Reborn, the demon hybrid dragon cub is the group pet

Since ancient times, people have to pay the price for their actions, and someone is no exception.

Mo Shanan stood upright in front of the dining table. He didn't expect that there would be big fish and meat in today's meal.

"Want to eat?"

Mo Xiantian picked up a piece of meat and brought it close to the cub's eyes. The boy swung his chopsticks from side to side and stared at the piece of meat.

“want to eat”

Mo Shanan looked at someone expectantly. The man smiled at him and said jokingly, "Aren't you the breadwinner of the family? It seems that this is what you told Di Moxiao in the Dragon Clan?"

"what?"

After all, why did another person who was not present appear?

The little guy dumbly tried to avoid the question, but unfortunately he ran into Mo Xiotian. If it was Di Moxiao, he might have just turned a blind eye and passed by.

"It's useless to pretend in front of me."

"But nest, nest is still small."

Mo Shanan was shocked by the other party's look, especially the meaningful smile that made his back shiver.

"Small?"

Mo Xiotian glanced at the chopsticks in his hand, then looked across the table abruptly, tilting his head and asking again.

"What are you talking about? I can't hear you clearly. Can you say it again?"

"That's right, who is young? Not only can I support my family, but I can also support the entire demon clan."

"Oh, that's fine, just raise it, but I have a mission here. I will leave the future honor and disgrace of the demon clan to you."

After hearing this, Mo Shanan felt furious, what does the honor and disgrace of the demons mean? Why give it to him?

"Ah, I forgot. No one told you when you came back. Mo Luo received a battle invitation, saying that each tribe sent its juniors to "compete"."

Mo Shanan was stunned. He asked why the food was so good today. It turned out to be a Hongmen Banquet!

After a moment, he turned around in annoyance, pinched his face hard with both hands, and roared inwardly, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, it's so cunning, it's almost impossible for him to guard against it."

Turning around expressionlessly, he spoke with a serious expression on his red cheeks.

"But, am I too young? I think it won't be too late to give it to me in 180 years."

Mo Xiantian calmly ignored the cub's eyes, picked up a new pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish and put it into his mouth. He frowned and swallowed it without even chewing.

“Unpalatable”

Mo Shanan smelled the fish fragrance, it was obviously delicious, but he was not in the mood to eat it now.

"Can I not go?"

Mo Xiantian held his forehead, curled his lips playfully, and said casually, "Of course, but the rumors outside will be beyond your control in the future, as long as you are willing."

Mo Shannan paused, then thought in his mind that if the young demon master escaped from the battlefield, he might not have to travel far in the future.

With his face, anyone who knew Mo Shitian would know who he was.

"Demon Lord, the old demon asked his subordinates to bring some cakes to the young master."

Mo Luo's voice sounded outside, and Mo Shanan felt as if he had seen a savior appear.

"Come in"

"Demon Lord, young master"

Mo Luo saw something wrong with this scene. Why was the Demon Lord sitting and eating, but the young master was standing aside?

In his impression, the Demon Lord seemed to have never eaten these foods.

"Magic"

"The subordinates are here"

"Let me tell you, young master, if the demon clan has received the invitation to fight?"

Mo Shan'an turned his head, hoping to hear two words from the other person's mouth.

Mo Luo looked confused. After receiving the invitation, the demons returned to the world. Now all the tribes were uneasy. They were afraid of offending them, so they would not dare to start a war, let alone issue a war invitation.

But why did the invitation turn into a battle invitation in the Demon Lord's mouth?

"I received the message, but," didn't you say you didn't want to go?

"Just receive it, you can go down."

Mo Xiotian interrupted the man's last words. In his eyes, those so-called discussions were nothing more than a farce, but if the little guy came on stage, it might be a little fun.

"Yes, I am resigning."

Mo Luo was still holding snacks in his hand, and Mo Shanan stopped him with quick eyes and hands, took down the cakes, and then let him go.

"Now that you know everything, I will give you one day to prepare for the battle. Don't let your father down."

Mo Xiantian successfully saw the petrified cub and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He also stretched out his hand to wipe away the residue left by eating cakes at the corners of his mouth.

"Remember, don't let me down."

He pinched his bulging cheeks, and then left Mo Shanan's cruel back. Is it too late for him to return to the Dragon Clan now?

"buzz"

Long Mingjian finally felt the breath of the cub after so many days, and when he broke in, he saw a round back.

Why did the little guy run to the corner and squat down?

"buzz"

Mo Shanan finally figured it out. He stood up suddenly and spoke seriously to Long Mingjian, the only person in the room who could communicate with him.

"I don't think I can beat him. Otherwise, let's run away together."

Rather than withdrawing from the competition, isn't it more embarrassing to be beaten on stage?

"buzz"

"What did you say, you didn't leave?"

Mo Shan'an saw Long Mingjian spinning around in circles excitedly and talking to him a lot. The main point was that he had made a friend.

"Who is he? Where is he? What is his name?"

Mo Shan'an sat cross-legged, folding his arms and trying to figure out who had snuck into the corner of the young man's house, went to the Dragon Clan, and found out that his home had been stolen when he came back.

"buzz"

"Wait a minute, you said you met that man on the way down the mountain to find me?"

"buzz"

"Okay, then I forgive you."

Mo Shan'an heard that it went out to look for him. As for making friends, he could understand it. After all, Long Mingjian was a bit special. He was mainly worried about it being deceived.

"Next time you make friends, tell me. I have to help you find out if he is a good person, in case he is attracted to you,"

Mo Shanan suddenly got stuck. What could such a stupid sword do with it? Can it split rocks without breaking?

"buzz"

"Ah, I was praising you for making friends."

Long Mingjian's thinking was like that of a child of several years old, and he could only listen to it say a lot of incomprehensible things.

For example, it actually went back to the animal forest to play with the big flower snake! It sounds like their relationship has taken a new level.

"Okay, I'm going to rest, you can go"

Mo Shanan was interrupted by Long Mingjian, and he felt a little tired from the conversation of one person and one sword. Forget it, let's wait until tomorrow to discuss the escape plan.