Reborn, the demon hybrid dragon cub is the group pet

Mo Xiotian stepped into the underworld again and found that the Bianhuahua at the entrance to the underworld was no longer there. He frowned.

He caught an undead trying to escape, "Where is Ming Qing?"

"Where is Master Mingqing? This little one doesn't even know."

“Who is in charge of the undead now?”

"Yes, Lord Wuyuan"

No abyss? ? Mo Xiotian didn't know what was going on with that man's madness. He learned from the undead that the underworld had changed hands three months ago.

"........."

Mo Xiotian didn't know what the man was thinking. Based on his understanding of Ming Qing, he probably suddenly didn't want to be the lord of the underworld again.

"Where is that Wuyuan?"

"Just, right in the palace of Hades"

He thought he was some kind of powerful character, but Mo Xiotian stared boredly at the prototype of the evil spirit in front of him. Was Ming Qing replaced by this trash?

-

"So, he didn't even tell me when he sent me here!" You haven't asked his opinion yet? Could it be that he really has another kid outside?

After Mo Shanan had eaten and drank, he remembered to ask why he was here in the Dragon Clan.

After getting the answer, it would be a lie to say that I would not be disappointed. Wasn’t it ten days as promised? Could it be that Mo Yantian disliked him for being too noisy these days?

"You were too fast asleep. He probably didn't want to wake you up."

Di Moxiao still remembered the reluctance in Mo Xiantian's eyes when he looked at the little guy, and the warning he gave him before leaving.

"Ahem, really? Am I that sound asleep?"

Mo Shanan suddenly thought of the masked man. It was all his fault that he talked a lot of nonsense about nothing, so he missed the time to say goodbye to his father.

(Mask man: Aren’t you gossiping?)

"Ahem, Mr. Long, are you having a meal? Do you need me to bring you more food?"

Yuehua pretended to be passing by, but in fact she came to see Mo Shanan.

I heard early this morning that the Demon Tribe's little cub was at Lord Long's place, so he came over to take a look. If Lord Long couldn't take care of the cub, couldn't he help?

"Long Jun, do you need me to take him?"

Di Moxiao coldly refused "No need"

This is the first time he has taken care of my child, and now someone is still trying to steal it from him? Forget about Di Yexuan, Yuehua came anyway.

Yuehua said it was a lie to say that he was not disappointed, but he also said to Mo Shanan, "I am the elder of the Dragon Clan. My name is Yuehua. You can come to me at any time. I"

"gone"

Di Moxiao picked up the cub that had not yet reacted and left the place without looking back. He did not even let Mo Shanan finish what he said.

He tilted his head with a confused look on his face, but still waved his little hand politely and symbolically to the old man not far away.

"Bye-Bye"

Yuehua's stiff face suddenly showed a kind smile, and she raised her hand and waved, "See you next time."

"Sure enough, the cub is cute, but it's a pity that it belongs to someone else."

He secretly complained in his heart, "Long Jun is so stingy. I don't know, I thought it was his cub, ugh."

"Are we going back?"

Di Moxiao pursed his lips and thought back to what he liked to do when he was young. I don’t seem to be interested in anything other than cultivation.

"Teach you how to practice? Is there anything you want to learn?"

The man wasn't sure whether the little guy liked it or not. According to what Di Yexuan told him, the cub liked lively places, and training was too boring.

"Have"

The little guy screamed excitedly in his arms. His two little fleshy hands kept rubbing the soft flesh on his palms, and he sheepishly said to him, "I want to learn how to turn stones into gold."

Mo Shanan stared at the opponent with bright eyes. This spell should be very simple, right?

Di Moxiao didn't want to destroy the expectations in the cub's eyes, but he still told him, "It's a trick of the human race to turn stones into gold. Stones cannot turn into gold."

"Ah! I thought it could become true."

It's not true. It's not interesting for him to learn it. It would be more interesting to go back to the house and face the golden room.

"Forget it"

Di Moxiao looked at the cub who was lying on his shoulder again with his head downcast. His eyes flickered slightly and he murmured in a low voice, "Tonight is the appointment of the new demon king of the demon clan. It should be very lively. Do you want to go?" Take a look?"

A new demon king takes office? Mo Shanan suddenly raised his head and raised his paws. He wanted to go, he wanted to go.

"Go, go, go, I want to go"

"Okay, I'll take you there tonight, but we agreed in advance not to stay too far away from me."

"Don't worry, I will definitely be very "good" and "obedient""

Di Moxiao stared at him with lowered eyes and a dumb smile. He didn't question his words, but his heart became a little softer.

He didn't mind the question of whether to be good or not this month, but looking at his serious expression made him want to laugh.

"Okay, I have remembered your words."

Xiang Wuye had sent invitations that day. He wasn't very interested in them, but he just remembered that the cub liked the excitement, so it wouldn't hurt to go there.

In Mo Shanan's heart, "I don't need to remember it so clearly."

-

"Mo Xiotian, you really came to see me."

"Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

Mo Xiotian looked at Ming Qing, who was wearing a mask in front of him, holding Yu Bai in his hand, and stared at him with dark eyes, as if he would not let him go unless he gave him a satisfactory answer.

"Don't you know, the underworld is no longer under my control now, and I am imprisoned in this cabin."

The man squatted on the floor in grievance, like a bullied little daughter-in-law, and followed his former friend to express his grievances.

"Go away, I really don't know that this broken seal can imprison you?"

Mo Xiotian didn't want to know why he was crazy, so he exposed him mercilessly.

"Okay, this place really can't imprison me, but I'm tired of staying in this place, what should I do?"

The man changed his expression, his half-closed eyes opened instantly, and he had a frightening aura around him, and he laughed softly.

"You want me to take you out?"

"Isn't this best?"

Mo Xiotian finally understood what the man in front of him wanted to do. His plan was so flawless.

"There's nothing you can do. You took away the hellfire. No matter what, you still owe me a favor. If I hadn't let you go, you, Barabala"

The corner of Mo Xiantian's mouth twitched slightly. This man really hasn't changed at all. It's okay to go out, but.

"Ah, are you serious?"

Ming Qing turned sideways to avoid the cold light, tapped the ground lightly, and disappeared like a fleeting shadow.

"You scared him"

As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword in his hand turned into a silver light, and he pursued the flying man relentlessly.

"boom"

The wooden house was split in half by the cold sword energy, and Ming Qing could not fight back except to hide. He could only hold back his request.

"Can't I apologize to you kid?"