In his room, Mo Tian was just about to cultivate, when Xiao Qianxue's voice suddenly came.

Mo Tian was really frightened, he didn't hear Xiao Qianxue's voice for a short time, although he was sorry, but he had to say...... I almost forgot.

Even though this is the truth, Mo Tian has not said it stupidly, seeing Xiao Qianxue appearing in front of him in white, Mo Tian smiled and said: "I haven't made a sound during this time, I'm in a bad mood?"

"The slave family has been busy cultivating with the master recently, so they don't have time to pay attention to you. Hmph!" Xiao Qianxue pouted at Mo Tian and sat on Mo Tian's bed.

"Master, who is your master?" Mo Tian was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and said with some surprise: "You don't mean Fu Lao, right?"

"Hehe, that's right, because Fu Lao felt that the slave family was intelligent by nature, and passed on a set of mental methods that I could cultivate in the soul state, and promised to reshape my body when I went to the fairy world in the future!" Xiao Qianxue said happily.

"Really, congratulations!" Mo Tian was sincerely happy for Xiao Qianxue.

"Don't listen to her nonsense, the old man really can't stand her chattering in her ears every day to teach her a set of mental cultivation, and her ears won't be able to hear it in the future. Fu Lao's voice sounded in Mo Tian's mind.

It turned out that this was the case, Mo Tian thanked Fu Lao in his mind, no matter what, helping Xiao Qianxue is also helping himself.

"I'm going out tomorrow, so I'm going to have a good rest today. Mo Tian said as he took off his clothes.

Xiao Qianxue blushed and covered her face, but after thinking about it, she was much bigger than Mo Tian, how could she be shy at this time, so she took her hand down and stared at Mo Tian.

After getting along with Xiao Qianxue for so long, Mo Tian has long been used to it, even if he is watched by Xiao Qianxue, he will not be embarrassed, he pushed Xiao Qianxue into the bed and got into the quilt by himself.

I was going to cultivate, but after chatting with Xiao Qianxue like this, I decided to rest for a night, after all, it took so long to return home.

Xiao Qianxue and Mo Tian were pillowing on the same pillow, and their hearts were a little thumping, which would not have happened at all in the past. When they met for the first time, they just regarded this silver-haired boy as a child, but after experiencing many things, Xiao Qianxue realized that Mo Tian was simply the prince charming in the girl's heart, but he had always been very low-key.

Young and terrifying cultivation but never arrogant, the alchemy competition is even more skilled, and even the head of Qianxiu Sect will be amazed by his excellent body skills, and what he has done for his beloved woman is even more moved by girls in the world, such a person...... How perfect it is?

Mo Tian was a little uncomfortable with Xiao Qianxue's direct look, turned over, and just saw a black shadow printed on the window!

"What person!" Mo Tian's body twisted and came out of the bed, and in the blink of an eye, he opened the window and saw the little demon dragon rushing in with a funny appearance.

The little demon dragon looked like a thief at this time, grabbing a braised pig's foot with two paws, biting a roast goose in his mouth, and looking out of the window after coming in, which was very funny.

"Did you go to the kitchen?" Mo Tian wondered why he didn't see the little demon dragon, so he went to the kitchen to steal food.

"Kitchen...... Fang?" The little demon dragon tilted his head and looked at Mo Tian, obviously not knowing the meaning of the kitchen.

"It's where you put these foods. Mo Tian explained.

As soon as he heard that it was a place to eat, the little demon dragon jumped up and down, and shouted with a happy look: "Kitchen...... Loved it!"

Mo Tian smiled and shook his head, if this was seen by others, who would think that this gluttonous ghost was an ancient beast?

Xiao Qianxue felt funny and wanted to reach out and touch the little demon dragon, but the little demon dragon dodged it, and her butt was facing Xiao Qianxue, and she began to taste her "spoils".

"Hmph! greedy dragon!" Xiao Qianxue said in an aura.

Looking at the little demon dragon who was eating, Mo Tiancai remembered that he should give it a name, and he couldn't keep calling it the little demon dragon.

What is it called? Mo Tian looked at the little demon dragon and thought......

"What do you think of calling you Gus in the future?" Mo Tian casually thought of a name, and asked by poking the little demon dragon's round belly.

The little demon dragon stopped "fighting", and the little paw pointed at himself and said, "Gus, me...... Is it?"

Mo Tian nodded, but the little demon dragon shook his head.

"Doesn't it sound good?" Seeing that the little demon dragon was unwilling, Mo Tian asked curiously.

The little demon dragon concentrated on gnawing a pig's foot before answering Mo Tian's words.

"Not handsome......"

Mo Tian suddenly had a black line on his forehead......

Xiao Qianxue laughed and fell on the bed, this greedy dragon is so funny, she looks like this and even wants a handsome name.

Mo Tianzhen didn't know where the little demon dragon learned these words, so he had to think of another name.

"How about being called Parker?"

The little demon dragon shook his head again.

"Fascist!"

Then he shook his head......

The third black line on Mo Tian's forehead had already appeared, and after coming up with a name again and being vetoed, Mo Tian decided to forcibly name it!

"It's decided, you will be called Doudou in the future!

"Smack!" the pig's feet on the little dragon's claws fell on the table.

Demon Dragon Doudou is probably the most shameful magic dragon in history.

One night, the little magic dragon Doudou was looking at the moon in tears in front of the window, and he didn't know that he thought it had mutated into a wolf.

Early the next morning, Mo Tian left Mo's house.

Looking at the reluctant eyes of the girls, Mo Zhengxiong and Tassel smiled knowingly, these women still have a good impression of their son.

Although the Mo family is not a big family, it actually knows the approximate location of the Demon Sect and the Holy Sect, which makes Mo Tian a little surprised, it seems that his family still has some ability in collecting information.

Compared with the Holy Sect, the location of the main altar of the Demon Sect is relatively close, probably because of the habit of the Demon Sect, it is in the low-lying area to the northeast, where there is a swamp, which is called the Death Swamp by the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

The Death Swamp is the natural barrier of the Demon Sect's main altar, and if you want to go to the Demon Sect, you must enter the Death Swamp, which is full of swamp gas during the day and poison at night, and even the masters of the Yuan Infant Stage dare not enter easily.

The reason why Mo Tian dared to enter was also because he had the Demon Sword. As the first treasure of the fairy world, purifying biogas is not a matter at all.

After flying for three days, he finally saw the shadow of the Swamp of Death.

From a distance, it looked like a lump of black on white drawing paper, and when I got to it, I found that the visibility was very low, and I could only see five or six meters away in the swamp during the day, and even if I used my divine sense to probe, I could only detect the distance of the first twenty meters.

"Fu Lao, is it okay?" Mo Tian asked Fu Demon Sword.

"Don't worry, this methane can't get close to the body of the Demon Sword, you can rest assured and boldly move forward. Fu Lao said.

Mo Tian motioned for Doudou to follow closely by his side, and raised his legs and stepped into the swamp of death.

As soon as Mo Tianqian stepped in, a middle-aged man with a height of one meter eight and explosive muscles appeared behind him, with a beard and a lot of scars on his face, obviously a person who had been walking outside for many years.

The middle-aged man looked in the direction of Mo Tian, and said with a puzzled expression: "How dare a boy in the contemplation stage come to this death swamp alone?

After thinking for a long time, the middle-aged man shrugged his shoulders and strode into the death swamp with a relaxed expression, as if he had entered the back garden of his own home.

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