The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

Mo Tianqi stiffened a bit, swallowed the swallow, and if he had nothing to do, he held the hand with the claw hook: "It’s cool in the night, and it should be covered when there is no hair."

"You are not hairy!" Qing Yan raised the night to see him in the eyes.

"I really didn't have hair," Mo Tian couldn't help but smile. He sat on the bed with a cheeky face and stuffed the cool hand into the quilt. "But I have leaves." He said, put one hand to the teacher. In front of the statue, the hand slowly turned into wood, with a blue texture. After a short time, a small tender leaf emerged from the fingertips, supported by a small leaf stem.

Clearly curling up the legs, originally intended to smash the guy who invaded the site, and was immediately attracted by the trembling small leaves. Put away the fingers of the claws and gently touch the little leaves. A small force of life spreads along the fingertips, bringing a little cool. Click and click again. The young leaves point to the head with the ups and downs of the fingers, then squat, break, and sway down on the quilt.

Mo Tianqi: "..." This is a small piece of leaves that was born to save him a whole day of spiritual power, so it is gone.

The handle was retracted into the bed and cleared the stupid apprentice who showed off the leaves: "Childish."

The one who said that he was only playing with leaves is not the same as you? Mo Tianqi was laughed at, and there was no reason to talk to the uncle of the cat. He shook his head and turned his hand back. He gave the teacher a slap in the corner, and the hand touched the delicate chin, and he could not help but tremble.

"Today's business, I..." Mo Tianyi put away the hand that couldn't help but touch the teacher's respect, and put his hands on his legs.

He looked at him coldly and coldly, but he wanted to see what the frivolous gangsters had to say.

"I don't mean what you mean, it's just that you bite your mouth, for a moment..." No, no, you can't say that. I am confused for a while? Will definitely be scratched into a seesaw!

"Light and thin master, you still have reason!" Qing Qi sat up.

"More than me, you are thin," Mo Tianxiao whispered. "You later came back lightly." At first he was completely distressed. The cat uncle broke his mouth and held him with his hands. He stopped using his mouth for a moment. When I realized that it was not right, I quickly let go of it. It was this person who posted it myself. Who is tempted by such a temptation?

"Rolling!" The sensitive cat's ears naturally heard the whispering complaints clearly, and the fire suddenly cleared their hearts, and they slammed into the bed and took the gangster out of bed. If not tempted by the warmth of life, how could he do this? At that time, the pain was fainting. Suddenly so comfortable, it was like a chin that was too itchy. Someone would scratch it. He would naturally hand over the chin and let the slave scratch it!

Mo Tian stunned a bit, but also got a bit of fire, could not help but said: "You are my cat, what happened?" When they were young, did they often kiss each other? Although sometimes it will be bitten by the cat grandfather, in most cases, the small hair ball is still willing to give him a kiss.

After clearing it, he slowly lowered his eyes and lie down again without a word. He took the back and rushed to Mo Tianyi, no longer speaking.

After a moment of silence in the room, Mo Tianyi realized that he seemed to be wrong, sitting on his back with his face: "Master, I..."

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

"I am going to the Magic Road tomorrow, I am afraid I can't accompany you back to the Zongmen," Mo Tianyi said with one hand on the shoulder of the bed. "Go back and let the lord show you, if you hurt the soul, wait for me." Try to be a tool to isolate the spirit of the spirit."

"Go it." The hand hidden in the quilt slowly clenched into a fist, cleared his shoulder and shook the hand of the disciple.

"Do not roll, I want to sleep here." Mo Tianyi said to take off his shoes and socks and climbed onto the bed to the side of the master.

"You..." Qing Yi turned and glared at him, just to the face that came up, the nose of the two touched each other, big eyes and small eyes.

"Little claws," Mo Tian smiled and poked the teacher with his nose. "I am not angry. Today is not good for me. I am so lascivious. I can't hold back for a while. If you are angry, you can't help it... Hey, it hurts! ”

It is very dangerous to poke the cat's nose with the nose. If you don't pay attention, you will be bitten by it. Even if the cat uncle becomes a cold beauty, it is the same.

So, the sly cat failed, Mo Tian squatted with the bitten nose, and went down the stairs to work with the master.

The bed in the lower room is not spacious and not soft. The big tiger sleeps in the middle of the bed, and the thick big tail also occupies a big place. Some people are close, don't blink, let go of the sense of God. After a while, when I found out that it was a younger brother, I relaxed and continued to scream.

Mo Tianyi sighed, and Jin Dan’s monk even went to sleep. Shouldn’t he take all the time to meditate and give the bed to the weak younger brother?

Raise the hand and push the big tiger into the bed. Mo Tianqi climbed up and leaned on the tiger. The soft and warm hairy belly was very comfortable. It is no wonder that the master always likes to rely on this position. The big tiger Xu was used to being bullied by the master. Some people did not wake up while lying on the belly.

Mo Tian licked the thick fur, the tiger's hair was a little hard, no cat hair was soft, and one hand was behind the head, quietly looking at the moonlight coming in through the window, slowly reaching out and touching himself. The lips, remembering the soft, sweet touch of today, the heart did not come to the ground for a while.

Sin has been sinned, it is his own teacher, that is his own cat! After meditation for ten times, and read the Qing dynasty exorcism, Mo Tianyi closed his eyes and went to sleep.

The next day, the flying boat was handed over to the master. Mo Tianyi looked at the door that had not been opened upstairs, and told the master to take care of the teacher and left.

Artifacts are too expensive, auction houses have to auction in large numbers, and if they are bought by others, it is even more difficult to get. There is no time to delay, he must hurry.

Yu Jian just flew out ten miles, and he saw a person standing in the void, and the snow-colored robes swayed in the wind. Then, for a moment, Mo Tianyi thought that he had encountered the celestial being who had lost his way.

"Master!" Mo Tianyi used to, "Why don't you go back?"

"As far as your foundation is built, go to the magic road?" He glanced at him and wanted to get the artifact, but he didn't want to spend money. He had already expected what the guy was doing. Going to the magic cave alone, if you are not careful, you will be smashed into a wooden scorpion, and dare to leave him alone?

"I don't fight with others." Mo Tian can't help but crack his mouth. Isn't the cat uneasy? Carefully smash the past and pull the sleeves of the master.

"Oh." Qing snorted, but did not open.

Two days later, the Magic Road, the Devil's Palace.

"The Sayādaw, there is a foundation refiner to seek to see." The guards rushed in and slammed the report.

The scorpion demon squinted his eyes to let the beautiful people around him feed the spirits, and the words frowned. The sound was like Hong Zhong: "A small Zhuji monk, dare to see the deity?" This is really a strange thing, his cruelty. The devil is famous, and a little monk dares to open this mouth!

"Yes, he said to let you bring a sentence." The guard shivered.

"What is it?" The squatter sat up and snorted, and the little monk even dared to let him bring words. If it was useless, he immediately asked someone to tear him away.

"He said, 'I am an old man, I hope the hammer can be a narration.'" The guard touched a sweat, and he did not know what the meaning of this sentence was, but the basal monk was calm and steadfast, and he did not fear the guard of the goalkeeper. He said that he could not help but believe a few points.

The Supreme Master has a big pair of tigers. Who is this person? In his real name, there is a "hammer" character. After living for a thousand years, the family has long since disappeared. If he knows his real name, he will be crucified, and the cargo can be calcined for hundreds of years! "Call him in!"

Mo Tianyi patted the kitten in the cloak, followed the guard, and lifted his foot into the magic palace.

The Devil's Palace is built on a rocky mountain. The appearance looks horrible and horrible. It is a scent of flowers and flowers. It is magnificent. Even if you want to build a palace in a precipitous place, you have to consider whether the aura is abundant or not. Lingcao and Lingmu are still indispensable.

However, don't think that the ugly stone mountain outside is just to scare people. Those are big and small spiritual mines, and there are countless spiritual stones inside! For the old repeater of the land, Mo Tianyi’s evaluation is that people are more stupid.