The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

"You..." Qing Tong was knotted and raised his hand to beat him, slapped it up, and slid it down softly, with no strength at all.

Originally based on the difference between the two cultivation practices, it was very difficult for Mo Tiankuo to succeed, but now it is different.The cold and powerful master, lying on the bed feebly, let him do whatever he wants.

Looking at such Qingtong, Mo Tiankuo could not bear it, even if he woke up in the morning and found himself turned into a shavings, he recognized it.

Carefully peeling off the jellyfish shirt, Mo Tiankuo familiarly took off his hairy robe.The robe disappeared the moment it was torn off, revealing a thin undershirt.

The inner shirt is made of the fluff of the bottom layer, which is very soft and smooth. Mo Tiankuo couldn't help but touch it. He touched the forearm along the shoulder and took the wrist with the storage ring and held it. Pressed on the pillow, leaned over to kiss him.

Qingtong leaned his head, avoided his kiss, and sneered: "This is actually a beast ring, but I have been a baby for so many years."

Because of Qingtong's avoidance, Mo Tiankuo kissed the side of his neck, heard the words, and slowly propped up, his eyes full of sorrow.

Qingtong didn't look at him, but leaned his head and looked quietly out of the window.The walls are transparent, the scenery outside is unobstructed, the sky is full of snow, and the sky is white.

When this bracelet was made, it did have a rebound effect.Since that time the cat always scratches calcined days, while the cat, such as life Mok very few, they could not bear to beat him.So, while refining this pair of storage bracelets, he suddenly added such a function.

The kitten scratched him, and because of the formation between the two bracelets, this paw would be returned to the kitten, thereby teaching the kitten how to control his strength and preventing the uncle cat from scratching his handsome face with flowers.However, once Mo Xiaopeng was annoyed by him, biting him fiercely, but his claws were bleeding.

The kitten thought Mo Tiankuo beat him, shrunk in the corner and shivered, and did not let him touch for a long time.Mo Tiankuo felt distressed, so he gave the formation to it, thinking about it, just bite it, and the cat with a big slap didn’t have much energy.However, the basic circle of this circle is a murderous rebound circle, just like Wo Yunzong's mountain guard.

On this basic formation, many formations can be evolved and superimposed. The function of Qingtong's storage bracelet to store living things is also related to this formation. It is not easy to dismantle.What's more, the original kitten didn't sign the blood contract with him, and the demon soul was several times stronger than the human soul. For the purpose of reaching the head with the kitten, Mo Tianwei did not completely remove it.

Mo Tiankuo looked at the person with a bewildered look under him, distressed and unable to add it, stroking the bracelet on Qingtong’s wrist, and at the same time taking off the wrist brace of his left hand: “Let’s change, I’ll add that formation in the future. I only want you to beat me, if I start with you, I will bounce back to myself."

Qingtong stared at the wrists clasped in his hands, stunned for a moment, and slowly said: "Shuangxiu, will it rebound?"

Mo Tiankuo froze for a moment, hehe laughed and pulled off the last shirt: "This can't."

The shirt was wide open, but it was too late to slip off, and only slipped to the elbow, held by Mo Tiankuo, which happened to stumble and try to push his hand away.The soft, tender kiss soothed the tear-like headache, and was originally going to beat someone's hand. It gradually softened and turned to hold the pillow.

Because the spirit of the soul is dissipating every moment, although Mo Tiankuo was so excited, he still threw his head and forcibly kept himself clear.

In the white jade vial, the crystal clear juice is fragrant if there is nothing.In order to prevent himself from being too addicted and delaying the healing, Mo Tiankuo tried to tear his eyes away from the cold jade body and leaned in to kiss his lips.

"Baby, it hurts a little, bear with me." Mo Tianluo hugged him and slowly sank.

Unsurprisingly, at the moment of entering, Mo Tiankuo was severely bitten on his shoulder, and the slight pain made him more difficult to hold.

"Hmm..." Qingtong's face was sweating, his face paler with pain.

"The way of the heavens, the loss is not enough," Mo Tiankuo took a deep breath and kissed the fine sweat beads, remembering the ancient demon's double cultivation method, "Heaven and earth are the furnace, the demon soul thinks, negative yin. And Baoyang, anger and peace..."

With the idea of ​​the law, the spirits of the two began to buzz.

Although Mo Tiankuo is Jin Dan Xiu Wei, but his soul is in the form of apocalypse, and he can find a way out. This is also the key to completing the secret of double cultivation of the ancient demon.Forehead balance, Mo Tiankuo slowly invaded his soul into Qingtong's Lingtai.In the Purple Mansion of Lingtai, the crippled soul of Qingtong was curled up. It was a beauties with a faint figure, which was as good as Qingtong, but it looked very pale.The spirit of Mo Tiankuo is clear and complete, and there are also flashing white streamers from time to time, that is the Qingtong demon soul blending with him.

Lingtai originally resisted the intrusion of foreign objects. After the spirit recognized Mo Tiankuo, he gradually released the ban.Mo Tiankuo's soul rushed to the past cheering, and instantly integrated with it.

"Hmm..." The comfort from the depths of the soul instantly spread throughout the body, making Qingtong forget the pain in the body and whispered comfortably.

The blending of souls and spirits is unique to the ancient great demon double cultivation. Mo Tiankuo needs to read the tactics, but Qingtong does not use them. He was originally the bloodline of the ancient great demon. These instincts have been portrayed in the bone blood. Almost dominated, turned into thousands of light groups, tightly wrapped Mo Tiankuo's soul.

The way of double cultivation is the way of harmony between heaven, earth and yin and yang.The two spirits are like two sponges with different water absorption. The one with less water sucks the one with more water greedily.

After a round of blending, Qingtong slowly opened his eyes, and the light-colored glaze no longer had light spots escaping, and his head did not hurt.Soul repair is a long process and cannot be accomplished overnight, but this time is enough for him to support for a long time.

"Well, okay." Qing Tong recovered from the misty and comfortable feeling, his body's touch gradually recovered, and suddenly felt the foreign body in his body, frowned slightly, trying to push Mo Tianluo away.

"Baby, this is not enough," Mo Tianluo smiled and took his hand, and pressed it to the top of his head again. "True double cultivation, this is about to start." The spirit of the soul stabilized, and it was time to solve something urgent.

With a snap of his fingers, the mongoose curtains at the corner of the bed slowly fell, and the crystal clear walls gradually turned white, melting into the snowfield.

Inexhaustible power of wood, through double cultivation, was transferred to Qingtong's body to continue repairing the damaged five internal organs and meridians. Mo Tiankuo moved while releasing the soul again.The frequency of the buzzing of the soul and the sum of it, has become the effect of repairing the soul.

In the midst of the moon, Mo Tianwei satisfactorily harvested the scratches of his back, holding the Qingtong sleeping in the past, turning the wall back to transparent again, looking up at the sky and stars, but only felt that at this moment, he had the whole world.

The next morning, the morning sun shone through the transparent wall, and the thin tentacles could not stop it, and it was reflected directly on Qingtong's face.The handsome face, which was still lifeless yesterday, is now white and ruddy again, and the long eyelashes are trembling. It seems that the dream is disturbed by the dazzling light, and the eyebrows are dissatisfied.

Mo Tiankuo looked at the man who buried his face in his chest, couldn't help hooking his lips, raised his hand to bring the man to his arms, blocked the dazzling sunlight with his arms, and gently dropped a kiss on the snow-colored hair. .The hairy ears on the top of the head moved, sweeping Mo Tiankuo's chin gently.

When did it come out?Mo Tiankuo blinked, holding the tip of one ear with his lips.

Qingtong grunted, tilted his head, and pressed his head against Mo Tianliu's chest to prevent him from touching his ear.

Silly cat... Mo Tianluo watched him make a cat's movements with a human figure, and his heart was all changed. Knowing that he was tired, he no longer teased him, hugged him into his arms, and groped up and down.

Tian Jie He Huan Lu was really a good thing, did not let Qing Tong hurt.The smooth touch makes people want to stop. It was originally to check the behavior of the body and gradually taste.

"Slap!" Suddenly slapped on the back of the hand, Mo Tiankuo bowed his head, faced a pair of cold glazed eyes, and shrugged back his hand. "Does it still hurt?"

Qing Tong closes his eyes, looks inside himself, and the injuries in his body have been mostly improved. Dan Tian is intact. His head, which was always painful, is now clear.Looking up at Mo Tianluo, who was grinning and beating, he felt itchy.

"Sinner!" Qingtong raised his hand to beat him.

Mo Tiankuo quickly pulled the quilt over his head and covered his head: "Master respects forgiveness! The disciple is already seriously injured and can't stand the fight."

"Are you hurt?" Qing Tong sat up, frowning at the big drum kit on the bed. Mo Tianli was fighting with the two yesterday, and he should have been injured.Before stealing Wen Yuguo was injured by the magic circle, because then it was a game, too late to heal, and then this is the matter.

Mo Tiankuo protruded his head from the quilt, and slowly pulled the quilt away, revealing the back full of white and red roads.

"..." Qingtong raised his hand silently and extended a sharp claw hook.

"Aw!" A scream, dropped the tortoiseshell candlestick on the table into a big mouth, and flew upside down: "Wow, Master, you have a lot of'tian' on your back!"

Originally all horizontal roads, just like a neat ridge, now the vertical roads are added, crisscrossing each other, making each other interesting.

Mo Tiankuo gritted his teeth: "You still recognize the word."

"That's it!" Taishi proudly turned into a brush.

Qingtong pursed his lips, turned to the ground, and felt a softness under his feet.Mo Tiankuo's eyes quickly caught, but he was pushed away.

Mo Tianluo was stunned for a moment, looking at the person who had suddenly changed his clothes, a little panicked.He actually took advantage of the cat's danger yesterday, and was injured by Qingtong, unable to resist, and forcibly repairing it. Although the process was very good, he was destined to not be good at it with his unrequited temperament.

"Baby..." Mo Tianluo embraced the narrow waist, and he didn't know what to say. He did it like this, but it was all about the feelings, but Qingtong just promised him that he hadn't accepted it for a few days. Intimate, not to mention...

The two were sitting by the bed, the bright sunlight shining over, a little blue light was refracted to the face, and they looked down, looking at the wrist with two fingers and a sharper angle than the original wrist, the thin lips could not help but squeeze more tight.Raise your hand and take off that bracer.

"You, don't you like this?" Mo Tiankuo's heart tightened suddenly, catching the wrist brace slowly, watching the man in his arms stand up, leaving his arms, the blood red in his eyes, I really can not forgive him?People who just got this, are they leaving?No, absolutely not!

"This is ugly." Qing Tong stretched out his slender hand, pressed the bracelet on Mo Tiankuo's left hand, and put it back on his own hand. This one can still hold living things. Mo Tiankuo can't.

The blood mist in Mo Tiankuo's eyes dissipated in an instant, and he raised his head stunned.

"This seat needs to be bathed." Qing Tong raised his chin slightly, kicked Mo Tiankuo's calf with his toes, his waist was sore, and he was struggling to stand. Looking at the bathroom with three feet away, he didn't want to leave.

Mo Tiankuo returned to his mind, put the wrist brace back on his hand, and hugged the man: "Yes, Master!"