Reborn, the demon hybrid dragon cub is the group pet

Qinglian was not angry at being left behind. He was worried about Mo Luo and didn't know when he would come back.

If you meet the little fox when you come back, it won't be all exposed.

"Hey, wait a minute, little monk."

As soon as Qing Hui left the palace, he met Di Moxiao. His brows furrowed slightly, "Long Jun?"

Di Moxiao followed the little guy's scent and came here, but upon entering Qinglian Pavilion, he got some unexpected gains.

"I wonder if Lord Long is here, but what's the matter?"

Qing Hui thought it was Mo Xiotian who came, but was relieved when he saw it was Di Moxiao.

"Find someone"

"Who are you looking for?"

The man said nothing, but when he heard the movement beside the lotus pond, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"found it"

Qing Hui also looked at the people beside the lotus pond, and was relieved when he saw that only Mo Shanan and Qing Lian were there.

"Lord Long, please don't embarrass the poor monk. This is the young master of the demon clan. I'm afraid he is not the person Long Lord is looking for."

Di Moxiao didn't say much, but walked towards the cub who was playing in the water, and looked to the other side with deep meaning.

"Little donor, stop playing"

When Qinglian saw Di Moxiao, she subconsciously hid the little fox and discussed it with him regardless of Mo Shanan's doubts.

In order to prevent him from saying that he had seen the three-tailed fox, he specially selected a few fatter fish to block the cub's mouth.

Mo Shanan saw the other party's mysterious look and a strange look on his face. It seemed that this matter was very important to him.

"I'm not playing, I'm picking fish."

He didn't notice that Di Moxiao was behind him, and he didn't know that the demons wanted to capture the little fox, so he agreed for the sake of the other party's grilled fish.

"Have you chosen the little donor yet?"

Qinglian also pretended not to know that there was someone behind her, turned her head and said in surprise, "Long Jun?"

Dragon Lord? Di Moxiao?

Mo Shanan put down the fish he picked out and looked back, and it turned out to be the other person.

"You came to pick me up?"

"Of course not. The little donor forgot. The demons will come to pick you up later."

Qinglian was not sure of the little guy's identity, but she knew that their relationship was unusual.

"Oh, that's all the same"

In Mo Shanan's eyes, both sides are similar. It's the same for him to take me back to the demon clan. The other party won't hurt me.

It is the same?

After Di Moxiao saw Mo Shanan's appearance of getting rid of demonization, he curled his lips happily and returned to the gentle look he saw as a cub.

“Exactly the same”

He looked at the lotus pond thoughtfully, and his eyes fell on Qinglian.

The latter still has some sequelae of being dominated by the other party, especially thinking about the man who came to Qinglian Pavilion without saying a word and destroyed his house.

Since then, every time he was punished by sweeping the stairs, he had no place to rest. The master also liked to let him stay outside to think about his mistakes. With the house gone, his place to rest was gone.

"Long Jun will not come to destroy the monk's house again this time, right?"

The monk's vigilant look made Mo Shanan, who was watching, speechless for a while. You said he was a dragon king, so why would he come here just for your shabby house?

"You think too much"

"That's wrong. The young monk had a headache for a long time after he fainted last time."

"That's because you are in poor health"

Qinglian was confused by the little guy's serious expression. Was he really in poor health?

In order to help Di Moxiao get rid of the relationship, Mo Shanan spoke eloquently.

"Oh, you must be in poor health and weak, so you fainted. Otherwise, how could you faint for no reason?"

There is some truth in saying this. It was indeed him who fainted at that time.

"Stop thinking about it. Eat more fish. It's good for your brain."

Mo Shanan picked up a fish and stuffed it into the man's arms. Anyway, the monk didn't look very pure. He probably ate meat.

"Thank you so much, little benefactor."

Qinglian fell silent as soon as she finished speaking. She looked at the koi fish in her arms that kept swaying its tail. Was he being entangled by the little guy?

After watching the little guy's deception, Di Moxiao looked at the sneaking old monk behind him, with a white tail peeking out of his arms.

"Little Fox?"

Qing Hui saw Di Moxiao coming to him in an instant, protecting the cub in his arms.

"Long Jun also knows that the demons are looking for this little guy, and the poor monk is also entrusted by others. I hope Long Jun will not publicize this matter."

Qinglian didn't have time to stop the man's movements, just because the other man was too fast.

He stepped forward to explain the origin of the little fox, but Di Moxiao did not choose to take him away on the spot. With a slight smile on his lips, he raised his hand to touch the fox.

"chirp"

The little fox felt that the person in front of him was in danger, so he avoided the opponent's movements and buried himself in Qing Hui's arms.

Mo Shanan, who was outside the situation, was listening to their conversation with a blank face. The demons wanted to capture this little fox?

Why didn't he know there was something special about this little fox? Except there are two more tails.

"What else do you say? The demons want to capture this little fox?"

He listened in a daze, thinking for himself, it would be better to ask them.

Qinglian forgot that there was a demonic person present, what should she do?

"No, no, the little donor heard wrong."

"Me? Did you hear wrong?"

Could he have misheard such a loud discussion? I don't even know how to make excuses, it's so perfunctory.

Then he found the most reliable person here. He stepped forward and pulled the corner of Ladi Moxiao's clothes, raised his head and asked, "The demons are looking for this fox?"

The demons would only obey the orders of one person, and that was Mo Xiantian. However, Mo Shanan couldn't even think of why his father wanted to find this little fox.

"Well, Mo Xiotian is looking for this three-tailed fox."

Di Moxiao did not reveal himself, but instead blamed the whole matter of finding the fox on someone else.

Mo Shan'an turned his head and stared at the little fox in the old monk's arms. When Qing Hui dodged his gaze, he thought again that they had some connection with Mo Xiantian.

Could it be! !

Di Moxiao lowered his head and looked at the cub with eyes so blank that he couldn't believe it, and made a slightly aggrieved little milk sound.

"He is Mo Yantian's illegitimate son!!!"

Otherwise, why would you find a milk fox in such a grand manner! !

Is this milk fox as good-looking as him? Is he considerate?

"........."

Qinglian on the side was frightened when she heard Mo Shanan's words. What did he hear?

Mo Shitian had an improper relationship with Mrs. Huze, so it was actually the fox clan who knew about this, so they hid this little fox here?

"Master, is this true?"

Qinglian couldn't wait to ask her master, if this is true, then there is no need for them to hide, right?

If someone hadn't been present, Qing Hui would have asked someone to sweep the stairs. How could such a thing be true?

The corners of Di Moxiao's mouth curled up in a curve that he couldn't suppress. Someone had to explain this matter.

Thinking of the little guy bringing a little fox he said was his cub, with Mo Xiantian's dark face, the curvature of the corners of the man's mouth became wider and wider, and his smile became deeper and deeper.