The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

"But I can tell, who bought the falling star stone?" In the private room on the third floor, a Yuanying monk wearing Liuyun Guangshou robe asked the people around him.

"It's a guest on the fourth floor," the person who talked back and forth was embarrassed. "The master device, who can go to the fourth floor, is all powerful above the gods. I can't offend."

The Yuanying monk clenched his fists. He came here by accident today. He didn’t carry so many spirit stones on his body, and he never expected that there was a falling star stone: "No, it’s just around the corner. I must get the falling star. Stone, otherwise you have to win the cheap seed."

This Yuanying monk's surname is Ding, but he is the eldest son of the elders of the Liuyun Sect refiner. His qualifications are first-class and good, but he has a younger brother who surpasses him in the talent of the refiner.Earlier, because of his calculations, he had let the cheap seed go to the Devil's Road to do the internal response. Who would have thought that the man had gone shit luck and got the instructions of Venerable Heavenly Lord, and he immediately received Zongmen's attention when he returned.

"Ding Qi Shi, the guests on the fourth floor are gone." Liuhe Auction House is co-managed by the three ancestors. There are naturally people belonging to each family. The Ding family wants to get some news. There is still a way.

"Thank you for the second shopkeeper." Monk Yuanying stood up.

"Where is Ding Qishi, this time thanks to Master Xing Ling's corner given by Master Ding." The people in the auction house smiled and looked at the hot white foxes on the stands.

Ordinary spirit horns can only teach spirit beasts who have signed blood contracts with themselves. Today, such spirit horns that can tame demon beasts are very rare. Only a few master refiners can do it.

"Hmm..." Qingtong leaned in Mo Tianluo's arms, his head splitting, and he couldn't help tightening the clothes on Mo Tianluo's chest.

Mo Tianwei dared not to stay, how far he could fly, how far he could fly, until the strength of that training corner could no longer reach the slightest, and then slowed down.The master took a flying boat and hurriedly caught up: "Come up."

Holding the master to jump on the flying boat and taking control of the flying boat with one hand, Meng Hu, who was also uncomfortable, took a breath.Meng Hu swallowed a Dingshen Pill to appease the soul, and then took it over again, indicating that he was fine, and let him look at the Master.

Mo Tiankuo was also polite, sitting with Qingtong in the middle of the boat, breaking apart the lost bloody lips, and feeding a Ningshen Pill.

"Where are we going?" Meng Hu rubbed his forehead and glanced at the master who was not in good condition. He did not know what kind of old things lacking virtue in this training spirit horn, so powerful.

"Let's go back to Zongmen first." Mo Tiankuo was saying, the flying boat stopped suddenly, causing the three people to plant forward at the same time.Mo Tiankuo hurriedly hugged the Master and rolled it in place, which relieved his strength.

"Who?" Meng Hu got up angrily, and someone forcibly prevented the flying boat from moving forward.

The person on the opposite side apparently did not expect that this instrument would cause such an effect, and he was stunned for a moment: "In the Dingzijin, the son of the Dinghu elder of the Liuyun Sect, there is no intention to offend the predecessors... Ah, it was Brother Meng."

Meng Hu frowned, and the three major sects often had contacts. He knew this Ding Zijin, not because of any friendship, because this person always seemed to be committed to knowing the disciples of various schools, and also gave him some small magic instruments.

The flying boat has a layer of light mask. If the people inside do not stand up, they can’t see outside, so Ding Zijin doesn’t know who is sitting in the boat, but since Meng Hu is here, the monk of the deity must be Wo Yunzong. The owner of the cave or the elder guarding the mountain.

"This is the case, the Liuyun Zongzongmen is about to come, and it is very necessary to fall star stone, I don't know..." Ding Zijin carefully worded.

Meng Hu black face, how does this person know that they bought the falling star stone?It must have been disclosed by Liuhe Auction House, this group of villains!"Brother Ding, this has already broken the rules of Liuhefang. You should leave as soon as possible." The meaning is clear. The elders in the ship are too lazy to care about you now. If they get entangled again, it will be sooner or later!

"It's undoubtedly offensive to be underneath. I have a top-grade spirit weapon here, and a thousand-year-old spirit grass. I just want to be able to cut the falling star stone." Ding Zijin said while squinting toward the flying boat.His father, Ding Hu, was the best refining master among the three great sects. Even the head of Wo Yunzong had to give a little face. It wasn’t necessary to have to come today. Just look at the people in the boat, and then take the father’s Just go to the door and ask for a change.

Qingtong leaned in Mo Tianluo's arms, frowned, and was really noisy. He got up and prepared to teach this ignorant junior.The clinker just propped himself up, and a sudden pain struck, and immediately bit his lower lip.There was a Yuanying monk outside, and if he knew that this Huashen power was seriously injured, he said that he would have to fight hard.

Mo Tiankuo hurriedly took the person back, pinched Qingtong's jaw, and said in a deep voice: "Open your mouth." The round blood beads overflowed from the bite's lower lip, slipped down the white chin, and dripped on the snow-colored shark.Mo Tiankuo saw his heart like a knife, forcibly squeezed the closed lower lip, leaned over quickly, and blocked the low voice that couldn't help overflowing between the lips and teeth.

The cold eyes suddenly widened, staring at the handsome face in front of him for a moment, a little stunned.What is this mobster doing?

The touch between the lips is very soft, like a gel-like osmanthus cake, with the indescribable sweetness in the coolness, Mo Tiankuo was a little fascinated for a moment, and he was in a trance for a moment, only to find out what he did under impulse.He even kissed Master!The cold hair behind him stood upright immediately, and his heart was over, and Uncle Cat would surely scratch him out of shavings.

The jade-like fingertips behind Mo Tiankuo immediately turned into five sharp claw hooks, which shone in the sunshine, damn wicked, uh... the claws that had just been raised, suddenly softened. , A warm breath slowly came over where the two met, with a light fragrance of plants and trees, which relieved the pain.

Ning Shen Dan can only stabilize the soul for a while, but cannot reduce his pain. This breath is like a clear spring poured on the dry land. Such comfort he has not had for a long time. Qing Tong couldn't help but close his eyes slowly.

Mo Tiankuo realized that he had done a stupid thing, and he dared not have any big movements that would hurt the master in his arms. He had to stiffen his body and separate them bit by bit, preparing to be beaten up by the master.Clinker, just a finger wide distance away, the sweet thin lips even followed up and kissed him again.

"Well!" Mo Tiankuo was completely stunned, staring at the handsome face close to him, his cold eyes covered by the drooping eyelids, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and scratching his face gently, itchy. , Itchy to my heart.

As you move, Taoism is natural.

As a devotion, Mo Tiankuo would not grieve himself. Since the master did not intend to kill him for a while, he really wanted to kiss him at this moment, so he embraced the beauty in his arms and deepened with his own heart. Got this kiss.

Meng Hu was so entangled by this surname Ding that he wanted to bite, but there was no movement in the boat. Is there anything wrong with Master?Thinking this way, my heart was even more anxious, and I wanted to go down and see, and a bright white virtual palm screamed towards Ding Zijin who was talking vigorously.

Ding Zijin jumped and hurriedly flipped in the air while offering a defensive treasure. The treasure light excited by the treasure was touched by the palm wind, and he was ejected a few feet away.

"Master." Meng Hu turned his head and saw that Qing Tong was standing behind him with a positive and negative hand. Although his face was still not good, his lip color was no longer as pale as that of the prince.

Ding Zijin quickly recruited Feijian to catch himself and stand firm. When he saw the people in the boat clearly, his heart suddenly blew.Even in the case of the Lord Sovereign of Woyun Sect, there is room for change. Why is it so bad that I met Qingtong real people with bad temper!"Junior...Ah..." Without a word, he was slapped again.

"Go!" The cold voice penetrated the sky with thick spiritual power.

"I don't know if it's Qingtong's real person, how much offense!" Ding Zijin didn't dare to say more, this real person didn't talk about the emotions, which caused the displeasure, let alone him, even his father came, and he beat him Not wrong.Leaving this sentence in a hurry, Feijian fart running away.

To say that a Yuanying true person, as long as he is strong enough and has enough Lingbao, he still has the power.However, Ding Zijin wanted to inquire about the news, but he didn't plan to desperately. He still planned to go to Woyunzong to change the falling star stone, saying that he could not offend others, and instead of fighting back, he was only severely repaired. Go the best way.

"Master, are you okay?" Meng Hu approached Qingtong and sat back.

"It's okay." Qingtong sat down and glanced at Mo Tianluo, who was shrinking in the corner.

"Huh? Brother, what's wrong with you?" Meng Hu leaned over curiously and saw his brother leaning against the stern, holding his head and not talking.

"No, it's nothing..." Mo Tiankuo lowered his head and moved to the place where he was at the helm. "Master, it's all right. Brother, let me take the helm." Then, I could not help but grab the position of the helm.

"Humph." Qing Tong snorted, grabbed the apprentice who was trying to get past, and slapped on the head.

Meng Hu scratched his head, although he was curious, but the teacher's order was invincible, but he honestly became a tiger, and was carried to the stern by the master with one hand.

It is said to be carrying. In fact, Qingtong just grabbed the big tiger's neck hair, and he consciously followed him. When he reached the end, he lay down and looked like a Ren Jun.

Qingtong leaned on the warm tiger and squinted at the person in front of him who didn't say a word. The black robe was blown up by the wind, and the broken shirt suddenly couldn't cover it, revealing the dark inside. Middle clothes.He stretched out his slender fingers, looked at it in front of him, and then looked at the guy who had shrunk in front, and felt his hands itchy again.

Mo Tiankuo touched Bai Dadao's face and the tooth marks on his chin, and he didn't dare to say anything.