The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

This little green bud is the condensed soul of Mo Tianying. There are only two leaves in the bare, with a weak green light. The kitten lifted his claws and patted the green leaves. The leaves were slightly closed and wrapped around the pink claws.

The kitten sticks out his tongue and licks the young leaves. Qing dynasty can feel that this is the **** of Mo Tianying, although he wants to scratch, but he is afraid of scratching it, he can only touch it carefully.

The soul of the buds is indeed very fragile, but it is also very sensitive. The small tongue with barbs squats on the buds, as if it is directly scraped on the soul, causing Mo Tianyi to tremble. I want to say two words to my cat, but now it is the state of the soul, Zhang is not allowed.

At the beginning, there was a chance to sin against the crime. The jade fruit was turned into a twilight strip, and it was placed on the green bud, holding a small mouth and telling the owner what he wanted.

"Get out of the way!" said Tai.

The kitten snorted and silently showed his claws.

"Too too, this seat says you!" Taishi said very loyally to the words of the master's sea, and it looked like a snake that had lost heart, and turned his head to one side, "Master, Don't say that, without me, you can't talk."

Sit back and sit down leisurely, licking his paws and watching the self-talking snake.

"you shut up!"

"Good master, I won't say it, you said."

"Baby, don't worry, wait for the turn of the gods to go, let's move outside the woods."

"Oh..." Qing Yi walked over and took the artifact that looked like a glimpse. He nestled beside the green bud, smashed into a ball, and yawned lazily.

The trunk was immersed in silence, and Mo Tianyi was not in a hurry to speak. He quietly enjoyed the feeling that the soul was wrapped in cat hair, just like lying naked on the endless fur belly, so beautiful and tearful.

"I clearly saw a shadow flashing over, how can I not see it." The voice of the Yunzong disciple came from outside the tree.

"Catching over there, that person must be a treasure to escape!" A voice that seems to have heard it is close behind.

"Ding Fengzhu, how come you?"

The peak of the Yunyun sect is like the consul of Wo Yunzong who is in charge of the blessed land. He is in charge of one place because of his ability to be outstanding or to cultivate himself. Since it is the name of Ding, should it be Ding Zijin’s family?

After waiting for a while, the footsteps gradually drifted away, and the person who spoke earlier came back and met another disciple who was searching.

"how about it?"

"The elders are using the gods to check, and Ding Feng has taken a treasure for searching for living things, and they don't need us."

The two disciples sat down beside the Mo Tianyi, one of them yawned by his trunk: "Wen Yushu has not been stolen for many years, and the law has heard that it is not a secret passage of the sculptor. So easy to crack it?"

The kitten licked his ears with his hind paws and glanced at the green shoots with contempt.

Mo Tianqi shook the blade, how could it be that he was clothed? There is only killing and ringing in the face, just like using the power to pull countless threads, touching a trick that will lead to killing, and notifying the elders, in Mo Tianyi's view is simple and rude, no technology at all. If he is allowed to lay the guardian tree, he will definitely use the killing stack to stack up the trap, and more importantly, to make a magical array around the tree, let people see the wrong position of the tree, and then touch the array when stealing things. .

At that time, when calculating this array, Mo Tianyi paid special attention to whether there was a magical array. As a result, the whole formation method changed from an iron cage to a bamboo fence, which was in vain before him.

"Hsu is that person is also a descendant of the sculptor?" Another person responded, and then both of them laughed. There are so many sages in this world, even the Dingfeng masters do not know whether it is true or false. .

The two chatted about the Dingfeng Lord. They couldn’t talk without a tree or a cat. They listened to the message with their ears.

The Ding Feng’s name is Ding Ziyu, and it was cultivated in the middle of Yuan Ying. Because he had previously offered a treasure to the lord to search for the beast, he contributed a lot, and arranged various guardian arrays for Zongmen. The reason why Liu Yunzong attaches importance to the formation of the law is the prohibition of the law, which is the handwriting of this Ding Ziyu. Some time ago, the lord unleashed him as the peak, and even his brother, Ding Zijin, had never had such a privilege.

Because the hills of the Yunyunzong are not as many as the blessings of the Yunyunzong, the important peaks are less than ten. Most of them are guarded by the elders of the gods. Only a few peaks are the Yuan Ying period, only the ability People who donate special skills can win this award. It can be imagined that there is no such thing as the scenery of Dingziyu in Liuyun. It is no wonder that Ding Zijin is so anxious to want to fall into the stone.

"Ding Fengzhu is a descendant of the sculptor!" Two chatter people talked about the word "calculated", the tone is very revered.

"Hey, who would like to be sent to be a plaything, can actually get the blue eyes of the sculptor, and pass the clothes to him."

"Yes," another person attached a sentence, look around, and then whispered, "You said, did the calorie sage with Ding Ziyu..."

"Oh, that's hard to say, or why teach him so much, even tell him about the battle of the Magic Palace?"

"The beauty is wrong..."

The two looked at the time is not early, did not dare to stay for a long time, they patted the **** and left, continue to pretend to search.

In the trunk, the snow-colored kitten has raised its claws toward the tender green shoots.

Mo Tianyi quickly lifted two leaves for mercy, heaven and earth conscience, and he did not even remember who Ding Ziyu! When I was sent to him, I had a leg with him. I don’t know if I don’t know how to burn it.

After waiting for an hour, the people of Liu Yunzong began to investigate other places. Mo Tianyi felt that the atmosphere of the elders of the gods had not dissipated, and the powerful gods swept over him over and over again. When the gods are not on him, they raise the roots and move a little to the edge of the forest. The moon is rare, and a bald tree moves slowly under the moonlight.

"The shameless thief, where did you hide?" The elders of the Yunyun sect violently hovered in the void, sweeping through the powerful gods one inch and one inch, and examining the living things in the woods one by one, nothing happened. Can it still be drilled into the ground?

When the elders rushed to report to the lord, they told Zongmenzhong to check all the guests who were not in their rooms. When Mo Tianyi stood up, he sacrificed the flying sword and prepared to go, but could not help but sigh. There are still injuries on the body, afraid that it is not flying fast.

"Well?" The elders who have not yet gone seem to have sensed something and swiftly returned. Mo Tianyi was shocked, and the strong action used the spiritual power, and a blood suddenly came up, and he was swallowed by his birth, and he could not leave blood.

Clearly slammed, grabbed his collar, turned into a streamer, and quickly returned to their small courtyard, quickly, not seen by the elders to capture a trace.

"Oh..." Back in the yard, Mo Tianqi sighed and couldn't hold it anymore, spurting a **** softness on the ground.

Qing Qing grabbed his collar and dragged him back to the bed, grabbing a medicinal herb and stuffing it into his mouth.

Mo Tianyi swallowed the medicinal herbs and blinked: "Baby, what medicine did you give me?"

"I don't know." Qing looked at him with a pair of light-colored glazes.

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"Well?" Clear eyes, the glass of eyes instantly turned into ink.

Today is the day of the three conferences, there will be a grand ceremony, they are all to participate. Fortunately, this injury is not heavy, Mo Tianzhen tempered for a moment, the chest is no longer sullen, you can walk, and then get up.

Too early is still a hedge, wrapped in a piece of jade fruit slowly followed.

Mo Tianqi turned back and looked at it without saying a word.

Too shivering and shaking the Wenyu fruit in his arms to Mo Tianyi. When he picked it up, he became a big mouth: "What, master, last night, I am not afraid of me, I am not thinking about it. Let more cats and cats steal a fruit! The more Wenyu fruit eats, the more stable his soul is, hey, hot and hot!"

The big mouth was lit, and immediately flew around the room. It was hard to extinguish the fire. When the master saw him burn it, he immediately hid to the side of Qing Dynasty. He had not been opened yet and was frozen into a hail.