The White Cat's Divine Scratching Post

"Shenhun?" Qingtong stretched out his hand, pushed him, but didn't push, suddenly heard him say this, couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at him, no wonder Fang was in pain, this idiot put the soul into the pendant?

The slender and soft hand rested on his chest like a cat's paw, feeling weak, Mo Tianliao couldn't help but hold that hand, squeezed it in his hand and played with it: "I took a wisp of spirit and put it in, and I want to try wearing it on you. , to see if it is compatible."

"You're so stupid," Qingtong curled her lips, "If it was that simple, I would have taken your soul away."

"Are you willing?" Mo Tianliao leaned over and rubbed his forehead with him, "I may have not slept for ten days just to refine the weapon for you, but you feel comfortable, and my head still hurts."

The hairy ears on the top of the head turned, Qing Tong lowered his eyes and did not speak.

Mo Tianliao smiled, and took the person into his arms again: "It turns out that kissing can cure headaches. If you feel pain in the future, remember to tell me immediately." This is more effective than taking Ningshen Pill, maybe you can kiss more often This time, the baby's soul can be restored a little.

"Evil..." Qingtong stared at him, wanting to ask him why he kissed him again just now, but felt that it was a bit stupid to ask, so he pursed his lips, but finally didn't ask.

The tossing and tossing just now exhausted the physical strength of the two of them. Qingtong fell asleep after listening to Mo Tianliao's rambling.

Mo Tianliao looked down at him, the blood had returned to his pale face, and his thin lips were a little red and swollen.He couldn't help raising his hand and stroking it with his fingertips. It was hard to imagine what he would do if he was in pain in the past 300 years. Did he often bite this beautiful lip to bleed, and whether he would hurt himself because of too much pain.

"Hmm..." Qingtong was obedient in his sleep, and leaned into Mo Tianliao's arms, pressing his face to his chest, purring contentedly.

He couldn't do without the cat, so how could the cat leave him?Mo Tianliao hugged the person in his arms tighter, and placed a light kiss on the hairy ear on the top of his head.His sensitive ears trembled, and the fur on them scratched Mo Tianliao's chin, making him grin.

This silly cat is actually angry because he misunderstood that the pendant is for someone else. The cat's jealousy is really... Mo Tianliao stretched out his hand and followed the long snow-colored hair one by one. Can he expect that his cat is too? What I like about him is that Uncle Cat doesn't realize it.

Mo Tianliao is actually a very stubborn person. He was obsessed with refining weapons when he was in the Demonic Dao. Originally, his way of cultivation was the way of refining weapons. He practiced while refining weapons. There was no delay in both. What interested him was precious. The material and the refining method that he has never seen before, so giving him a falling star stone will please him more than giving him ten beauties.

He likes small furry animals, and he wants to touch and hug them when he sees them. Of course, his favorite is his uncle cat.If he likes him, he will give him all the good things, and spoil him without principle, so that when Mo Tianliao knew that Shizun was his cat, he naturally spoiled Qingtong unconditionally.Such a paranoid liking has already surpassed the boundary between the master and the monster, not to mention, this is a guy so beautiful that ordinary people can't resist.

The two hugged each other and slept, sleeping for a day and a night.

Mo Tianliao was awakened by the sunlight, yawned, and looked down to find that Qingtong was still nestled in his arms, and his fair and handsome face was sleeping warmly, revealing a little pink.Not wanting to wake him up, Mo Tianliao kept to himself, thinking about things with his eyes open.

I'm too busy these days, and I don't have a good time to think about it.It seems that part of the power of the Demonic Dao was divided up by the Demon Lord named "Xiang", so I don't know where his old departments are now.When the Demon Palace was attacked that year, he had carefully thought about it during the 300 years he was floating. If everyone was able to break through the numerous magic circles in the Calcining Heaven Demon Palace, there must be an inner ghost, and there should be more than one inner ghost.

"Master, master!" An excited voice called him in the sea of ​​consciousness. When Mo Tianliao looked up, he saw a tortoiseshell jade figure floating in the air.

The veins on Mo Tianliao's forehead began to twitch. Seeing that the person in his arms hadn't woken up, he used his spiritual sense to talk to Taishi: "Why did you become such a virtue again?"

"I, I, I, I thought of a way to repair the little cat's spirit!" Yushi flew around Mo Tianliao's head.

"What?" Mo Tianliao asked anxiously, not caring about Taishi's appearance anymore.

"Do you see what I look like?" The tortoiseshell jade fell on the pillow and turned around, "This is it!"

Mo Tianliao: "..."

"Don't understand?" The prince jumped onto the quilt, "You kiss him to relieve the pain, which means that the touch between you two can make the soul touch, the way of heaven, the damage is more than enough to make up for the deficiency, and the soul is more than enough for you now. And not enough for kittens."

Mo Tianliao frowned slightly. The way of dual cultivation is indeed a way of complementing each other, but dual cultivation between monks can complement each other's cultivation. I have never heard of people who can complement each other's souls; Devil.

"Ordinary double cultivation is of course not enough, and I still have to rely on me at this time!" Yushi shook her head triumphantly.

Mo Tianliao's face turned dark immediately: "Don't even think about it! If you dare to touch him, I'll cut you into slices!"

"Oh, oh, where are you going?" Taishi consciously turned himself into a bullwhip, and then shattered into pieces and put them in a string. , so that the spirit and soul can blend together."

Legend has it that the fusion of the ancient monsters not only the body, but also the spirit and soul.

Mo Tianliao was silent for a moment, then slowly lowered his head, looking at the person sleeping peacefully in his arms, double cultivation...?Swallowing his saliva, it's no problem for him to do this now, but his cat still doesn't understand, if he uses this kind of reason to make him obey him, it always feels too despicable.Moreover, it will affect Qingtong's perception of feelings.

"I see, give me the pair of cultivation formulas." Niu Chong's piece instantly merged into one, and energetically pasted it on Mo Tianliao's forehead, but was grabbed by his master and forcibly turned into a brick.

When Qingtong opened his eyes, he saw Mo Tianliao hitting his head with a tortoiseshell brick.

The moment they touched each other, Taishi passed on the secret.The secret method of double cultivation of the ancient great demon is not complicated, but there are many ancient words in it that are difficult to pronounce, and you have to slowly understand them.

"Is there any alternative?" Mo Tianliao threw the brick into the air. The brick was not deformed this time, and it was still a brick. He fell on the quilt with a heartbroken heart. Hearing this, he immediately jumped up.

"Isn't this a good idea? You can drop by, hehehe..." Taishi smiled maliciously.

"Just in case!" Mo Tianliao glared at him.

"Ah, that's true," Taishi Brick thought for a moment, "In order to blend souls, there is another way besides dual cultivation, which is to make a psychic thing that can hold the souls of two people."

A psychic thing that contains the soul, this kind of thing is unheard of by Mo Tianliao after living two lives, so he picked up a brick and prepared to let him pass on the making method.

"What are you doing?" Qingyue's voice sounded in my ear with a bit of laziness and a bit of curiosity.

Mo Tianliao held up the brick, turned his head stiffly, and met a pair of glazed eyes full of disgust.He casually threw his head under the bed, smiled and kissed that smooth forehead: "Baby, wake up."

The hairy ears on the top of the head froze for a moment, turning a faint pink color, but his face showed a bit of disgust: "You're so stupid." The brick slapped his head, and since the trash came back to life, this person has become more and more stupid.

"Haha, Taishi has found a way to mend his soul." Mo Tianliao blinked, wanting to pinch those hairy ears, but he held back. If Qingtong found out that his ears were exposed, he didn't know how he would lose his temper.

"Really..." Qingtong yawned, but didn't care, turned over and planned to go back to sleep.

"I slept for a day and a night, and I can't sleep anymore," Mo Tianliao got up, and hugged the limp sleeping guy into his arms, "Didn't the suzerain say that he was going to attend the three sect conferences? When are we going?"

"Not sure yet," Qingtong reached out and took out the purple pendant from under the pillow, "How do I use this?"

Mo Tianliao took his hand, probed into the storage bracelet on his wrist, and found a silver chain. This was made for cats before. At that time, he wanted to hang a bell, but the cat was too noisy and refused to let it go. he hangs.

Use a thin chain to pass through the small hole on the pendant, and put it on for him with your own hands. The lavender hollow spar hangs between the white collarbone. Although it looks good, it is also easy to be seen.Mo Tianliao admired it by himself for a while, then made the chain longer so that the pendant could be hidden in his clothes.

"This can prevent and train the spirit horn, and it can also nourish the soul. Have you seen the hollow one? After Huaqing makes a water-like concentration pill, put it in and slowly seep it out." Mo Tianliao squeezed it with one hand. The pendant explained to him, and he wrapped his arms around the flexible waist and quietly wiped the oil.

"En." Qing Tong lazily replied, as long as Mo Tianliao was by his side, he didn't want to think too much.Mo Tianliao said so much, but he didn't remember a single word, anyway, this person will remember.

The two of them who were full of sleep went out, Qingtong shook his head, turned his hair back to black, and his hairy ears disappeared instantly.

The white-clothed maid stepped forward to serve Qingtong to wash up: "Just now the real person Xuanji came."

Qingtong raised his eyebrows, put down the cloth towel, and walked out of the hall.

On the small pavilion made of bamboo outside the hall, there is a black turtle shell, which looks one foot square, and it is comfortable to bask in the sun.

Mo Tianliao looked curiously. The strange pattern on the turtle shell was exactly the same as the shell he saw in the lake of Woxuan Cave, but much smaller than that. However, the shell looked empty, not like a living thing. look.

Qingtong stepped forward and kicked the tortoise shell: "What do you want from me?"

A black snake poked its head out of the turtle shell, looked around, was stunned for a moment, looked at Mo Tianliao who was standing aside, and shrank back a little embarrassed.

The beauty in white instantly turned into a kitten, leaped over, jumped onto the turtle shell, and stretched out its claws to dig it out: "Shrinking turtle!"