The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

Mo Tiankuo raised his hand slightly, and a stream of light descended from the sky dome, directly splitting on the top of Fengxu's head.

"Yeah!" Feng Suo exclaimed and hurriedly avoided, another streamer came in a circle, seeming to cut her in two.Feng Suo quickly pulled out a golden hairpin from the head of the gold hairpin, quickly enlarged, supported the ever-tightening aperture with both ends, broke the drink, and tossed the hairpin and the aperture at the same time. When he reached the ground, he rolled around on the ground because it fell too quickly.

The gold hairpin enlarged by "click" was split in half.

Feng Xu climbed up from the ground and patted the dust on Luo's skirt: "Gee, so many years, you still can't learn to pity Xiangxiyu."

"Are you a fragrant or a jade?" Mo Tiankuo lifted his chin, and a servant quickly stepped forward to pick up the golden hairpin split in half and handed it to him.

"Hey, my treasure!" Feng Suo stomped his feet and reached for it.

Mo Tiankuo tapped lightly under his feet, a floor tile under his feet disappeared instantly, and the burning calcined sky fire tumbled underground.The moment the wind rushed back, the three-foot-long "Golden Hairpin" slipped from Mo Tiankuo's hand and fell directly into the stove.

"Jian Tian!" Feng Suo raised his hand to hit him. Mo Tiankuo escaped sideways and shoved her along the way, seeming to throw her into the Jian Tian fire together, so scared that Feng Suo turned over in the air and flew back and forth. A few steps.

"Lao Niang is Wenxiang nephrite!" Feng Suo pinched his waist with one hand and shook his hand.

Mo Tianluo glanced at her, feeling a little sick, and turned away.

He did not care about the wind trace, followed him into the hall, and leaned on the elegant seat next to the throne, posing a pretty enchanting posture, supporting the jaw with one hand and lying on the armrest of the calcined throne: "You put it at this time I came in to entertain me like this?"

When Fang Cai talked to the manager, Feng Suo's thoughts passed from the gate. Mo Tiankuo didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. He let her in directly, and Feng Su saw the scene of his beheading the old ministry.

"I let you in, but didn't let you fly in the sky." Mo Tiankuo said blankly.

Cannot fly in the Forged Demon Palace is a thing known to the entire Devil’s Dao. Because this large mountain guard is too domineering, it’s just that there is not a single God’s mind, and you have to keep a few segments you want to be cut into segments.

"You still don't miss the old feelings like this." The wind traced his eyes, his long lashes reflecting a shadow on the bottom of his eyes.

Mo Tianwuwu took a sip of his own wine and ignored her.

I have to admit that Feng Sou is indeed a beauty. Unlike the Qingli women who are in the right way, she is like a blaze of fire, and it is charming, and I don't know how many people admire her in the magic road.However, Mo Tiankuo, who understands her nature, has always been impressed, not to mention Tian Tian's unparalleled handsome face every day, and looking at it only hurts her eyes.

"Follow me with this set," Mo Tiankuo drank the wine from the glass. "Speak, why?"

Feng Xuan saw that he didn't buy the bill, but he lipped his lips, and it was this kind of virtue, and every step had a purpose.Putting her in in advance is to warn her that Mo Xiang Chixiang usually find someone to try, but fortunately she has always been interested, and she has not brought her subordinates in.

"I haven't seen you in hundreds of years, don't you plan to talk to me about the old?" Feng Suo raised his hand, and a three-finger long hairpin flew out of Dantian and fell to the palm.The hairpin is completely dark and the shape is very simple. When it falls into the hand, it becomes a five-foot long cane.

The whole cane is burrowed, not very smooth, and the tip is slightly bent, just enough to hold.Feng Suo grasped the handle and stood the cane on the ground, making a crunchy "bang". The slightly curved shape looked like a walking stick used by an old lady.

This is Fengshou Mozun's innate spiritual weapon "Black Cloud and Wind Hairpin". Don't look at this thing and look light, but it weighs more than a thousand pounds.Although Feng Suo looked slender and weak, in fact, she was infinitely powerful. When she let Jian Tian do it, she wanted a beautiful hairpin to cheat the monks who didn't know the truth.In the end, Mo Tiankuo made a hairpin, but it was extremely ugly. It was awkward to wear on her head full of gorgeous pearl hairpins. At a glance, it could be seen that it was a weapon and had to be put into Dantian.

Mo Tianluo glanced at the Spirit Tool: "Cracked?" The cane's body had many small openings. Because the body was damaged, the formation above was also somewhat unstable.

"If it's just a crack, I'll ask you to do something?" Fengxu rolled his eyes in an inelegant manner. "Recently, the gale bursts, with only half of the previous power, and I can't control it..." Root, this dark cloud hairpin was specially made by Mo Tiankuo for him. Using both the wood and fire two spiritual powers at the same time can make a very powerful "wind return".

A few years ago, he quarreled with Ming Yao, and he gave him a slap, and broke her cane directly.Ordinary spiritual tools, if they are cracked, can be recovered after being placed in Dantian for a few days and warming up, but her walking stick will not work, because at that time Jiantian clearly told her that the several formations she insisted on adding were very fine, if damaged May affect the power, you should find him to repair in time.

Because Tian Tian died, she didn’t believe in evil, and she found another refiner to repair it. As the result, the worse the repair, the blind was repaired into a lame, which was originally just unable to shrink. This also repaired her strong wind gust. She was so angry that she killed the refiner.This time I heard that Jian Tian was back and immediately came to the door.

"Which waste touched?" Mo Tiankuo took a look at it and sneered. "This is basically abandoned. It needs to be repaired and rebuilt, or the previous price."

"Go back to the furnace?" Feng Xuan sighed, touched her cane, and turned to Mo Tiankuo with watery eyes, slowly leaned in front of him, and whispered, "Look at it for so many years of friendship, Get me cheaper."

The two were very close, looking like they were kissing on the side.

The sleepy Qingtong came over to find Mo Tiankuo, yawned a little, and walked around the pillar to see such a scene.

He did not deliberately converge, and the two on the throne turned their heads at the same time.

Qingtong wore a snow-colored wide-sleeved Chinese suit and wore a shaggy gauze loosely. Because he had just woken up, his eyes still carried the red marks left last night, directly reflecting a pair of cold beauty eyes into peach eyes.With peach blossoms on the face, but the temperament is cold, lined with the delicate and flawless handsome face, people can't breathe directly.

"Sleep awake." Mo Tiankuo lost the cane in his hand and walked over quickly, blocking the sight of Feng Shou.

Qing Tong pursed his lips, glanced at the wind trails near the throne, and said nothing.

Mo Tianluo grabbed his waist and whispered: "Is there any discomfort? Are you hungry?"

Qingtong leaned over and sniffed Mo Tiankuo's face, not contaminated with the woman's breath, only a faint fragrance of vegetation, and then pushed him away, went straight to the throne, and sat down with his sleeves.

I remember that when he was young, this woman often came to Mo Tiankuo to repair spiritual tools.Once Mo Tianli went to the refiner, he was found by the woman because he fell asleep and did not follow in time.

"Yo, baby, where are you sleeping here?" Long fingernails on Dancome's nails touched it directly.The kitten immediately fluffed up and gave her a paw.

At that time, the woman took out a bag of dried fish and tried to buy him, but the cat who was used to eating cold spring fish did not buy it at all.

"Hey, when I marry Jian Tian, ​​I can touch you," Feng Suo looked at him, holding his chin. "I've never seen a monster that looks better than you."

The little cat only remembered the phrase "I can touch you when I marry Kwon Tin". I don’t know whether it is out of fear of the bright red long nails. This phrase has always been printed on him. In his head, he was lingering.

Mo Tiankuo hurried to the past and sat with his cat, coughing a little: "Go back and rebuild, it's not cheap."

Fengxu waved his hand: "Let's go, I'll know, you'll fix it." Pull out a storage bag from the storage bracelet and throw it at Mo Tiankuo, and then look at the cold beauty again.

Daqing entered the room from Qingtong, and Feng Sui's eyes never left Qingtong.She likes handsome men the most in her life. In the retrospective magic palace, the same as the former Qiantian Demon Palace. There are handsome young people everywhere. She always likes to run to the Jiantian Demon Palace. It is also because Jiantian looks so handsome.

However, none of the beauties I have seen before can match those in front of me.

Mo Tiankuo's face suddenly darkened.