think of it as a fish, and it's probably the Buddha protecting the young monk.

"In addition to lotus flowers, this pond has the most fish raised by the little monk."

Speaking of this, Qinglian began to introduce to the other party the koi he released in the pond.

"eat"

When he turned around, he saw the little guy holding a koi in each hand, which was the biggest one. He froze on the spot and tugged at the corner of his mouth as if he was about to cry.

"eat?"

“Grilled fish”

The cub tilted his head, his eyes were shining, and he couldn't help but raise his lips, signaling the other party to deal with it quickly.

"Little monk grilled fish?"

"Um"

With a trembling voice, Qinglian caught the two koi carps handed over by Mo Shanan, feeling sorry for the fish he had raised for three years.