The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

The purple Nine Soul Crystals seem to be much lighter in color due to the hollowing out, showing a faint pink-purple color. Scratches the skin.Falling into the palm of white to almost transparent, even more crystal clear.

The cold eyes looked at Mo Tiankuo on the ground lightly, without concern or ridicule, but just looked at it like this: "You have been in retreat for ten days, just to practice this?"

"Yes..." Mo Tiankuo took a breath and was about to get up, suddenly widening his eyes and leaning forward, "Hey, don't!"

Seeing that the white hand turned suddenly, the nine soul crystal pendant of the palm fell straight down to the ground.Qingtong was originally just unhappy, never seeing this idiot cultivating things for anyone but him.Now seeing Mo Tiankuo disregarding his weakness, he rushed over to pick it up. He suddenly got angry and waved his hand. The pendant that almost fell into Mo Tiankuo's hand flew out instantly and slammed heavily on the refining furnace. Crackle.

The crystal slag splashed on his face, Mo Tianluo suddenly changed his face, and couldn't help shouting, "What are you doing!" Climbing up, quickly picking up the pendant, the strand of soul trapped in it will immediately escape , Mo Tiankuo quickly held the pendant in the palm of his hand, calmly breathing, and then absorbed the soul that was finally drawn out.

There is not a lot of spirits, and it would be fine for him to lose this headache for a few days at most, but there is also the spirit of Mo Xiaoclaw.For the incomplete spirit of the soul, every bit of it is precious. If it is lost because of this and it cannot be repaired in the future, Mo Tiankuo really has no place to cry.

Qingtong was taken aback by the sudden scolding, took a step back, and then froze.Mo Tiankuo, actually, yelled at him for a magic weapon refined for others!Slowly turned around and quickly left the fire room.

Mo Tian wasted a lot of energy before absorbing the soul back, opened his eyes and touched the cold sweat on his forehead, the original spiritual power was wasted, so tossing, only felt a burst of black before his eyes.After swallowing a rejuvenating elixir and inhaling another spirit stone, it was possible to repair the broken nine soul crystals one or two.

Fortunately, it was just a bump. Although the spirit was leaked, the magic circle in it was still intact. Mo Tiankuo took some other materials and repaired them. He quickly repaired the appearance of the defects, which seemed to be generally the same as the original. two.

"Although I don't want to remind you, my master, but you just scared the kitten away, and if you don't want to coax, don't want to go to bed tonight, Gee." Tortoise's big mouth opened coolly.

Mo Tiankuo remembered this. He was just anxious, but he lost his temper with the master. He patted his forehead, ran out with his legs raised, and fell as soon as he reached the door.Just after the refining was completed and it took a lot of soul, Mo Tiankuo didn't have any energy at all now. If he gave a pillow, he could fall asleep immediately.

Patting his face to keep himself awake, Mo Tiankuo took a pill from the storage bracelet and swallowed it, feeling that the body had regained strength, and immediately stood up and walked towards Qingning Palace.

"What's wrong with him?" Mo Tiankuo asked Taishi as he walked. These few days he had a refining device, and the kitten didn't come to accompany him.

"How else can the cat be angry and give a reason?" Taishi said happily, "Lang Jun's heart has changed, and does not return, babble, does not return, how is the concubine..." He sang aloud, somehow he learned the tone, and he was very sad.

"Shut up!" Mo Tiankuo rubbed his forehead. His head was aching. As a demon, his temper was not good. All the patience and tenderness in his life were consumed by this cat. Today's business It is false to say that he is not angry. This uncle is getting used to being less and less ridiculous.However, Jiu soul crystal fell all of a sudden, he had a headache, afraid of what happened to Qingtong.

Stopping in front of the Qingning Palace, after a pause, he lifted his feet and walked in. Mo Tiankuo spurted himself in his heart and pushed open the door of the inner hall.

The door was half-covered and there was no prohibition. Mo Tiankuo walked in lightly and saw the person lying on the bed at a glance. He could not see his face with his back, and he must be angry.Climbing into bed, Mo Tianluo pursed his lips, grabbed the Master's shoulders, and slowly walked over: "That... Qingtong!"

Before coaxing the cat's words, Mo Tianluo exclaimed suddenly, quickly hugged the person trapped in the bed halfway into his arms, and anxiously dragged the pale handsome face with one hand: "What's wrong? Does it hurt?"

"Um..." The long eyelashes tremble and open slightly, the big sweat beads dripping down one by one, and the mouth is opened, but there is a low groan overflowing, holding the hand of the bed sheet, Green muscles have already appeared.

Oops, it must have been Fang Cai who had touched Qing Tong's soul.

Qingtong was so painful that he couldn't see people clearly, and he felt in a trance that Mo Tianluo was coming.

This man, since he was very young, took him away, gave him something delicious and fun, let him scratch and bite, and in the cold night tore his collar and hugged him to sleep.These loves cannot be given by Master or Brother.For the kitten who just lost his parents, this guy who always smiles a little silly is all he has.

Never thought about it, Mo Tiankuo will no longer spoil him that day.Knowing that he likes furry things, but only likes it, Mo Xiaoclaw is very clear that those small things are not for Mo Tiankuo, and in case he is not in his own right, so when he knows that Mo Tiankuo wants to give Frost Blade practice Although he cared a little, he didn't get angry.

It was just this time that it seemed different from the past. This man didn't need any reward. He spent ten days refining that kind of thing. He was tired like a dead dog. He was not allowed to touch the pendant or even get angry with him.

Suddenly hurt, Qingtong quickly left the ground fire room, feeling that he couldn't stay there for a moment, and he didn't want to see Mo Tiankuo's angry face at all.

"You... walk away..." Qing Tong shivered and raised his hand to push him.

Mo Tiankuo was so distressed that he would listen to him. He fumbled into the storage bracelet, but he couldn't grasp his wrist because of the unrest.

"Ah..." She finally caught her wrist, and Qingtong suddenly yelled in pain, and her hands were suddenly raised to hug her head.

"Qingtong, Qingtong!" Mo Tiankuo hugged people tightly, "Good, not afraid, I am here."

"Hmm... it hurts... it hurts..." Qing Tong was already a little unclear, leaning on his familiar arms, his voice was weak, as if calling for help like coquettish.

Mo Tiankuo's heart shattered when he heard it. He held him and went to the suzerain, but he was caught by his slender hands, his thin bloody lips slowly came over and kissed his tightly. lip.

The movement of holding people immediately stopped, Mo Tiankuo's eyes widened, and the beauty in his arms looked like a cat, and he could not carelessly touch his lips, only to feel his head buzzing, and suddenly forget everything. Too.Mo Tiankuo, who slowly embraced the clumsy kiss, dragged his back with one hand and kissed deeply.

The sweet taste is intertwined between the lips and the teeth, the light and cool touch is enchanting. The light hum that comes out of the nose is maddening, and it tastes at ease, slightly relieving the urge to be lifted. The middle man is in pain, and can't spend his own time ignoring his life and death.

I was about to tear my lips off from that beautiful place, and suddenly I heard a pleasant grunt overflowing from Qingtong's throat. Mo Tian stunned for a moment, and I felt it carefully. The tight body in my arms was slow. Relax slowly, even with some comfortable laziness.

How is this going?Can a kiss stop the pain?Mo Tiankuo was shocked by his absurd idea, slowly separated, and his thin lips came back like last time.

It seems that it can really stop the pain, there is such a good thing!

In Mo Tiankuo's heart, there are five flavors of miscellaneous things, and all kinds of miscellaneous thoughts are coming.

He is my cat, so it seems bad to bully him with instinct...

He is my master, so he seems to be bullying the master and destroying the father...

However, this kind of temptation, Buddhism can't resist...

However, I like him and I have no plans to resist...

When he wakes up, will he scratch me into shavings...

In the end, all the miscellaneous thoughts were tangled together and shattered into slag, leaving only one sentence, "If there is a bargain, it is king!"

So, Mo Tiankuo obeyed the nature of Moxiu, and as he pleased, he embraced the beauty in his arms and fell back to the soft bed. He kissed the sweet lips deeply and stroked the soft hair with one hand.

The soul was unstable, and the original ink hair became snowy white, spreading out softly, lined with the clear pupil that turned into light-colored glass, so beautiful.

Mo Tiankuo took advantage of him while rubbing his head to relieve his headache.

Taishi quietly turned into a candlestick, crouching on the head of the bed and pretending to die.At this time, I no longer know how to shut up, otherwise I awakened the two people, waiting for him is the test of ice and fire.

From the beginning of refining artifacts in the magic palace, this cat has not sprayed ice balls on it. At that time, it was still the weak psychic that was just stripped from the heaven and earth by Mo Tiankuo, and it was very fragile!It was so frozen that it hurt so much that even now with an indestructible shell, it is still very afraid of the cat's ice ball.

As for the fire in the wood... Taishi pretended to have dropped a drop of tortoiseshell melt, and when she said too much, she was in tears.

"Hmm..." The lips and teeth touched, and the severe headache was relieved. As the kiss deepened, the other half of the soul seemed to be able to touch it slightly. The feeling of broken mirror and roundness was really beautiful.Qingtong gradually regained his consciousness and realized what he was doing, but he did not push Mo Tiankuo away, but let him do it.

One is lack of energy, and the other is too comfortable.

Seeing the cold eyes open, looked at him quietly, the light-colored glazed eyes were clear, and the master was sober!Sober and let him be thin!

Mo Tiankuo only felt that a fire was quickly ignited in the body, burning all the intellect into ashes, the deeper the kiss, the deeper the hand on the top of the hair moved down, and dived into the snow-colored coat .

"Hmm!" Qing Tong opened his eyes wide. What is this guy doing?There is no hair now, and dare to touch it!The hand hanging on one side slowly lifted up, and the five cold claw hooks opened instantly.

"Oh! It hurts!" The intimacy of Ao Fang ended with Mo Tian's scream.

Taishi flew over and expressed deep sympathy for his owner, and turned into a pile of tortoiseshell shavings, indicating that he was willing to share the pains with the owner.Mo Tiankuo was very moved and rewarded him with a fireball.

"Aw! Hot! Hot!" Taishi grievously flew away, fell to the window sill and turned into a tortoiseshell flower, and thrown out a few petals to be weak.

Mo Tianluo touched the white path on his face and neck, looked at the clear speech with his back to him, rubbed against the bed sheet, and hugged people from behind: "Does it still hurt?"

Qingtong raised his hand without saying a word, and the tips of the claws had not retracted.

Mo Tiankuo withdrew his hand pretendingly, took out the nine-soul crystal pendant he had just trained from his sleeve, and slowly reached out to Qingtong: "This, you take it with me, I withdraw the spirit inside, I'm not afraid of falling." Just thinking about repairing the soul for him, forgetting that this cold beauty is actually an active cat uncle, it is very dangerous to bump it.It was only that moment that made him feel terrified, but he dared not let the soul go in again.

Qingtong looked at the pendant reaching out and blinked. Is this for him?Slowly reach out and hold the pendant in your palm: "Aren't you for Frost Blade?"

"Ah?" Mo Tiankuo was queried by this dumb sentence. The reaction didn't come to me until a long time ago. His mouth slowly opened, and the bigger he grew, the faster he stopped at the root of his ear. Out of the storage bracelet, he pulled out a round ball that was not slippery. "This is for frosting. He conceals silver for me. I always have faith."

Qingtong glanced at the ball. The silver on it was very casual, and looked messy. The crystal was obviously cut in a simple and rough way, and there were corners in some places.I was satisfied. I put the pendant in my hand under the pillow and buried half of my face in the soft pillow.

Mo Tianluo lay behind him, watching the pair of snowy white ears coming out of his head, turning into pink one by one.

"This seat is exhausted, please step back." Qing Yue's voice was a bit lazy, still cold and majestic, but the hairy ears were getting red and red, turning left and right without knowing.

Mo Tiankuo felt that his nose was itchy. He quickly covered his nose and meditation to clear his mind. He pulled the thin side to cover the person, but did not plan to go. He stretched out his long arm and put the awkward beauty into his arms.

"You..." Qingtong turned to stare at him, but the person who came up lightly pecked at the corner of his lips, the ears on his head were suddenly pursed, but his face was full of indifference.

Mo Tiankuo couldn't bear to laugh and endured a stomachache. No matter how Qingtong glared at him, his long legs stretched out to encircle the person, and he touched the handsome side face: "Good, I'm also very tired. I have been practicing for ten days. You fell, you won’t be able to climb at this moment, let’s sleep together.”