The White Cat's Divine Scratching Post

Mo Tianliao froze for a moment, swallowed his saliva, and held the hand with the hook as if nothing had happened: "It's cold at night, so cover it when it's hairless."

"You're hairless!" Qingtong raised his eyes that could see at night and glared at him.

"I'm really hairless," Mo Tianliao couldn't help laughing, and sat down on the edge of the bed cheekily, and stuffed his cool hands into the quilt, "but I have leaves." He said, stretching out a hand to his teacher. In front of Zun, the hand slowly turned into wood with blue veins. After a while, a small tender leaf slowly emerged from the fingertips, supported by a small leaf stem.

Qingtong bent his legs, originally intending to kick down the guy who invaded the territory casually, but was instantly attracted by the trembling little leaf.The fingers with the paws were retracted, and lightly touched the small leaf, a small force of life spread along the fingertips, bringing a little coolness.Tap it once, tap it again, the young leaf nodded its head following the ups and downs of the finger, then clicked, broke, and fell danglingly on the quilt.

Mo Tianliao: "..." This was a small leaf that took him a whole day's accumulation of spiritual energy to grow, and it just disappeared.

With his hands retracted under the quilt, Qingtong glanced at the stupid apprentice showing off the leaves: "Childish."

As if the one who played with the leaves just now wasn't you?Mo Tianliao laughed angrily. There was no reason to talk to Mr. Mao. He shook his head, turned his hands back, and tucked the corner of the quilt for the master. When his hands touched the delicate chin, he couldn't help but tremble.

"Today's matter, I..." Mo Tianliao put away the hand that couldn't help but want to touch the master, and folded his hands obediently on his lap.

Qingtong stared at him coldly, wanting to see what this scoundrel who disregarded his master had to say.

"I didn't mean to belittle you, I just saw you bit your mouth open, for a while..." Can't help it for a while?No no, you can't say that.Confused?It will definitely be scratched into a washboard!

"Frivolous master, you are right!" Qingtong sat up.

"It's not just me who underestimated you," Mo Tianliao muttered in a low voice, "You also came back afterward." At first, he felt sorry for Mr. Cat who bit his mouth, and hugged him with both hands, and blocked it with his mouth in a moment of impatience. After realizing something was wrong, he quickly let go. It was this person who posted it himself.Who can stand such a temptation?

"Roll!" The sensitive cat's ears naturally heard the whispered complaint clearly, and Qingtong immediately got angry, and kicked the scoundrel out of bed.How could he have done such a thing if he hadn't been tempted by that warm force of life.At that time, the pain was so painful that he almost passed out, and suddenly he was so comfortable, it was like someone scratched his extremely itchy chin, and he would naturally pass his chin over to let the slave continue to scratch!

Mo Tianliao staggered a bit, and was also a little angry, and couldn't help but said: "You are my cat, what's the matter with kissing?" Didn't the two of them kiss often when they were young?Although sometimes he will be bitten by the cat uncle, but most of the time, the little fur ball is still willing to give him a kiss.

Qingtong was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyes slowly, lay down again without a word, pointed his back at Mo Tianliao, and said nothing more.

After a moment of silence in the room, Mo Tianliao realized that he seemed to have said something wrong, and sat back on the bed with a shy face: "Master, I..."

"Let's go." The cold voice was tired.

"I'm going to Demon Dao tomorrow, I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you back to the sect." Mo Tianliao put one hand on the shoulder of the person on the bed, "Go back and ask the suzerain to show you if you have hurt your soul. Try to see if you can make a magic weapon to isolate the soul power of the training horn."

"Go away." The hands covered in the quilt slowly clenched into fists, Qingtong moved his shoulders, shaking the apprentice's hand away.

"Don't get lost, I want to sleep here." Mo Tianliao said, taking off his shoes and socks, climbing onto the bed and rubbing against his master.

"You..." Qingtong turned around and stared at him, just in time to meet the face that was rubbing against him, the tips of their noses touched, their eyes widened.

"Little Claw," Mo Tianliao poked the master with his nose while grinning, "Don't be angry, it's because of me today, I'm lustful, I couldn't hold it back for a while, if you can't get angry then... oh, it hurts! "

It's very dangerous to poke a cat's nose with your nose, if you don't pay attention, you will be bitten fiercely, even if the cat uncle becomes a cool beauty master, it's the same.

So, Mo Tianliao, who failed to coax the cat, held his bitten nose, and went downstairs in despair to join the big brother.

The bed in the lower room is not spacious and not soft. The big tiger sleeps sprawled in the center of the bed, and its thick tail occupies a large space. If someone approaches, it does not open its eyes and let go of its spiritual perception. After a while, when he found out it was his junior, he relaxed again and continued whirring.

Mo Tianliao sighed, Jindan cultivator is still sleeping, shouldn't he seize all the time to meditate and practice, and give the bed to the weak junior brother to sleep?

He raised his hand and pushed the big tiger into the bed. Mo Tianliao climbed up and leaned against the tiger. The soft and warm fur belly was very comfortable. No wonder Master always likes to lean on this position.The big tiger was probably used to being bullied by the master, and someone lay on his belly and didn't wake up.

Mo Tianliao rubbed the thick fur. The tiger fur was a bit stiff and not as soft as cat fur. With one hand resting behind his head, he quietly watched the moonlight coming in through the crack of the window, then slowly reached out and touched himself. lips, thinking of the soft and sweet touch today, my heart throbbed for no reason.

Sins, sins, that's my master, that's my cat!Mo Tianliao closed his eyes and fell asleep after reciting the formula ten times silently and one more time.

The next day, after handing over the flying boat to the elder brother, Mo Tianliao looked at the unopened door upstairs, told the elder brother to take good care of the master, and left.

The artifact is too expensive, and the auction house will have to rush to the big auction held every few years, and if it is bought by others, it will be even more difficult to get.Without delay, he must hurry over.

Just as Yu Jian flew ten miles away, he saw a person standing in the sky, his snow-colored robe billowing in the wind. For a moment, Mo Tianliao thought that he had met an exiled immortal who had accidentally descended to the mortal world and lost his way.

"Master!" Mo Tianliao rushed over, "Why don't you go back?"

"As long as you have a foundation-building cultivation base, go to the magic way?" Qingtong glanced at him, wanting to get the artifact, but he didn't want to spend money. He had already figured out what this guy was going to do.Going to the devil's lair alone, if you are not careful, you will be blasted into pieces of wood, how dare you leave him alone?

"I don't fight with others." Mo Tianliao couldn't help but part his lips. Is Mr. Cat worried about himself?Cautiously rubbed over and grabbed Master's sleeve.

"Humph." Qingtong snorted, but didn't shake off.

Two days later, Demon Dao, Earth Slayer Demon Palace.

"My lord, there is a foundation builder who seeks to see you." The guard ran in quickly and knelt down to report.

The Earth Slaughter Demon Lord squinted his eyes and let the beauties around him feed him spirit wine. Hearing this, he frowned and said in a loud voice, "How dare a little foundation-builder cultivator ask to see me?" The devil world is famous, even a little monk dares to open his mouth like this!

"Yes, he said to have a word with you." The guard said tremblingly.

"What are you talking about?" Venerable Earth Killer sat up and snorted coldly. The little cultivator actually dared to ask someone to give him a message. If it was useless, he would immediately ask someone to tear him up.

"He said, 'I am an old friend, I hope the hammer can explain it'." The guard was sweating, he didn't know what the words meant, but the monk who established the foundation had a calm demeanor and was not afraid of the magic cultivator guarding the gate , What he said made him believe a little bit.

Venerable Earth Slaughter widened his tiger eyes, who is this person?There is a word "hammer" in his real name. He has lived for thousands of years, and his family has long since disappeared. Those who know his real name are already dead, but that bastard has been dead for hundreds of years! "Call him in!"

Mo Tianliao patted the kitten in his skirt, followed the guards, and walked into the magic palace.

The Earth Slaughter Palace was built on a rocky mountain. It looked eerie and terrifying on the outside, but inside, it was full of birdsong and fragrant flowers, and it was magnificent.Even if you choose a place with steep terrain to build a palace for the sake of momentum, you still have to consider whether there is enough spiritual energy. Spiritual grass and spiritual wood are still indispensable.

However, don't think that the ugly stone mountains outside are just for scaring people, those are all large and small spirit mines, and there are countless spirit stones in them!Mo Tianliao's evaluation of Shi Di, an old repeat customer, is that he is a fool with a lot of money.

The author has something to say about Little Theater:

"The Demon Lord Must Have a Domineering Name"

Mo Xiujia: I heard that Venerable Earth Killer was renamed Xuanyuan

Moxiu B: I heard that the Venerable was from a scholarly family

Moxiu B: I heard... I can't make it up anymore

Woodworker: Sledgehammer, get your new weapon!