Reborn, the demon hybrid dragon cub is the group pet

"Oh, Your Majesty, please listen to me."

Yuehua was kicked out of the house, and he sighed helplessly. This was just a small suggestion. If he didn't like it, there was another way.

"Would you like to find a mate for Mr. Long?"

It's okay to always stare at other people's cubs. Although he wants to, he can't afford to offend him.

"boom"

"Uh-huh"

Di Yexuan was thrown off the bed before he could react. Who dared to throw him without his eyesight!

After seeing it clearly, he immediately raised his hands and started to panic.

"You guys finished the fight so quickly?"

Mo Xiotian followed Feng Ling's traces all the way, and when he entered the house, he saw Di Yexuan sleeping with the little guy in his arms.

"Do I need to explain to you?"

"No need, no need"

Di Yexuan felt guilty and did not dare to look directly into the other person's eyes, because the little guy also had his own bewitching element in it.

When Mo Xiantian's cold eyes saw the sleeping figure on the bed, the frost between his eyebrows melted.

"You're just leaving like that?"

Di Yexuan just watched the other party take Mo Shanan away, leaving him alone in the room.

"What? Do you need me to send you off in person?"

When Mo Xiotian said this, a black hellfire appeared next to him, staring at him with a smile on his face.

"Be careful of catching a cold. Your Highness is leaving first."

The next day, Mo Shanan, who looked confused, had returned to the demon clan.

"Am I sleepwalking?"

Wasn't he resting in the inn with Di Yexuan?

"woke up?"

Mo Shan'an found Mo Xiotian sitting on a chair, looking at him quietly, without asking about what happened to him when he left him yesterday.

The next thing Mo Xiotian told him was that he and Di Moxiao would each take turns living with him for ten days.

Mo Shanan was not too surprised by the result, but he wrinkled his nose when he saw the small bruises on the man's face.

"What's wrong with your face?"

An imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of Mo Xiantian's mouth, his eyelids drooped slightly to block the calculating gaze in his eyes, and he pretended to respond relaxedly.

"It's nothing, I just got hurt yesterday, and then I kept looking for you and forgot about it."

Sure enough, after he said this, the little guy immediately felt guilty and had achieved his goal.

Mo Shanan's conscience suddenly became uneasy: "Wait a minute, I'll get something for you."

"?"

The man watched in astonishment as the little guy ran out the door. Mo Xiutian held his forehead in reflection and narrowed his eyes in dissatisfaction. Did he reveal his secret just now?

And within a short while, he saw a handful of unknown grass running in excitedly.

"This is?"

Mo Shanan suddenly remembered that the grass grown by the old demon next door seemed to have therapeutic effects. He discovered this by accident.

"Wait a moment"

He rubbed it, squeezed out the green juice from the grass and made it into a ball. Before Mo Xiantian could react, he slapped it on the face that was so beautiful that people and gods were angry.

Mo Xiantian felt the sticky green juice sticking to his chin, and the urge to strangle the other person came to his heart. He suppressed the discomfort in his heart and tugged the corner of his mouth to ask.

"What are you doing?"

After Mo Shan'an was done, he picked up a piece of cloth and wiped his hands. Not to mention, the smell of the herbal medicine was quite offensive to his nose.

Not realizing the seriousness of the matter, I looked at the place he applied with satisfaction. It was very good, no more and no less, just on the wound.

"I'll help you apply the medicine."

The little guy's raised corners of his mouth, with a somewhat proud expression, made Mo Xiotian completely speechless. There is no need to say anything to smear Di Moxiao now, because he, really...

The man in red was really unwilling to say that word, so he could only say thank you expressionlessly, and then left the room with a desire to stab someone.

"You're welcome, who made us father and son?"

Mo Xiantian almost sprained his legs and could only look back at the little cub with a silly look on his face, veins on his forehead almost popping out.

In my heart, "That idiot Di Yexuan, the little guy has become as stupid as him after just one day with him. I can't let him appear in front of Mo Shan'an next time."

Attributing all problems to someone, Di Yexuan would definitely scream injustice if he knew about it, your cubs are not smart to begin with, okay?

And someone in the next yard saw the flowers and plants being trampled on again, and felt extremely depressed. Is this Long Mingjian eyeing its medicinal garden? Why do you keep torturing this little place of his?

After Mo Luo took the punishment, he looked pale and prepared to report to Mo Xiotian.

But when he looked up and saw the other person, his face was dull. Why was the Demon Lord's chin so green?

"Demon Lord"

A few cracks appeared on Mo Xiantian's originally expressionless face.

"Be optimistic about the young master"

"Yes, Demon Lord"

"Farewell to the Demon Lord"

Mo Luo couldn't figure it out. How could the Demon Lord give people a sense of escape and leave in a panic? He must be overthinking.

A big one has left and a small one has arrived.

"Hi Moluo, good morning"

"Hi?"

"Where are you going, young master?"

The man followed Mo Shanan nervously, looking confused at the basket he was holding.

"I'm going to pick herbs."

Mo Shanan settled his stomach in a few seconds and became a little interested in herbal medicine.

"Old demon, I'm here"

Mo Luo could only watch the young master go in. He couldn't enter this yard casually without permission.

"Old demon?"

Mo Shanan was still wondering why there was no one there, until someone rushed out of the house with a sword.

"buzz"

Behind Long Mingjian there was an old man chasing him with a stick and beating him, and he hissed and hid behind Mo Shanan.

"You broken sword has come to harm my flowers and plants again. How many times have I told you to go play in the back mountain?"

Mo Shan'an looked at this scene and held the basket with a guilty conscience, saying in his heart, "I'm sorry, you take the blame this time. Next time I will definitely go to the back mountain to dig some grass to make up for you."

When the old man saw Mo Shanan, his anger suddenly disappeared. He touched his beard and asked in concern, "Why are you here, young master? Why don't you take a rest in the house?"

He also knew about Mo Shanan being kidnapped by the Yu clan, but he was refining elixirs at that time and couldn't leave him at all. Otherwise, he would have gone to settle the score with that old guy Yu Lieping.

"I came here to learn these herbs from you. I heard that you can also make elixirs."

The old demon's eyes suddenly shone. There were too few people in the demon clan who wanted to practice medicine with him. Those guys would fight and kill like elm-headed people.

"Ahem, what are you saying, young master? As long as you are willing to learn, old man, I will definitely teach you everything I have learned in my life."

"really?"

Mo Shan'an also came up with this idea after seeing Mo Xiotian injured. Now that he is still young, a strong support may be a hindrance.

But learning to make medicine is different. At least it will help the other party to a certain extent.

"Come on, let me tell you what these flowers and plants do."

The more excited the old man is now, the more he will be slapped in the face later.

This little guy is of Mo Shitian's bloodline. He must be better than his master. He is definitely a talent in alchemy.