Reborn, the demon hybrid dragon cub is the group pet

"Dad, I'm here"

"You kid, I told you to hurry up, but if you linger, what will you do when they leave?"

The little boy Mo Yue looked about six or seven years old, and some were as young as Mo Shanan and others, so the man thought they were also here to participate in the trial.

"Hurry up and take these two little kids with you."

The other party thought that Mo Shanan and the others didn't know how to get up, and they were still wearing masks on their faces. They must have something to hide. Since neither of them had any parents around them, he didn't ask.

The eldest brother thought he had done a good thing and patted him on the shoulder with a kind face.

"No, it's not"

Before Mo Shanan finished speaking, the boy listened to his father's words and pulled them up one by one.

There were so many children, and compared to their height, they seemed to be the shortest. They were also wearing masks, which made the crowd in the audience start laughing uncontrollably.

"Which child is still wearing a mask? Is this because he is afraid of being embarrassed?"

"That's right, my family is not as prosperous and handsome as my family. People from all over the country say that my child has a chance to enter the Divine Sword Sect. That will be a glorious thing for the family."

Some people were joking and laughing at the same time, and some children had already failed, but they couldn't bear to see other people's children succeed, so they said these things in a weird way.

"Let's sneak away later."

Mo Shan'an stood uneasy and watched as they walked over one by one and showed their faces. There were still more than a dozen of them, and he didn't want to go to the Divine Sword Sect.

"Why?"

Ming Qing stood calmly behind the cub. He really wanted to test whether he could pull out the sword.

"I'm the boss, I have the final say. We can sneak away later, do you understand?"

"Are you scared? But I want to try"

Ming Qing saw that there were not many people left. In order to delay time, he deliberately looked at the other person with disappointment and said, "I have decided not to be your little brother."

"!!!"

Mo Shanan's eyes widened, as if he had heard the most vicious words in the world. He couldn't help but stare aggrievedly at the person who was one centimeter shorter than him.

"Not only did I take you in last night, I also shared half of the bed. I even gave you my favorite fruit today, and now I'm accompanying you down the mountain."

Do you want to listen to what you are saying! !

The corners of Ming Qing's eyes twitched slightly. This kid obviously didn't like eating that milk fruit, so he was desperately trying to find excuses to stuff it to him. Wasn't it because he wanted to come down to watch the fun?

"Obviously you gave it to me because you didn't like it."

How could Mo Shanan admit it? He could only stare and try to overwhelm the enemy with his aura.

"Don't poke me, I'm here"

"Are you done arguing?"

When Mo Junlin saw the two people standing still, he walked closer and heard that they seemed to be arguing about something.

"Noisy, noisy over"

Mo Shanan saw that it was their turn, and it seemed that it was too late to run away now.

But when the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect saw the masks on their faces, they couldn't help laughing. One was white and the other was ugly. They stood motionless and looked really weird.

"Pfft"

"Senior brother, you, please bring them here quickly, otherwise it will be too late to return to the mountain if you waste time."

Jian Xiaoling couldn't bear to look directly at that weird and somewhat funny mask, he was afraid he would laugh out loud.

"Won't you take off your masks?"

"Don't pick it"

Mo Shanan protected the mask on his face with both hands, fearing that it would be ripped off by them accidentally.

"Are you two brothers?"

"I am his boss"

Mo Junlin felt that the latter one was more like an elder brother than him.

Mo Shan'an felt uneasy and looked back to glare at someone every time he took a step closer to the sword.

Ming Qing strode forward and reached the position of drawing the sword one step faster than Mo Shanan. Before Jian Xiaoling could tell him to start, he pulled his little hand.

"Ah, it turns out it's so simple."

"........."

No matter on the stage or off the stage, everyone watching the excitement couldn't believe that such a young child could pull it out so easily.

"Senior brother!! He came out!"

Sword Xiaoling had never been so relaxed when he first drew the sword. How could it be so easy to get it into his hands!

Mo Junlin frowned and looked at the child who inserted the sword back. Something was indeed wrong.

A person without cultivation needs to get its approval before pulling out the sword. No one has ever tried to do it so quickly, let alone the opponent who is still a two or three-year-old child.

"What's wrong? Doesn't it count as pulling out?"

"Yes, of course."

Jian Xiaoling stared at him as if he were a treasure. His talent was probably on par with his senior brother, or even higher.

"Come on, come on, is your brother next? Come over and try."

Maybe there will be two young juniors with extraordinary qualifications today, and the leader will definitely be too happy to sleep.

So easy? ? Why can't he pull it out even though he's looking at the people in front of him?

Mo Shanan was inspired to fight by his younger brother, and he even corrected the other person's name before.

"Not a younger brother, he is my younger brother"

Jian Xiaoling was stunned for a moment, looking at the little guy in front of him who was explaining to him extremely seriously. His eyes fell on the two red spots on the mask, successfully teasing him.

"Pfft, I'm sorry, it turns out you are the elder brother."

Mo Shanan looked speechlessly at the man who wanted to laugh but held it back. He also thought the mask was funny.

Turning sadness into anger, he simply pulled it out and pulled it out.

"It seems really simple. What's so difficult about it?"

Mo Shanan also demonstrated, pulling it out and putting it back without any pressure.

Ming Qing nodded, "It's really too simple and no fun at all. Let's go."

Mo Shanan stared at the other person speechlessly. You said you wanted to try it, but now you feel bored again?

"........."

The disciples of the Divine Sword Sect just listened to the discussion of the two little cubs. Is this really that simple? Why don't you look at the failed children next to you who are crying at your words?

"Huh? Don't leave. Now that you have the opportunity to go to the Divine Sword Sect, you should go back with us and take a look."

After Jian Xiaoling finished speaking, Mo Junlin conjured up two candy figures from nowhere and stuffed them into their hands.

Mo Shanan held the stick under the candy man and hesitated for a second. He was short-handed when taking others and soft-mouthed when eating others. He was about to return it to the other party.

But he was interrupted by the man. He pointed at someone who ran to the corner to steal some food at some time and said to him, "Your brother has eaten all of them."

It means there’s no point in giving it back to me.

Jian Xiaoling saw Xiao Tuanzi clenching the candy man in his hand. Even though he was wearing a mask, he could still see his anger in his rapid steps.

"Senior brother, is our Divine Sword Sect so unpopular now?"

Why do these two children want to leave?

But when I looked back and saw some children with swollen eyes crying with their relatives, I immediately gave up the idea.

When Mo Shanan ran to the corner and found someone, the other person had already handed him a stick with some sugar stains still on it.

"for you"

He gave the candy man in his hand to the other person, looking very pitiful. Thinking that he had an unreliable father, he also understood.

Ming Qing stared at the candy man in his hand, glanced at the awkward little guy, and smiled, "For me?"

Mo Shan'an ignored his words, folded his arms and looked away. He was quite loyal to his little brother. Not only are they just two pieces of candy, they can also bribe you.

"I'm the boss, you can eat it if you are told to. I don't like sweets, I'm childish."