Reborn, the demon hybrid dragon cub is the group pet

In the rivalry between the two, Mo Shanan dared not help anyone. He could only sigh in his heart, "It's okay to have two fathers. Why are they still enemies?"

These two kinds of fatherly love are not so easy to bear!

Mo Shanan squatted for a long time, holding his cheek with his hands on his knees, and almost fell asleep little by little.

The two looked at each other, stopped what they were doing, and fell asleep?

Mo Xiotian suddenly thought of something, his brows suddenly stretched, and a bright smile appeared on his handsome face.

"The ten-day period has come. Mr. Long won't have any objection to me taking this person away, right?"

Di Moxiao pursed his lips and raised his hand to stop the other party's movements.

Mo Xiotian's smile suddenly disappeared, and he stared at the other person with frosty eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"It's only half a day until the tenth, so the Demon Lord should come again tomorrow."

Di Moxiao picked up the sleeping Mo Shan'an in front of the man, turned sideways and smiled calmly, "Remember to close the door when the demon lord leaves, thank you for your work."

After that, he woke up the sleeping little guy and asked him to say goodbye to Mo Xiotian.

Mo Shan'an didn't know what he was doing, so he did whatever Di Moxiao said, stretched out his hand and waved "goodbye".

The latter looked at the little guy's movements, his expression froze, and he laughed angrily, "Ha, okay, very good, I'm just waiting for tomorrow."

Di Moxiao looked at the disappearing red figure, looked down at the sleeping person thoughtfully, and then took down his little hand that was raised in the air.

Mo Shanan shuddered in his sleep and had a bad feeling.

The next day, when the sky was getting slightly brighter, Mo Shanan was woken up by being pinched, and there was a stinging pain on his cheek.

"Well!"

What bastard came to disturb my sleep again! Anger reaches its peak.

When he opened his eyes and saw the monster-like face, he immediately withered and smiled brightly.

The soft little girl said in a flattering voice, "Father, early duck, why are you not in the demon clan?"

Can you please stop pinching my face! It will swell!

Mo Xiantian looked at his little face that was rounder and swollen than usual, and couldn't help but pinch it a few times. Who knew it would actually wake him up.

"Oh? You really hope I'm not here?"

Mo Shanan suddenly woke up. Of course he couldn't tell the truth at this time, and he shook his head firmly with a slightly red and swollen face.

"No, of course not"

"Pack your things, it's time for us to go back to the Demon Clan. This Dragon Clan decoration makes my eyes hurt."

The disdain in his words is particularly obvious

"Oh"

What happened yesterday was still fresh in his mind, which made him afraid to have any opinions. He didn't wake up until he stood up. What should he pack? Don’t we still have to come over in ten days?

"Packed up?"

"Um"

Mo Xiantian looked at the little guy who had taken nothing with satisfaction.

If he knew that the cub was thinking about coming back in ten days, so he didn't bring anything with him, he would definitely not be able to help but beat the cub.

As soon as he left the Dragon Clan, Mo Shanan stopped, hesitated for a while and looked back before speaking.

"I want to say goodbye to him."

He had been here for half a month, and Di Moxiao was so kind to him, so he left so quietly, which made him feel a little awkward.

Mo Xiantian frowned, his expression changed several times, and finally compromised.

He looked at someone hiding in the corner with sharp eyes. It was funny that the dignified Dragon Lord actually had a habit of peeping.

"Still not coming out? Do you need me to ask you to come out?"

When Mo Xiotian saw Di Moxiao coming out, he ran over like a nestling bird waiting to be fed.

Di Moxiao opened his hand to catch him, a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, he just raised his hand and gently stroked his hair.

"You been there the whole time?"

Hiding there, if he didn't want to say goodbye to him, the other party wouldn't come out.

"Um"

Seeing that the other party had nothing else to say, Mo Shan'an could feel that he didn't want to part with him either. He hugged the other party generously and comforted him, "It's okay. I'll be back in ten days."

He quietly glanced at the person waiting behind him and whispered to him, "I lost my little brother. Can you go to the Divine Sword Sect to help me find it? I'm afraid he will be beaten by a group there!"

(Ming Qing: Thank you for remembering me)

Di Moxiao raised his eyebrows after hearing this. The little guy really didn't know the true identity of the little brother he mentioned.

"I will go to the Divine Sword Sect to look for it later."

"That's great"

When Mo Xiotian saw these two people talking secretly, he immediately didn't want to wait any longer.

He quickly walked over and lifted the little guy out of Di Moxiao's arms with one hand under the puzzled eyes.

"Have you finished saying goodbye? Can you go?"

"It's over!"

Mo Xiotian ignored the cub's plea and just carried him down the mountain.

"Father, I can leave by myself."

"What? We've only been together with Di Moxiao for a few days, and you already dislike me?"

Mo Shanan blinked. He didn't seem to mean that, right?

"In this case, should I let you return to the Dragon Clan? After all, the reputation of the Young Master of the Dragon Clan is better than that of the Young Master of the Demon Clan."

That being said, the direction is still down the mountain.

"But, I only call you father, the demon clan is my home."

The cub's words eliminated the sourness in the man's heart. If the little guy chose Di Moxiao, he would break his legs.

With a smile on his lips, Mo Xiantian met Mo Shanan's eyes with a serious expression. He suddenly sneered and narrowed his eyes lazily to stare at the cub.

"Remember what you said, I take it seriously."

Place him securely on the ground and let him walk on his own.

Mo Shanan looked at the man's back. This was his first bond in this world. How could he dislike him?

And what's wrong with the devil? He just likes to be a devil. What the people in the world think has nothing to do with him.

"Father, I like to be the young master of the demon clan."

"I know, why don't you hurry up and follow me."

Mo Xiantian turned around and stared at the person running over quietly, his eyes were a little deeper, and the corners of his lips were dyed with a hint of gentleness that was not easy to detect.

The cub followed, but he kept talking.

"Although you were a bit fierce in the wilderness before, I am considerate and considerate. I was already ready to support my family when I was just an egg."

The more Mo Xiantian listened, the darker his face became. You were responsible for being beautiful and beautiful, and he was responsible for supporting the family. He couldn't bear it anymore, picked him up again, and turned around to walk up the mountain.

Mo Shanan felt something was wrong and quickly corrected it.

"Huh? We're going the wrong way, we're going the wrong way. We're going down the mountain, not up the mountain!" Why did we go back again?

"That's right. I think keeping you in the Dragon Clan is a good decision." At least my ears are clear.