Reborn, the demon hybrid dragon cub is the group pet

"Look, I told you not to be afraid, my father is here to save me."

Even though his hands and feet were trapped, Mo Shanan jumped closer to Mo Xiotian. The cute little face under the mask was in a ferocious state due to the force of jumping up.

What is this? It’s tied too tightly.

Mo Xiotian caught a glimpse of someone jumping towards him from the corner of his eye. That ugly mask really made him want to destroy it immediately. He didn't even have to think about it to know who gave it to him.

"ugly"

The moment Mo Xiotian saw the mask, he couldn't help but spit out this word.

"not mine"

There was a bit of aggrieved tone in the cub's explanation. He hadn't seen each other for such a long time, but how could he be the same as when they first met?

"I know"

But Master Wan was only thinking about how to escape from here, and he never expected that this cub was actually related to Mo Shitian.

Seeing that there was little chance of escape, he glanced down at Mo Shanan, a hint of calculation flashing in his eyes.

Just when he was about to step forward and kidnap someone, before Mo Xiantian could take action, a light whip struck him.

The other party fell to the ground in pain

"what"

A line of black smoke came out of the fallen body, and a cold look appeared on the corner of Mo Xiantian's mouth, "Want to run away? I haven't settled some accounts with you yet. Since you like to control so much, I will help you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he put Master Wan into his black bottle, and then put the black mist in the air in. After a while, the hoarse old man's painful wail came from the bottle.

"what!"

Di Moxiao glanced at the bottle, walked slowly to Mo Shanan, blocked his curious eyes, and took off the mask from his face.

Under the watch of the little guy, he directly used his spiritual power to destroy the mask, and glanced sharply at Ming Qing, who was silent.

"Don't run around again"

Sure enough, as Di Yexuan said, the other party really impressed him.

"You can tell me where you want to go out. Going out with outsiders will inevitably make people worried."

Afraid that the previous tone was too strong, I added in a low voice.

Di Moxiao listened to the wailing sound in the bottle and covered the cub's ears with his hands, feeling a little disapproving of Mo Xiantian's handling of this in front of the little guy.

"Master, wake up"

Mo Junlin and Jian Xiaoling knelt down beside Wan Jiansheng. Unfortunately, the old man had lost his breath and would never wake up again.

"Elder brother, is master dead?"

Mo Junlin remembered what his master said in the main hall. It turned out that his master had already expected such a result. Only death could stop his daily guilt.

Mo Shan'an looked at the corpses all over the ground and felt a little uncomfortable when they fell on the head. In fact, the other party was not a bad person, but it was just a twist of fate.

"Don't look"

When Di Moxiao saw Mo Shanan looking at the body of the leader of the Divine Sword Sect, he thought he was afraid and gently leaned his face against her.

"The souls and bodies of those who have been robbed of their bodies have been destroyed, and there is no way to save them."

He explained to the people in his arms that he thought his low mood was related to the head of the Divine Sword Sect.

After the harsh sound ended, he let go of his hand, raised his head to face Mo Xiantian's gloomy face, and calmly leaned down to pick up Mo Shan'an.

"Let's get out of here first"

He didn't want the little guy to see these devastated scenes anymore.

Mo Xiantian met the smiling face of Di Moxiao who was lying on Di Moxiao's shoulder, and his eyes revealed a half-smile, which made the little guy shrink his head and move away with a guilty look.

"Okay, let's talk about it later"

Listening to the erratic tone, Mo Shanan knew what he would face when he returned.

Quietly close to the man's ear and whisper his request.

"Wait a minute, you have to help me quibble, I didn't sneak out."

Di Moxiao felt a gust of hot air pass by his ears, which made him feel a little itchy, but he did not avoid it. After listening to the little guy's appeal, the corners of his lips curled up.

"it is good"

It's one thing to agree, but it's another thing to coax him. As for the investigation later, Mo Xiantian probably won't listen to the little guy's sophistry.

After receiving the affirmative answer, Mo Shanan could finally let go of his hanging heart. Unfortunately, he let go too early, and did not see the latter's face darken when he chose Di Moxiao.

After Mo Shan'an left, Ming Qing looked at the corpses on the ground. He didn't expect that he would have to face this after leaving the underworld.

"Forget it, I have good intentions, so just do one good deed that day."

The corpses on the ground turned into a ball of white light, and all of them entered the cave created by Ming Qing.

Jian Xiaoling stood up and looked up at the black vortex that appeared in the sky, looked down at the leader who had not changed, and knelt down on one knee to pray.

"Please help me"

Ming Qing, who had returned to the body of an adult man, raised his eyes, glanced lightly and said, "The soul of the person who was taken away has been destroyed. I can't help him. It's better to let him be buried in peace according to the rules of your human race." .”

"But,"

Jian Xiaoling wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Mo Junlin on the side.

"Xiao Ling, let the master rest in peace."

"Brother!"

"Go to the foot of the mountain and call back the junior brothers who have evacuated the people."

By the time Jian Xiaoling turned around, Ming Qing had already left here.

After that, news of the life and death of Wan Jian, the head of the Divine Sword Sect, spread among all the clans.

Everyone thought this was the Demon Clan's revenge against the Divine Sword Sect, and people were panicked for a while. It wasn't until Mo Junlin personally explained that this had nothing to do with the Demon Clan that the public opinion was calmed down.

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Mo Shanan, who returned to the Dragon Clan, suddenly remembered that he seemed to have left his little brother behind again! But now he can't protect himself.

The person who agreed to defend him was sitting silently aside, even avoiding his look for help.

"Why go to the Divine Sword Sect?"

Mo Xiantian held up his forehead, narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the cub standing in the center, tapping the table with his slender fingers in a regular manner.

"That's right, that's right, I was deceived."

Mo Shanan quietly glanced at the person with an ugly face, and did not dare to say another word, fearing that the person opposite would raise his hand and give him an unforgettable childhood.

The veins on Mo Xiantian's forehead popped out. He looked at the cub's round face and trembled a few times because of the owner's uneasiness. He couldn't bear to say too harshly what he said next.

"Is this how the Dragon Clan takes care of my cub?"

The topic changed and the target of the attack was Di Moxiao. Especially the warm scene between the two just now really made him feel resentful.

"If I hadn't arrived in time, would Mr. Long have planned to return me a corpse?"

"He will be fine. Even if you don't come, I will keep him safe."

The implication is that you are nosy.

The two of them had just exchanged a word, and Mo Shanan felt the strong smell of gunpowder smoke.

Sure enough, the two started fighting in front of the cub, and they even added a layer of protective halo to him.

The two started to fight over this trivial matter, and neither would give in to the other.

Mo Shanan could only watch as the aperture kept changing colors. One moment it was golden, and the other moment it was red. It was so dazzling that he couldn't understand. Why should we compete with this one?