The White Cat's Divine Scratching Post

"It's not good at this price." Mo Tianliao threw back the storage bag full of spirit stones, and hugged Qingtong's waist tightly, regretting that he didn't take the cat back directly.

Feng Su raised his brows upside down, and his aura intensified in vain: "Xin Tian, ​​you have to follow the rules in everything you do. I'll give you the price you want. What's the matter, seeing how neat I've offered you, you're going to raise the price right away?"

"I heard that you took my medicine garden." Mo Tianliao raised his hand, and the servant beside him immediately added wine to his cup, frowned slightly, poured the wine with a flick of his wrist, and said coldly, "Tea! "

The servant was startled, since he entered the demon palace, he hadn't seen the demon master lose his temper, he just didn't smile, and now he got angry.He quickly changed the tea and filled it tremblingly.

Mo Tianliao brought it to his mouth to taste it, and when the temperature was just right, he handed it to Qingtong.

Qing Tong took it and took a sip.

"Hey, I've been sitting for so long, and no one poured me a cup of tea. What's the matter with you servant in the palace?" Seeing this, Feng Suzheng quit immediately.

"A cup of tea and a top-grade spirit stone." Mo Tianliao said coolly, "Don't change the subject, my medicine garden."

"Xin Tian, ​​you are poor and crazy!" Feng Su pinched his waist to scold him, and glanced at Qingtong beside him from the corner of his eye, seeing that cold eyes looking at her calmly, he immediately extinguished his flame, in such a cold In front of the beautiful woman, don't lose your manners, throw a piece of spirit stone into the servant's hand, exchange for a cup of tea, raise your head, and drank it all.I talked too much just now, and I am really thirsty.

Qingtong looked at the two of them, bargaining back and forth, feeling a little sleepy, and couldn't help but yawned a little.

Feng Su looked at the elegant yawn, and suddenly forgot what to say, "Whoosh" a cup lid came over, she raised her hand to catch it without looking at it, and kneaded it into powder: "My mother's beautiful face, You can't afford it if you get hurt."

"The lid of the cyan stone cup, three high-grade spirit stones." Mo Tianliao said calmly.

Feng Su patted the table: "You mother...cough, you have been dead for 300 years, and you are not allowed to divide the unowned things? It's enough that we didn't raid your lair." Halfway through the swearing, suddenly Stopped, changed into a graceful and moving posture, and slowly persuaded.

Qingtong couldn't hold it any longer, and dozed off while leaning on the big welcoming pillow on the throne.

The medicine garden in Zintian, it is said to be a medicine garden, but it is actually a mountain range, full of exotic flowers and herbs. Many rare alchemy and refining materials in the magic way are produced from here, which is very valuable.Because Feng Su needs to maintain her appearance, she often needs to take pills. She needs this medicine garden very much, and it took two immortal cities to grab it.

The two talked for a long time but couldn't reach an agreement, Feng Su increased the price by [-]%, and asked Mo Tianliao to repair her hairpin quickly, and in a few days, Momen would come to make offerings to her, fearing that it would be embarrassing.

Qingtong opened his eyes, and met a pair of eyes full of peach blossoms. He looked around, but Mo Tianliao was not there.

"Are you Zintian's Taoist companion?" Feng Su propped his chin and leaned to the side to look at him.

Taoist?Qing Tong sat up and tilted his head slightly. Usually, people would say, you are Ning Tian's magic pet, you are so small... This is the first time someone said that they are Taoist couples, but I have to say, this kind of rhetoric is very flattering. It's more pleasing to the ear.

Ordinary people would think that Mozun is the concubine of the Mozun holding a beautiful woman, but Feng Su is not that kind of ignorant person, as soon as she entered this palace from Qingtong, she could tell the man's cultivation level On par with her.May I ask, how could a cultivator at the transformation stage be the boy's favorite for Jin Tian?What's more, judging by the way Xin Tian was serving him carefully, it is more believable to say that Xin Tian is this beauty's male favourite.

"No." The thin lips parted slightly, and he said two words lightly, and his clear voice was like broken Kunshan jade, which was extremely pleasant to hear.

Feng Su was fascinated by this voice, so he couldn't help getting closer: "Then you are..."

I am his master, and he is my grasping board. Just as Qingtong was about to speak, Mo Tianliao rushed over like the wind, threw Feng Su away, and threw the repaired ebony hairpin to her: "You can Get out."

"Didn't you say that you want to go back to the furnace to re-smelt? How come so fast?" Feng Su was taken aback, took her spirit weapon to check, and it was indeed repaired.

"Fast refining." Mo Tianliao said without blinking. In fact, Feng Su's spirit weapon has its own flaws. There are many small formations in it. As long as the spirit weapon is damaged, these small formations will fail. If it is scattered, the function of the spirit weapon will be affected.If you want to repair it, you only need to redraw the small formation.But other craftsmen couldn't see it anyway, which caused Feng Su to spend more money on cultivating spiritual weapons than the initial cost of making spiritual weapons for hundreds of years.

In the past 300 years, there has been no tinkering for her, and the spiritual weapon has been half disabled, barely usable, but the palm of Ming Yan a few years ago broke the wind array, so I had to find People repair.

Feng Su was so choked that he almost lost his breath.Back then, Zintian refined this spirit weapon for her, and it took seven to seventy-nine days, and it took less than an hour to remake it.

"Aren't you in a hurry to use it?" Mo Tianliao picked out his ears, "Just put it in the dantian to warm up for a while."

The so-called refurbishment is actually to repair the damage of the shell, which is not necessary for spiritual weapons, as long as they are warmed in the dantian for a while, they can also be restored.

Feng Su rolled her eyes, she and the other Demon Lords were used to Xing Tian, ​​and there was really no way to deal with him, but to admit defeat.In the entire Taixuan Continent, there is no second such a powerful weapon refiner. If you want to use a good weapon, you have to pay a high price and endure his strange temper.

"The Supreme Conference will start soon. I will help you deal with Chixiang. Give me the medicine garden." Feng Su put away the spiritual weapon, "I don't care about the extra money I charged today."

Mo Tianliao directly threw Feng Su out, and made it clear that there were important refining materials in the medicine garden, and he would not give them up to anyone else.If you insist on not returning him, you will be beaten at the Supreme Conference.

"Your Majesty!" A group of female cultivators in black skirts were waiting outside, and when they saw the Demon Lord descending from the sky, they immediately leaped into the air to meet him.

Feng Su used the strength of several female cultivators to turn over in the air, thus avoiding the fate of landing on his face.

Gracefully landed on the ground, Feng Su straightened his clothes, turned his head, looked at the majestic Calcining Heaven Demon Palace behind him, and slightly curled his lips: "Go to the right way to check, and find a portrait of real person Wo Yunzong Qingtong."

"Yes!" The leading woman bowed in response.

Just as he was talking, he saw a tall man, holding a puppy in his arms, hurriedly walking towards the gate of the Demon Palace, without any notice, he went in directly.

Feng Su sat on the soft sedan chair without a roof, and sneered: "It's really interesting."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

"What Am I About You"

Master: What am I yours?

Carpenter: You are my cat.

Master: Then what?

Carpenter: Then I can hold you in my arms!

Carpenter: What am I yours?

Master: You are my grasping board.

Carpenter: (expecting) And then?

Master: Then I can tickle you.

Carpentry: ...