Under the leadership of the Phoenix King and the Dragon King, Mo Zhen almost traveled all over the 100,000 mountains and had a general understanding of the demon clan.

First of all, his Grandma Feng and Grandpa Long are called the Holy King by the demons, and they have undoubted rights and fame, and they are worshiped by all the demons wherever they go.

Secondly, the demon clan does not communicate with each other in words, but with special spiritual abilities, no matter what race they are, and whether they are transformed or not, they can communicate with each other.

In the end, his grandfather is very distinctive, road idiot, face blind, dead to save face, and dead to admit it.

Under the careful introduction of the Phoenix King and the ridicule of the Dragon King, Mo Zhen ended the first day of the demon clan's trip, and the three of them returned to the holy mountain, and the Dragon King and the Phoenix King also recovered their beast bodies.

When it was time to go to bed, the Dragon King looked at Mo Zhen expectantly, wanting him to sleep beside him, but the latter looked at the scales that reflected the moonlight, and resolutely lay down in the fire feathers of the Phoenix King, and fell asleep upside down, which made the former look at his face blue, although it was originally green.

The fire feather of the phoenix king is soft and fluffy, peaceful and warm, and Mo Zhen has the attribute of fire because of that phoenix feather, and his multiple dependence on the fire phoenix makes him fall into it deeply, and he sleeps extremely peacefully, until noon the next day, he reluctantly gets up.

Looking at Grandma Feng's soft eyes, her face was a little embarrassed.

"Grandma, I'm in bed......"

"It's okay, I don't usually have anything to do, you can sleep as long as you want, I can sleep for many years when I lie in bed with your grandfather." ”

At this time, the dragon king on the side interrupted the conversation between the two.

This night was simply torturous for him, but he dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, for fear that the movement would be too loud and noisy to his sleeping grandson, so he had to turn into a human form and run to the back mountain to kick the tree to vent his anger.

Seeing Mo Zhen wake up, how could he endure it? Hurriedly spoke.

"Good grandson, ...... tonight Isn't it ......"

Full of envious words, and the longing look in his eyes, Mo Zhen subconsciously glanced at the other party's body, hurriedly shook his head, and got into the arms of the Phoenix King again, which made the Dragon King very resentful.

After dozens of days, Mo Zhen was always entangled by Huofeng's side, and the latter often told him stories about his mother, how sticky and sticky he was, as a grandfather's dragon king, he was like an outsider, and was sunburned.

But there is always a day when the story is finished, Mo Zhen is only six years old, which is the age of playing, how can he be idle, just lying in a daze among the phoenix feathers? That is unrealistic, not to mention that these days, his flame concentration has been saturated, and his sense of dependence has faded a lot, only to see the little thing's eyes turn and raise his head.

"Grandma, I want to hang out. ”

After speaking, he saw his grandfather with shiny eyes on the side, and hurriedly added another sentence.

"Hang out on your own......"

The experience of the two of them taking him down the mountain is still fresh in his memory, at that time, whether it is a demon or a beast, he is very restrained, and he does not want to face a group of puppets again.

As soon as the smart Huofeng heard this, she instantly understood his thoughts, knowing that children love to play, she naturally would not be hindered, and then nodded, and said "Go" dotingly, and closed her eyes.

And the dragon king, he didn't say a word, he has been exposed to the sun for so many days, he has already accepted his fate, not to mention that there will be no danger at his own door, why bother to be a bad guy.

With the direction in his memory, Mo Zhen, who was approved, jumped down the hill, but he was a spirit body, and now he can fly quickly without a flying sword, and it is said that boys have enjoyed rapid speed since childhood, and he is no exception.

The passing scenery around him, as well as the breeze blowing on his face, made him feel happy, and from time to time he screamed in the mountains.

Just as he landed at the bottom of the mountain, he saw seven familiar figures, and as he walked in, the figures knelt on the ground.

"Little Fox", "Little Ant", "Little Pony", "Little Rabbit", "Little Bird", "Little Deer", "Little King Eight"

"Meet the benefactor!"

Seven different voices sounded in Mo Zhen's mind at the same time, which made the young man a little at a loss, and he didn't care about complaining about their names, and hurriedly stepped forward.

"You...... Rise up first. ”

"Are the injuries healed?"

These seven people were the seven demon clans that Mo Zhen and his aunt rescued when they rescued the goose, picked up the only female demon clan who had communicated with him, and asked softly.

"Blessed are the people of Thorn, the wounds have healed. ”

"You ...... Can you not do this. ”

Looking at the appearance of the demons in front of him, Mo Zhen was a little at a loss, and even thought in his heart that if he knew that he would see them, it would be better to lie in his grandmother's arms and sleep.

The latter naturally didn't know what he was thinking, for them, if it wasn't for Mo Zhen to lend a hand, they might still be in that dark underground, enduring endless torture, how could they not be grateful?

At the beginning, they didn't know Mo Zhen's identity, out of vigilance against humans, they didn't communicate with Mo Zhen and others, only the female demon clan named Little Fox, from the conversation between Dong Kerui and Maderis, learned that he was the grandson of the Dragon King, but he was also suspicious.

Some time ago, the news that the Dragon King Fengwang took his grandson down the mountain spread to every place in the mountain, because they were weak, they could only live on the periphery of the mountain, and they did not see Mo Zhen and his party.

However, the Holy Mountain is the residence of the Dragon King and the Holy King, and no one can go up, even those extremely powerful demon clans, they can only wait at the bottom of the mountain, even if they don't know when Mo Zhen will come down the mountain.

"Engong, I didn't know your identity that day, and I was disrespectful, so please condemn you. ”

Saying that, the woman who had just been helped up knelt down again, which made Mo Zhen anxious, scratching her ears and cheeks, and her face turned red.

"What are you doing? Huh? Isn't this the Little Saint King?"

In the demon clan, the dragon king and the phoenix king are both called the holy king, Mo Zhen is the grandson of the dragon king, and the demons don't know how to call it, they have always acted casually, and they directly gave the name of the little holy king.

The middle-aged man who came over was one of the demon clans that King Feng introduced to him on the first day, and the information appeared in Mo Zhen's mind, the body was a wolf, don't look at it just as a middle-aged appearance, in fact, he was more than a thousand years old, much older than his mother.

"Uncle Wolf...... Hurry up and get them up. ”

"You tell me what happened first, and look at the way they look, they don't just kneel down. ”

Different from his rugged appearance, the wolf demon has a very delicate heart, and he didn't drink to make the seven people in front of him get up, but asked the reason first.

Mo Zhen's statement was very one-sided, but the seven people kneeling on the ground added from time to time, which also made the wolf demon figure out the whole story.

The abnormality here soon attracted a lot of demon clans, under this holy mountain, except for the seven people kneeling on the ground, each of them was an extremely powerful existence, and they all looked at Mo Zhen with appreciation, but no one let the seven people get up.

The wolf demon didn't know how to speak, in his opinion, these seven people not only knelt as they should, but also knelt too late.

"Let them kneel. ”

"But ......"

"No, but, they should. ”

The onlookers also echoed the wolf demon's words, which made Mo Zhen completely stunned.

What should the kneeling people do? Why should they run away? What should these seven people do? If they don't leave, they don't feel at ease.

Countless thoughts made Mo Zhen's brain a mess, he didn't dare to run if he wanted to, it would be good if his grandfather and grandmother were there, he thought so in his heart.

However, what Mo Zhen didn't know was that the Phoenix King and the Dragon King were on top of the Holy Mountain at this time, looking at them with a funny face.

"It's my grandson, look at it!"

"He called me Grandma, Silly Dragon. ”

"Humph!"

"He slept in my arms every day. ”

"Do you want to fight?"