The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

The big tiger was standing in front of the bed, and rushed to Mo Tianwei, who was near, to silently grind his teeth. This brother was too bold!Actually want to frivolous Master!Do not die!

Mo Tiankuo woke up, retracted his outstretched hand, and quietly looked at the beauty on the bed, the hand covered in his sleeve slowly clenched into a fist, and gradually stretched out the green tendons, and slowly stretched out again, as if nothing Nothing happened, turned around and left, and dragged the big tiger out.

Sansang Ning Shen Guo wraps the soul, during which the damaged soul is difficult to control and may sleep for many days.

Is it difficult to control the jade slips recorded in Tianjie Lingguo?

In the few days of Master's "retreat", Mo Tiankuo didn't bother to concentrate on practicing in Houshan.

The cut fruit fragrance wood is bent and punched with wood-based spiritual force, and then burned through the needle through the wood fire, which can burn out the fruit fragrance to the greatest extent.Randomly caught a Yanling sheep, plucked and slaughtered, roasted on the fire.

Rock Ling sheep often jump on the mountain rocks, only eat the spirit grass with aura, the meat is delicious, and there is no fishy smell.There is a layer of fat on the outside of the tender meat. The fat will be roasted on the fire, and the oil will drip in the fire, and it will tingle.

Slowly brushing a layer of sauce, Mo Tiankuo looked at the white horns in his hand, took out a small carving knife, and slowly carved a beautiful face, with a beautiful eyebrow, thin lips, and a pair of eyes that seemed to be closed. Close.The carving knife paused slightly on the eyelid, but I don’t know if the cold eyes hidden in it are black as ink or light glass...

"Yo, brother, barbecue!" An enthusiastic voice rang from behind, pulling Mo Tiankuo back from Shenyou.

Meng Hu originally practiced not far away, and the smell of roasted mutton was hooked up one after another. It was really impossible for him to practice. He had to come over and search for the thing that caused the demon, and found that his little teacher was sitting in a daze by the fire.

"Brother Master." Mo Tiankuo put away the horns in his hands and raised his head to greet him.

"The craftsmanship is good," Meng Hu walked over and sat down with Mo Tiankuo on a stone, looking at the roasted lamb dripping constantly. "It seems that I have been seriously practicing the recipe given by the Master."

"Brother Master has practiced this too?" Mo Tianluo turned his head to look at him. I remember that some of the teachers and nephews said that when the master brother started to learn, he also cut trees and burned fire.

Meng Hu dryly coughed: "I am a pure fire spirit root. At that time, the Master asked me to burn something to practice by myself. I wondered if it was burnt, it would be better to burn something to eat..."

The more he said, the smaller his voice. At that time, he burned food in Houshan every day and was discovered by the master. He was forced to send a copy to the master every day, saying that it was to test the effectiveness.It is estimated that he thinks that his cultivation has achieved good results, so he added the barbecue barbecue supplementary practice directly to this method for the younger brother.

Mo Tiankuo raised his eyebrows. Although Meng Hu didn't say it, he had already guessed it, and shook his head with a smile. He took out his knife and put the roasted lamb slices down in the leaves.

"Hey, brother, don't be so polite. I'm not a master. I don't pay attention to this." Meng Hu looked at the delicate piece of meat, and felt that it was not enough to stop the teeth.

Mo Tianlan ignored him, wrapped the leaves, set aside, and gave the master a kitchen knife, the meaning is very clear, this is not for you, I want to eat and cut it myself.

"..." Meng Hu sniffed the corner of his mouth, picked up the kitchen knife, and cut off a leg of lamb by himself, hugged and began to nibble.

Mo Tiankuo took a few slices of roasted brown to eat, and looked at the master who ate his mouth full of oil, and he seemed to inadvertently ask, "Brother, how did Master's soul hurt?"

"Well?" Meng Hu raised his head from the leg of the lamb, blinked, swallowed the meat in his mouth, and wiped a greasy mouth. "This, I don't know. If you start with me, the spirit of the Master will already be there. Damaged, the Sovereign found various treasures of heaven and earth for the Master, and he could not be cured."

The older brother sagged his head, very frustrated.

"Senior brother eats slowly, I will send this meat to the Supreme Master," Mo Tiankuo stood up and patted the head of the senior brother. "If Senior Brother is fine in recent days, can you come to Houshan and give me some moves?"

"No problem," Meng Hu nodded, and it was his responsibility to teach his younger brother. "You will wait for me here tomorrow."

After Mo Tianluo went away, he gnawed the leg of lamb for a while before Meng Hu reacted. The younger brother had just patted his head!This is disrespect to the brother! So, he bite the leg of the sheep hard and had to clean up his brother tomorrow.

Carrying the roast lamb to Qingning Palace, I saw the beauty master Zun sitting in the yard to bask in the sun, and her long hair returned to black.

Mo Tiankuo didn't seem to know it. He smiled and sat next to the rocking chair, opened the leaves, the palm of the hand always had the spiritual power of the fire department, and the mutton was still warm and crisp.

"Grilled some lamb, Master tastes it." Mo Tianluo said softly when he handed the leaves to Qingtong.

The squinting eyes opened, looking at the excellent lamb, Qing Tong frowned slightly: "This seat is already digging, don't eat this."

Mo Tianluo smiled, not much, and found a glass bead: "The one who practiced hand-carving the day before yesterday also hoped that Master Zun would not dislike it."

"What does this mean?" Slender fingers lifted up, just hit the crystal beads, and paused again. Who gave Master the glass beads?

"It's meaningless, I feel pretty, I don't know who to give it to." Mo Tiankuo fiddled with the beads in his hand for a while, twisted one, popped out, and the round glazed beads immediately rolled up on the bamboo pavilion and issued "Ping. "Ping pong".

Qing Tong's slender hands on his legs instantly tightened his clothes, and the cold eyes turned away, looking away, but his hands were still tightly held by the voice of Liu Lizhu.Mo Tiankuo looked at him like this, and immediately felt distressed. He got up and picked up the glass beads, wiped it, and put it into Qingtong's hands together with those in his hands.

"I went to practice." Mo Tiankuo said nothing and got up and left.

When others were gone, Qingtong slowly opened his hands, crystal clear glass beads rolled in the palm of his hand, stretched out a slender finger to fiddle for a moment, and whispered: "This lamb is so filthy, this seat does not like to eat..."

The next day, Meng Hu really was waiting for Mo Tianluo in the same place, ready to teach his brother a lesson.

"I heard that Senior Brother is good at using big swords," Mo Tiankuo looked at the senior brother who clenched his fists, and said quickly, "The spiritual growth has been smooth recently, but there is no one to practice on the move."

"What's so difficult, I will suppress the cultivation base to be the same as you," Meng Hu heard the words and immediately pressed the cultivation base to the practice of Qi and fulfilled his energy, leaving his sword and only a common magic weapon. Tiger-headed knife, "I haven't seen you in a few days, and your cultivation has improved again."

Mo Tiankuo raised his eyebrows. This brother didn't seem to be surprised that he cultivated so fast. He looked down and took out a wooden sword.

"Senior brother, I changed the common magic weapon to let you, what's wrong with your wooden sword?" Meng Hu was suddenly not happy. In his view, the weak younger brother would be beaten down by him.

Mo Tiankuo didn't speak, grabbed a sword flower and directly attacked the past.

"Oh!" Meng Hu was startled and hurried to avoid. The angle of the sword was extremely tricky, and he almost poked him into the armpit, suddenly daring not care.

In the last life, Mo Tianluo had a general spirit root. In addition to not spending money on spirit stones to increase spiritual power, he practiced spells day and night, whether it was purely spiritual spells or swordsmanship.And before he became famous, he followed the old bastards, all of which were shameful tricks.

The wooden sword stabs with the spirit fire, and at the moment of being blocked, a thorny cane emerges from the tip of the sword and pokes straight into Meng Hu's eyes.Meng Hu turned his head to avoid it, pinched the cane, and a fire dragon's fingertip burned back along the cane.

Mo Tiankuo gave up the burning rattan decisively, turned around, and at the same time flicked his fingers, a tiny fire snake suddenly rushed out and went straight towards Meng Hu's crotch.

"Oh!" The crotch caught fire, and Meng Hu jumped three feet high, hit a roll in the spot, sucked the fire into the palm, and threw it backhand.

Mo Tianluo took the wooden sword to catch the flame, and the turquoise fire in the wood burned at the sword end.

"It's too sinister!" Meng Hu hummed up.

"If there is a life-and-death fight, what kind of grace can't be achieved?" Mo Tiankuo didn't care, letting the wood sword burn out in the wood fire.

Meng Hu felt very embarrassed that he had lost his fight with his siblings. He said that the next day he would pull him for another round, and he lost again.

The resolute and unyielding master brother became more and more courageous in fighting, and every day he held Mo Tianluo to fight.Slowly, he didn't lose as fast anymore, but he was still yelled by Mo Tiankuo's endless insults.Mo Tianluo asked him to mention Xiu as the foundation, and the two barely played a tie.

In the discussion with the master brother, Mo Tiankuo gradually practiced the body of this divine tree, and also integrated some common moves of the previous life, and cultivated it for rapid improvement.Finally, on a sunny morning, the foundation was successfully built.

Building a foundation is the first step on a fairy road. Accumulating a thick foundation will trigger a small-scale celestial phenomenon.

On the morning of the original wind and calendar, suddenly there was a thick cloud, a green awn, and a red light, which turned into a winding beam of light, and emptied into the sky from the small courtyard of the partial palace of Qingning Palace, and then disappeared.