Reborn, the demon hybrid dragon cub is the group pet

Suddenly, I felt that the weight of the cub in my hand was indeed a bit heavier than usual.

After hearing this, Mo Xiotian paused and threw a ball of black fire over without mercy.

"I am not wrong again."

Ming Qing doubted that this dragon cub, whose whole body was made of flesh, could fly? Also, dragons have wings?

With these doubts, he slowly spoke

"Aren't you and the Dragon Clan sworn enemies? Why do you two exchange cubs?"

From the little guy to the current dragon cub, the man in front of me treated the cub in his arms so tenderly, I couldn't help but sympathize with the little guy.

Ming Qing thought for a while, his eyes gleaming as he calculated the person in front of him.

"How about this? If you give your cub to me to raise, I will take care of it for you at a disadvantage. It's better than leaving him in the Dragon Clan. Di Moxiao is busy with business, so it's better for me to do it."

Mo Xiotian looked at the man who looked down upon his bloodline and replied coldly, "Go away."

"you"

Ming Qing noticed the way the cub kept absorbing spiritual power, and frowned solemnly.

"According to his needs, the spiritual power in the lotus seed is not enough for him to ask for. How about sending it back to the Dragon Clan to calm it down first."

Ming Qing checked and found that the dragon cub should not have such great needs at this age. Even if it consumes a little spiritual power, this situation will not happen.

In Mo Shanan's situation, Mo Xiotian couldn't interrupt him now. If he was interrupted forcibly, it would only backfire on the cub.

He looked at the masked Ming Qing in front of him, "I remember that you were a dual spiritual cultivator."

"........."

It goes without saying that Ming Qing's mouth twitched slightly. Are you asking me to feed this dragon cub with my spiritual power?

"I think it's getting late, but I still..."

"boom"

Mo Xiantian raised his hand and closed the door, looking deeply at the person who wanted to leave.

"If you dare to leave this door, I will send you back to the underworld."

Compared with any death threats, this is the real weakness of the opponent.

"I'm joking, isn't it just a little spiritual power? I can't give it to you."

Ming Qing walked up to the sleeping cub. The dragon cub was sleeping on its back in the man's arms. This look reminded him of a certain cub.

After Lianzi's spiritual power was almost exhausted, he put his fingertips on the dragon cub's forehead, looked at the golden patterns on it, and looked at Mo Xiotian in shock.

"You, it, you,"

Before he could transport it, the cub forcefully absorbed his spiritual power, making Ming Qing's eyes widen, thinking that it was Mo Xiotian who did it, but the other party also frowned slightly at this scene.

"It can actually forcibly absorb the spiritual energy from me."

"I saw it"

Ming Qing wanted to take back the initiative, but he couldn't. This dragon cub was really domineering.

"its not right"

The power of this cub is a little weird, it seems like it wants to drain all the spiritual energy from you.

Mo Xiotian also felt it, but he couldn't interrupt it now.

"what!"

Ming Qing was relieved when he saw that the other party had stopped, but the cub suddenly opened his eyes and bit his finger suddenly.

"Let go, let go"

"Ow"

The dragon cub bared its teeth and refused to let go. It felt like the ugly thing in front of it was provoking it.

"Mo Xiantian, please let him go."

The latter retracted his raised hand and raised his eyes to watch the flying cub bite Ming Qing's finger. It seemed that there was no bad reaction due to the excessive intake of spiritual power.

Mo Xiotian didn't care at all about the man's painful voice and replied calmly, "The only thing I can advise you is not to move around or damage his teeth."

"I am worse than a tooth?"

"Um"

Ming Qing looked at the person standing in front of him in disbelief, as if to say, you can actually say such a thing?

"Bah bah"

The cub chewed it for a long time and found that it was not tasty, so he spat it out in disgust and stared at the person in front of him with red eyes.

"Uh-huh-huh" Ugly stuff, it doesn't taste good!

Mo Huitian understood the cub's words, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, he raised his head and touched his head, "Well, it's not delicious."

Although Ming Qing didn't understand, he could probably tell from the conversation between the two that it was not a good thing.

"Little one, I saved you just now, and you know that I will repay you for my kindness."

The little beast had two big wet eyes, tilting his head to think about what he meant.

Ming Qing saw that the dragon cub was dark, but his expression was quite cute, so he couldn't help but put down his finger-biting hatred.

"Ahem, forget it, I won't argue with you, it's up to you,"

"Ah, my king's hair"

Mo Luo, who was guarding outside the door, heard the startled sound inside and covered his ears. The sound was as harsh as the young master's.

The dragon cub flew to the man's hair and bounced a few times, then hugged him directly, lay on it and closed his eyes, his light golden beast pupils narrowed slightly.

"Ow"

It raises its hand and hits it. It’s so noisy. Can’t this person be quieter?

Instead, Ming Qing was grabbed by a cub. He looked at his friend in front of him with half-smiling eyes, a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, obviously warning him to keep quiet.

"This king should not come here."

He was obviously having a good time in the human world, so why did he come back here to be unhappy?

The dragon cub was so sleepy that he lay on the man's head with his head sideways. He was still holding a few strands of black hair in his hand and slept on it with his eyes half closed.

"It's asleep!"

Mo Yantian glanced at the sleeping little guy and said, "Yeah."

Ming Qing didn't dare to express his anger, for fear that the little ancestor would suddenly wake up and give him another blow.

"What should I do? Take it down quickly."

"I think it sleeps quite comfortably."

This is quite true. The little beast grabbed the man's hair with a smile on his face. He even raised his hand to tease him, but the little beast just pulled the man's hair tightly.

"hiss"

"But I'm not feeling well. You won't let me rest with a cub on my head all the time."

"Why don't I know the habits of the human race? When did the underworld exist?"

Of course, Mo Xiantian chose the latter among men and cubs.

"woo"

The little guy on the head suddenly moved, causing the two people talking to stop talking.

Then the cub turned over, causing Mo Xiantian's pupils to shrink slightly, and he reached out to catch the fallen body.

Ming Qing also stretched out his hand, but the other party was one step ahead of him and retracted his hand in embarrassment.

"It fell on its own, it's none of my business."

Mo Xiantian held the cub in his hands and glanced at the man standing there. The man's eyes were fixed on the dragon cub in his hand, "You can go out and rest."

"........."

Ming Qing's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he changed so quickly. Didn't he just say that he didn't have this habit? But now he changed again as soon as he got the cub.

"Shouldn't you give me a place to rest?"

"Magic"

"The subordinates are here"

"Find him a place to rest."

"Yes, Demon Lord"

Mo Luo looked at the masked man who refused to leave and said, "Sir, please come with me."

"Then I will come back tomorrow morning."

Ming Qing looked at the small tooth marks on his fingers and the broken green hair on the little beast's hand, and secretly gritted his teeth to see how he would deal with you tomorrow.