The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

Meng Hu embraced Xuanji's waist and dragged people to death.

Mo Xiong was unclear, so when he saw Meng Hu keep making eyes on him, he stepped forward to help him, holding Xuanji's legs.

The voice in the room became more and more intense, and Qingtong could no longer make a complete voice.

Xuanji gritted his teeth: "Let go!" This stupid tiger has a lot of strength, and the bear is even more natural, and he can't break free at one and a half moments.

"Uncle Shi, Mo is impulsive. Brother Shi is healing Master Zun, and I can't disturb him." Meng Hu said seriously.

Earlier in the Crystal Palace, I could hear it almost every day.When I heard it for the first time, the younger brother told him very seriously that he really healed him.The younger brother has worked hard to find the healing method. He knows this, but it sounds like the master seems to be suffering. He can't help but feel a little distressed.At that time, Mo Tiankuo told him this way: "This is the way the exercises are performed. At first, it will hurt a little, and it will be comfortable after a while."

Although Master Zun severely repaired his younger brother, he did not deny his claim.

"Fart shit!" Xuanji gritted his teeth and looked down at Mo Xiong who was still conscientiously holding his leg. "Why are you stopping me?"

Mo Xiong raised his head, blinked some small eyes, and said sullenly, "I don't know. I saw Meng Hu hugged me, so I hugged."

Xuanji was so angry that the shells of his two negligence masters were about to crack. He took out the turtle shell, gave it to his head, and then shook off the two stupid dumbheads and rushed to the bedroom.

"Boom!" With a bang, the mystery hit the invisible enchantment, and a big bag appeared on his head.

"Um...outside, outside..." Qingtong shoved the person, and he heard the sound of Xuanji faintly.

Mo Tiankuo raised his body slightly, the two separated their eyebrows, waved their hands, and the soundproof enchantment suddenly stood up. Before Qingtong returned to the gods, he completely cut off the external sounds.

"Who?" Qing Tong opened his eyes and tried to look out.

"No one," there were only a few monsters, and the following Mo Tianran didn't say, leaned over and kissed the moist lips, "Baby, we are healing, we can't be distracted." After that, the punishment was fierce. Forcefully.

Qingtong was trembling with excitement, biting Mo Tiankuo's shoulder.

The enchantment of the inner palace is actually a very powerful array. No matter how the mystery attacked with the magic power of the god demon cultivation, they still did not move, so they beat the turtle shell for half an hour, and finally sat on the ground in a desolate manner, bowing their heads and rubbing Turtle shell.

"Master, are you looking at numerology?" Meng Hu asked curiously as a brain came over.Legend has it that there is numerology gossip on the shell of Xuanwu, which tells the past and the future.

"Hmm." Xuan Ji slid a finger on it slowly.

"Uncle Shi, what time can we go out?" Mo Xiong asked seriously.

Xuanji glanced at him, and put the turtle shell into his arms: "Is it possible to kill Mo Tianluo?" That is to say, Xuanwu shell and endless wood are stronger.

Waiting in front of the door, the mystery was sitting for an afternoon, the sun was setting, and a long shadow of Xiao Suo was cast on the ground.

Mo Tianli hugged the soft Qingtong, did not take him to take a bath, please pat his back to coax him to sleep.

"Bath..." Qingtong pushed Mo Tianluo.

"Good boy, your internal injuries haven't gone well, stay again." Mo Tianli kissed the sweaty forehead.

The road traveled for nearly a month, and the two hardly got out of bed. The internal injuries were almost all right.Mo Tiankuo was still not at ease and felt he should consolidate the curative effect.

Qingtong glared at him weakly, without thinking about it, yawned and fell asleep, and at the moment before falling asleep, he suddenly remembered one thing: "What about them?"

The entire inner palace was covered by Mo Tiankuo's consciousness. Of course he knew what Xuanji was doing, and smiled and said, "Play outside, go to sleep, I will arrange them."

Used to have nothing to do with Mo Tiankuo, Qing Tong buried his face in Mo Tianluo's neck fossa and slept peacefully.

When Qingtong was asleep, Mo Tiankuo got up slowly, tucked in the corner, put down the window curtain, lifted the tortoise-colored candlestick that stood on the head of the bed, and took a shower behind.

There are hot springs everywhere in the magic palace, and there is a large hot spring pool in the bath room of the inner palace.Soak in a bath comfortably, Mo Tiankuo put on a regular dress in the magic palace, and then went out refreshed.

The big black bear sleeps on the ground and sleeps on all fours. It is now winter. For the bear, it is very sleepy every day, even if it is a demon who is a humanoid.The colorful tiger lies on the big bear's warm stomach, but because his body is too long, his head and hind legs hang on the ground. It looks like a big black bear covered with a tiger skin blanket.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the half-dream half-awakened tiger looked up, and saw a man with his hair scattered, a black silk suit, wide sleeves and flowing clouds, extraordinary temperament, and opened his mouth. He always felt that the younger brother looked different from before.

When Xuanji saw Mo Tiankuo, he rushed over.

Mo Tiankuo quickly turned Taishi into shackles, and with a click, locked Xuanji's hands, and whispered while clutching: "Qingtong is asleep, and Mo wakes him up."

Hearing this, Xuanji immediately lost his voice, broke away from Taishi shackles, grabbed Mo Tiankuo's collar, and sent a voice to him: "You bastard who bullies the ancestor."

"I can't say that," Mo Tianluo smiled, and also used the voice, "I raised Qingtong, and it was already set for me."

"Who agrees to give it to you?" Xuanji suddenly understood that Tian Lang, who always wanted to kill Mo Tiankuo, would have bitten Mo Tiankuo's head now if he was a dog.

The big tiger stood up, flicked his hair, and turned into a humanoid form. He shouted, "When will the injury be good, Master?"

Xuanji stared back at Meng Hu, what to do so loudly?

Looking back at the house, it was calm and calm, and I remembered that Mo Tiankuo set up a soundproof barrier, even if they broke their heads, they would not hear it!What did this bastard do to him?

"I see Master Unwilling to speak, so I cooperate," Mo Tiankuo was very innocent. He took off the mysterious hand and turned his head to answer the tiger's question. "The matter of the god's soul is difficult for a while, even if it's good, Master. It will also depend on this exercise method, I am afraid that I can't quit it in this life."

Meng Hu is very worried. What kind of evil work can still be addictive.

Mysteriously, he wanted to vomit blood, and Mo Xiong nodded: "If there is no harm, it doesn't matter if you are dependent. You have always been by your uncle."

Although the devil's palace is barren, there is no shortage of occupants in the palace. Mo Tianluo let the three guys go to the waterfall to see the situation outside the palace.

Most of the martial arts people were ejected, and Yunsong and Yunyan were no exception. Many monks were also injured, some of them were injured in various organ formations, and some suffered losses in sneak attacks and fights. Most of them were injured by the sudden burst of protection from the mountain.

The crowd gathered and counted the number and found that the elders of Liu Yunzong and Wo Yunzong were not there.

"I'll say that the map is fraudulent," a demon elder's yin and yang blamed the airway, "the people of the Liuyun Sect must know the way to open the mountain protection array. I thought that then, Ding Ziyu closed the array in the magic palace. There are opportunities."

"Yes, I said it was to publish the map, but I wanted to lie to me to open the border together to let them in." As soon as the words came out, someone immediately echoed.

"What's the matter with Wo Yunzong?" Yun Kuang frowned. She didn't believe that Qingtong was also involved in this matter. After all, in the three previous conferences, Wo Yunzong and Liu Yunzong also had a very serious conflict.

"Something is less pretentious here. Your hypocrite, right now, has been breathing a sigh of relief." The people of Momen blamed one after another.

"Previously, we met Wo Yunzong's cloaked disciple in a gap," a seriously wounded person raised his head and coughed for a while before he continued. "He took us out of the illusion, but sealed us in again. In a dreadful situation."

Hidden in the trapped formation was the killing formation. Several people who were with him were killed. He almost couldn't survive. The big mountain formation opened and he was thrown out to avoid death.

Mo Tiankuo withdrew his gaze, slightly lipging his lips, thinking that with such a toss, his resurrection would spread quickly. Unexpectedly, he wanted to trap Liubi, and skewed the conjecture of everyone.This is also good, given enough time, the top priority is to return to the stage of transformation before the crowd reacts.