The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

The body temperature in his arms was a little low. Mo Tianyi pulled the thin quilt on the side and wrapped the two together. The sleeping person unconsciously relaxed because he was exposed to the familiar body temperature.

The sky was still shining, and the sun shone through the thin curtains, reflecting the exquisiteness and impeccable beauty. Mo Tianyi stretched out a finger and gently painted the clear eyebrows. Even if it was guessed, it was still unbelievable. Three hundred years ago, this was still a small ball of high-level spells. In just three hundred years, it was advanced into the gods, or in the case of the soul of the soul...

The monster is advanced, and the argument is slower than the person, because at the first level, the mind is not open, and you can't learn any exercises. You can only slowly absorb the aura of heaven and earth. Low-order monsters are of little use to high-ranking monks. Therefore, some people do not want to be a beast when they are low, and then repair to a high-level monster.

Slowly wrap a sleek snow-colored hair around your fingertips, and the sky is dark and dark. The past few demon statues, almost everyone has a high-order monster, those monsters can be turned into Human form, each glamorous and moving, the hair color will be the same as the coat color. Therefore, when he saw the clear blue hair turned white, he began to doubt.

"My little claws don't like lamb, and I like to play with glass beads..." Mo Tianqi whispered, and his heart was sorely hurt. He didn't know how Mo Xiaoqin learned how to split the secret of the soul, and how he was in him. The moment of death wrapped him with the soul, but in addition to the powerful spirit of the monster, there is nothing to protect him for three hundred years.

After handling the broken things in front, Meng Hu ran back in a hurry, but was locked in the outer hall.

There is a ban on the inner temple. These two slumbers are too fast to sleep. When they didn’t have time to use the squad, Mo Tianyi was able to get in. But now, since he has already entered, naturally he will not let other people Tigers, etc. come in to bother the Master to sleep.

The master had scratched the door for a while and left unwillingly. He planned to go to his own younger brother. He found a big circle and found nothing. He couldn’t help but scratch his head. Where did this kid go?

The sunset rose again, and the Qing dynasty fell asleep for a day and night.

The morning sun shines through the tulle, the long eyelashes tremble, slowly open your eyes, the original ink-colored eyelids have turned into light-colored glaze, crystal clear in the morning light, beautiful.

Mo Tianyi watched him not talking, only smiled slightly.

Qingyi just woke up, still a little confused, seeing Mo Tianyi did not feel strange, habitually rushed over and licked his face on his chest.

Breathing for a moment of stagnation, Mo Tianyi only felt that a feather was swept over the apex, itchy, and the nose was itchy...

The clearing of the face suddenly stiffened, this touch is not right, he is now humanoid!

Mo Tianyi also got a break in the future and was kicked out of bed.

"Gangster, why are you here!" Qing Yi propped up, squatting on the guy on the ground, damn, even took off his shirt, only wearing a shirt to hold the master to sleep, what body!

Mo Tianqi climbed up from the cushion and looked at him with a thick cheek on his bed: "Yestermaster fainted, I..."

Clearly look down and look down at the hair hanging down the chest, it is snow white! Anxious in my heart, I suddenly felt dizzy and my elbow was soft.

Mo Tian blinked and climbed into the bed again, holding a man into his arms, holding out a finger and gently licking the forehead of the beautiful woman in his arms.

The stun was not over, and there was a burst of pain in his head. Qing wanted to reach out and beat him, and he couldn’t lift his strength. He closed his eyes and said: "Gangster, what are you doing!"

"You were my cat, what happened?" Mo Tianzheng said of course, there is no intention of letting go.

Clearly licked, slowly opened his eyes, the light-colored glazed scorpion, quietly reflected the gentle smile of Mo Tianyi, and looked at Mo Xiaoyao when he looked at it.

The fire system is applied to the fingertips, and it is warmly attached to the smooth amount to help him relieve the headache. Mo Tian sighs: "In these years, the power to protect me is not yours? Silly cat ......"

The cold eyelids slowly hang down, and the white scorpion to the almost transparent hand slowly lifted up, and the sleek, nice-looking fingertips turned into a transparent claw tip, raising the hand, giving Mo Tianyi a slap, gangster, Where to touch it!

Nothing has been said yet, and Mo Tianyi was thrown out of the main hall of Qingning Palace on the charge of "light and thin master".

The Master refused to see him for several days, and Mo Tianyi, who was not allowed to enter the door, was helpless.

Going to the Wanfu blessings to check the jade, Mo Tianyi even saw the layer of the gods, but still did not find a way to heal the Qing. If the monk is damaged by the soul, it will not live long. As for the monster, there is little record. After all, no monster is free to separate his soul.

Mo Tianyi put down the jade, lifted his foot to see the lord, and wanted to ask some information from the lord. Listening to the master brother, the lord has been given the heavenly treasure for these years, and it is sure to know that the spirit of the Qing dynasty is detrimental, and the damage to his soul should be clearer.

As a result, he arrived at Wotian Cave and was told that the Sovereign was not there. Mo Tianyi had to turn to Wo Xuandong.

These three are brothers and brothers, although I don't know how these people are brothers and sisters with Mo Xiaozhu, but after all, they have been able to withstand the bad temper of their own cats for a long time. They should be good guys.

Wo Xuan-dong, the hall in the lake, the mysterious real person sitting on the main seat, listening to the Yuanhai with a blank expression.

"The lord called each hole to investigate the spies, and the disciples thought about it. The most suspicious of our caves are the generations of ordinary disciples." Yuan Hai took out the roster for Master.

On the Tai Xuan mainland, everyone is eager for the beast, which is not a good thing for the beast. Wo Yunzong is the only place that can shelter these monsters. Most of the demon repairs that come to the teacher are already shaped. Some of the demon-like demons can't easily see the original body. At this time, the sovereign will throw people to the mystery, let him take observation and find that it is human. Be a normal disciple.

As for why it is not apportioned to Qingzhen...

Woqing Cave, Qingning Palace.

The gray-and-white wolf ran around the kitten and circled it. When the kitten ignored him, he climbed down again, licking his ass, licking it from the cushion, and arching it with a big nose. Hairball. Then, I got a paw unexpectedly.

"Hey!" The wolf was three feet high and licked his nose. "Clear, can you not have a minimum respect for your brother?"

The white kitten opened his eyelids and glanced at him, vomiting two words: "Stupid dog."

"Oh..." Hearing these two words, the wolf finally got angry and threatened his teeth. "Give you another chance to admit that I am a wolf, otherwise..." The mouth is picked up, revealing two rows of white fangs. , flashing the forest cold.

Mo Xiao claws sit up and lick the tail.

"The lord of the wrath!" suddenly flashed a tattoo in front of the eyes, and the huge scorpion tiger rushed over and slammed the wolf of the fangs.

"Hey!" The wolf, who was pressed and unable to move, struggled, and the big tiger on his body did not mean to move. He was still persuading.

"The teacher has a bad temper, and you have a lot to bear."

The kitten Yi Yi went over and took the claws and patted the dog's head: "Isn't it known that I am a descendant of Tengu?"

"Yes!" The gray wolf, which was squashed by the big tiger, swayed its tail proudly.

"I also said that I am not a dog?" The kitten stretched out and jumped to the bed, too lazy to care for him.

The Sovereign is anxious: "But there are also Sirius on my ancestors! Really, lie to you is a dog!"