After crawling out of the eggshell, I decided to be a salted fish (a lazy person).

Mo Shan'an was no longer afraid of the family's divine sword. He wondered if he would praise someone for doing a good job if he brought the sword to surprise them.

"Huh? Why didn't you answer me?"

When Mo Shan'an didn't get a reply, he looked down and found that the sword that had been pressed against his palm was gone!

He quickly turned around and saw the man he least wanted to see standing in front of him. Mo Shan'an glanced at the sword lying quietly in his hand and a flash of inspiration struck him.

"It tried to scam me."

Mo Shan'an pointed innocently at the sword in the other person's hand, and the Dragon Eye Sword shook a few times in dissatisfaction.

Di Moxiao stared at the little boy with long, flowing hair in front of him and suddenly felt that he looked somewhat familiar.

What ethnicity are you?

"Human race?"

Mo Shan'an gave an uncertain answer. He looked like a human-looking child.

"lie"

Di Moxiao stared intently into his eyes. Could a human cub have golden pupils? He couldn't help but want to reach out and pull off the silk scarf wrapped around the little guy's face.

He paused for a moment, then paused again, noticing the bracelet on the other person's wrist and the gold markings on his forehead, before speaking.

"you"

"Aaaaaah!"

Mo Shan'an thought the man was going to attack him, so he quickly ran away loudly. Wasn't it enough that he didn't recognize his underlings anymore?

Just as Di Moxiao was about to give chase, the sword in his hand suddenly moved, breaking free from his grasp and stopping him from pursuing.

"Step aside"

Di Moxiao's face suddenly turned cold. He raised his hand and cast a seal around it. The Dragon Dark Sword was also determined to make trouble for him, and the cold light emitted by its blade tried to break through the seal.

Just as it was about to break free, an even stronger spiritual force attacked it, this time accompanied by a warning: "If you dare to break free again, I will throw you into the icy pool."

The Dragon-Dark Sword obediently stopped trembling and flew back to the altar on its own. Clearly, the man's threatening words had an effect on it, but more importantly, it couldn't break free.

Mo Shan'an ran back to the bedroom and hid under the bed in one breath, afraid that Di Moxiao would find him.

"I should have left faster!" He even called himself a "little brother." Is he stupid? Now he's not only been discovered by the enemy, but he's also lost his sword.

Mo Shan'an was filled with regret. She angrily pulled off her mask, revealing her flushed face and a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.

"It seems I'll have to go back there tomorrow to see if it's still there, since it looks so easy to fool."

Mo Shan'an was very satisfied with his plan, especially after witnessing the Dragon Dark Sword, his confidence soared.

He slowly crawled out from under the bed. It seemed that even though it was so late, the woman hadn't returned and probably wasn't planning to spend the night there.

"Comfortable"

Mo Shan'an rolled around on the bed. This was the most comfortable rest he had had since coming to this world. He yawned, curled up in the blanket, and fell into a deep sleep.

Unbeknownst to them, the outside world had increased security because of him and even sent people to search for him.

"The Dragon King said he wants to find a human cub?"

Tenglong looked bewildered and asked the person next to him if he had misheard.

"Yes, I heard that too."

"How could a dragon possibly have a human cub? Do you think Your Majesty might have made a mistake?"

"Don't ask anymore. Just do whatever His Majesty tells us to do."

Yuehua couldn't stand his constant questioning. It was just a human cub; how could he possibly overthrow the dragon clan? However, he was also very curious about how the other party had gotten up there.

After the two left the main hall, they encountered Sword Sect disciples who were lingering outside the hall.

"You are a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect. It's getting late. Why aren't you resting in the outer hall? Is there something you need?"

Yuehua is quite patient with these young people of her grandchildren's generation.

Mo Junlin observed the dragon clan for a day and found that he hadn't seen the little guy, so he came over to ask him about it.

"The junior found a dragon cub that was outside yesterday. I don't know if it has safely returned to the dragon clan."

!Forehead!

Mo Junlin received complicated expressions from the two elders, and he wondered if he had said something wrong.

"Um, junior, our dragon clan hasn't had any cubs born for a long time. Are you sure what you're seeing is a cub of our dragon clan?"

Yuehua wondered if the man in front of her had a problem with his eyesight. What a pity, she had heard that he was Wan Jiansheng's personal disciple.

Mo Junlin recalled the cub's excited reaction to returning to the Dragon Clan, realizing that the Dragon Clan had no idea of ​​its existence.

"Perhaps I misunderstood, and I have offended the elders. I will take my leave now."

The two elders were left looking at each other, neither of them taking his words to heart. After all, how could they not know that a dragon cub had been born?

Di Moxiao was in the main hall and heard their conversation clearly. He had some doubts at first, but now he was sure that it really was it.

"I've found you!"

The man sitting in the high position had unfathomable emotions hidden in his golden eyes, yet he then revealed an indulgent and accommodating demeanor.

Meanwhile, Di Yexuan searched all the mountains and valleys near the wilderness, but he couldn't even find a trace of the cub. This made him suspect that the two people had teamed up to deceive him, and he returned to his peach grove in frustration.

The next morning, it was barely dawn.

Mo Shan'an woke up, ate a simple piece of eggshell, and prepared to head to the altar from yesterday.

This time, he clearly sensed that there were a few more people on the patrol team, and they inspected every nook and cranny.

"Yes"

This is the only way to the altar, mainly because it's the only road he's ever traveled.

Mo Shan'an took out the small crystal he had picked out of the cave, looked at it reluctantly for a few moments, and then threw it towards the grass.

Sure enough, as soon as there was a commotion in the bushes, all the patrolmen heard it and ran out to check.

Taking advantage of the moment they left their posts, Mo Shan'an ran quickly along the wall and headed towards the altar without looking back.

"right here"

As soon as he stepped into the empty sacrificial ground, he saw the sword floating in the very center. It seemed that the other party had also noticed him, and it was constantly ringing.

"Shh, be quiet, don't make a sound."

Mo Shan'an was afraid that the sound of the sword would attract the patrolling guards again, so he could only signal it to be quiet. For some reason, he always felt that the sword was like a person, that it had consciousness and could understand what he was saying.

"Buzz"

The Dragon-Dark Sword understood, and it simply flew directly to the little guy, gesturing for him to hold it.

Mo Shan'an noticed the golden light surrounding it, tried to understand, tilted his head and thought for a moment before saying, "You want me to help you undo it?"

The Dragon-Dark Sword moved, even circling around him, swinging its blade excitedly.

"buzz"

"Stop it! I'm getting dizzy just looking at you!"

After seeing the sword stop spinning, Mo Shan'an circled it for a moment, then squatted down awkwardly, his face contorted with embarrassment, unsure of what to say.

"Well, let me answer your question."

The Dragon-Dark Sword also lowered its blade in anticipation, but no matter how low it lowered, the hilt was still a head taller than it.

Mo Shan'an stood up, spread his hands, and said earnestly, "I can't."

The sound of a sword falling to the ground with a "thud"

"However, my father will definitely..."

The sword was working again; it floated up from the ground once more.