Reborn, the demon hybrid dragon cub is the group pet

The child in Mo Xiantian's arms had turned into a little dragon cub. Due to excessive consumption, he returned to his original shape and fell asleep innocently.

After sizing up the cub, which was twice as big as when it hatched, he raised his hand and gently smoothed its wings, and the tenderness in his eyes suddenly turned sharp.

"When will you follow me?"

"If you take him back like this, the demon clan lacks spiritual power, so you should go back to the dragon clan with your highness to cultivate."

Di Yexuan was behind, so he didn't see the dragon cub in his arms. After seeing it clearly, he realized why Di Moxiao suspected it was his.

"it,"

Mo Xiantian used his sleeves to block the little beast in his arms. Seeing that the person across from him was hesitant to speak and was still standing in front of him, he raised his hand and took off his mask and threw it over.

"Step aside"

Di Yexuan avoided it in embarrassment. This dragon cub looked more like him.

"Ahem, I think"

"Hey!"

Di Yexuan saw that the other party didn't even listen to what he said, and disappeared in front of him again.

The only thing Mo Xiotian could hear was what the other party said. The demon clan's lack of spiritual power was indeed not conducive to the little guy's recovery.

Thinking of the old monk I met today, I pondered for a moment and then changed direction.

"woo"

The little guy's movement made the man quickly lower his head to check. It turned out that the space was too small and it was blocked from turning over. It kept trying to kick its calves in his arms.

A smile flashed across Mo Xiantian's eyes, then he raised his hand and playfully pulled his body back over again.

"click"

After struggling for a long time, the little beast opened his eyes slightly and angrily scratched the hand in front of him with his paws, scratching his face in a daze.

"Whew"

After Mo Shan'an heard the sound he made, sure enough, he raised his hand and saw the dark claws, and shouted in horror, "Woo-chi, wo-ha?"

The cub, who had successfully scared himself again, suddenly woke up. This seemed to be his original appearance.

"Whew?"

Why did he return to his original form after a fight? Did he win the fight? After trying hard to meditate on this serious problem, he won the battle and returned to his original form, which was understandable.

If you don't win, you will be beaten back to your original shape, which is so embarrassing.

"Woo-hoo-hoo"

He raised his head and looked at the man holding him with wet eyes. Did he win?

Mo Shanan could only vaguely recall that he seemed to have entered a space full of mirrors, and there was a voice inside that kept buzzing in his head.

Later, it was really annoying, so I just kicked the mirror and broke it, and then it disappeared.

When Mo Xiotian saw the cub who was frightened awake by his true form, his eyes were full of helplessness, and he was somewhat stupid.

"Won"

"Woo-chi, wo-chi"

He knew that it was worth it to transform back into a little beast.

Mo Shan'an stretched out his animal paw and put it on the back of Mo Xiantian's hand. Under the other's doubtful gaze, he tilted his head slightly and stared at him expectantly.

The corners of the little beast's mouth rose slightly, with a hint of pride, and Mo Xiotian thought it was because the other party wanted to get his approval.

"well done"

Mo Shanan watched the man take back his hand, patted his hand again, and just encouraged him.

He innocently retracted his claws and expressed his appeal in Mo Xiantian's puzzled eyes.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Change me back quickly

When Mo Shanan saw the man suddenly reveal a strange smile, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Can't change back"

After Mo Xiotian finished speaking, he admired the little cub's dull look for a few seconds, and then he heard a howling sound in his ears.

"Ouch, ouch"

No~

The smile at the corner of Mo Xiantian's mouth gradually froze, and veins popped up on his forehead. He quickly covered his mouth. When he met those light golden aggrieved pupils, he pursed his lips before speaking,

"I haven't finished speaking yet."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Stop talking, I understand.

Mo Shanan interrupted Mo Xiantian's last words dejectedly, and before he could feel sad, he was rewarded with a headshot by the other party.

"woo"

He held his head with both hands, fearing that the man with a gloomy face would come again.

"Next time, listen to what I have to say."

"Whew"

Mo Xiantian frowned, stretched out his hands to push away his two small hands holding his head, and gently rubbed him. Although he knew he was fine, he still felt distressed in the end.

"I will take you to recovery"

Although he felt that cubs would be more conducive to cultivation, he didn't seem to like his prototype.

"Woo-hoo-hoo"

Mo Shanan flew up excitedly and sat on the other person's shoulder, stroking his cheek from time to time.

On the surface, Mo Xiantian blocked it with his hand in disgust, but it was just for show. In his heart, he was very satisfied with the little guy's actions.

"Whew"

Mo Shanan sat above and saw that this place looked inexplicably familiar. He seemed to have been here before. Hiss, he silently raised his head and thought.

"Woo-chi, wo-chi"

Isn't this the same road he took last time when his predecessor, the Water God, took him to find her true love?

The next second I saw the long steps. Is this where Mo Xiantian came from?

"Whew?"

What are we doing here?

"Don't you want to recover quickly?"

Mo Xiantian's eyes slowly darkened, he looked forward thoughtfully, jumped up, and reached the gate in an instant.

"Whew?"

Mo Shanan sat obediently on the man's shoulder, puzzled. Why did he come here to restore his human form?

"I'm just here to borrow something."

The man spoke as if this place belonged to him, and he would borrow it if he asked. Mo Shanan quietly glanced at it from the corner of his eye. This is someone else's territory. What if they don't want to borrow it?

Mo Xiotian looked up at the door with the Buddha statue on it, with a hint of disdain on his lips. As soon as he took a step forward, the door opened.

"who?"

The person who opened the door was a young monk, probably about the same age as Qinglian, and a few years older than him. He should be his senior brother.

"Master is not here, so please leave."

Mo Yantian felt that the little guy sitting on his shoulder was about to fall down. He raised his hand and patted his head, warning in a low voice, "Don't move."

Mo Shanan moved his feet and looked forward calmly. When he met the eyes of the man opposite, he glanced away guiltily.

To be honest, they act a bit like robbers. They say they are borrowing, but it is more like they are robbing without giving.

"Wuji" got it

"Donors, Qinglian Pavilion never accommodates foreigners, so please come back."

"What if I have to come in?"

"Then don't blame the monk for being rude."

Just when the monk was about to take action, there was a sudden stop from behind.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, donor, please be slow."

"Junior Brother Qinglian, weren't you at the foot of the mountain? When did you come back?"

Qinglian held back the person who wanted to take action

"Elder brother, Master has invited them in."

"Then please come in, donor."

He took back the sleeve that was pulled. He didn't like this junior brother at all, and he didn't know why the master defended him so much.