The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post Chapter 40: Coax the cat

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Mo Tianliao stiffened a bit, swallowed his saliva, and held the hand with claw hooks nonchalantly: "It's cold at night, cover it when it's hairless."

"You are hairless!" Qingtong raised his night-seeing eyes and stared at him.

"I'm really hairless," Mo Tianliao couldn't help laughing, and sat cheeky on the edge of the bed, stuffing his cool hand into the quilt, "but I have leaves." He said, holding a hand Reaching out to the master, that hand slowly turned into wood with a cyan texture. After a while, a small tender leaf slowly emerged from the fingertips, supported by a small leaf stalk.

Qingtong bends his legs, originally intending to kick the guy who invaded the site casually, and was instantly attracted by the trembling little leaf. Putting away the fingers of the paws, and gently touching the little leaf, a small force of vitality spread along the fingertips, bringing a little coolness. Click, click again, the young leaves lit their heads with the ups and downs of the fingers, then clicked, broke, and danglingly landed on the quilt.

Mo Tianlio: "..." This is a small leaf that was spawned after spending a whole day's spiritual energy accumulation, and it just disappeared.

Retracting his hands under the covers, Qingtong glanced at the stupid apprentice who showed off the leaves: "Naive."

It sounds like the one who just played with the leaves is not you? Mo Tianlio laughed angrily. There was no reason to talk to Mr. Cat. He shook his head, turned his hand back, and tucked the quilt corner of the master. His hand touched the delicate chin, and his heart trembled.

"Today's matter, I..." Mo Tianlio put away the hand that couldn't help but want to touch the master, and put his hands on his lap honestly.

Qingtong stared at him coldly, but wanted to see what this flimsy master's disciple had to say.

"I didn't mean to be frivolous, just watching you bite your mouth open, for a while..." Can't help it? No no, you can't say that. Confused for a while? Will definitely be scratched into a washboard!

"Favourable Master, you still have reason!" Qingtong sat up.

"I'm not the only one who is frivolous," Mo Tianliao murmured, "You came back frivolous." At first, he was completely distressed by Mr. Cat. He bit his mouth and hugged him with his hands. After realizing something was wrong, he quickly let go of his mouth. This person posted it himself. Who can bear such temptation?

"Boom!" The sensitive cat ears naturally heard the whispered complaint clearly, Qingtong suddenly became angry, kicked it, and kicked the evildoer out of bed. If it weren't for being tempted by the warm vitality, how could he do such a thing. At that time, the pain was almost fainting. Suddenly it felt so comfortable. It was like an extremely itchy chin that was suddenly scratched. He would naturally pass his chin over and let the slave scratch it!

Mo Tianlio staggered, and was also a little angry, and couldn't help but said, "You are my cat, what's the matter with you?" Didn't they often kiss when they were young? Although he sometimes gets bitten by the cat, but in most cases, Xiao Maoqiu is still willing to kiss him.

Qingtong was stunned for a moment, slowly lowered his eyes, and lay down again without a sound, turned his back at Mo Tianliao, and stopped speaking.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and Mo Tianliao realized that he seemed to have said something wrong, and sat back on the bed with a shy face: "Master, I..."

"Let's go." The cold voice was a little tired.

"I'm going to the magic road tomorrow, I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you back to the sect," Mo Tianliao grabbed the shoulder of the person on the bed with one hand, "Go back and let the sect master show you whether it hurts the soul. When I come back, I will try if I can make a magic weapon to isolate the spirit power of the soul training angle."

"Go away." The hand hidden in the quilt slowly clenched into a fist, Qingtong moved his shoulder and shook the disciple's hand away.

"Don't roll, I want to sleep here." Mo Tianliao took off his shoes and socks and climbed onto the bed and rubbed against Master.

"You..." Qingtong turned around and glared at him, just to meet the rubbing face, the noses of the two touched, their big eyes stared.

"Small Claw," Mo Tianliao poked the Master with his nose grinning, "Don't be angry anymore, I'm not good today, I'm lustful, I didn't hold it back for a while, if you get angry, just... It hurts!"

Poke a cat's nose with the nose is very dangerous. If you don't pay attention, you will be bitten severely, even if the uncle cat becomes a cold beauty master.

So Mo Tianliao, who failed to coax the cat, clutched his bitten nose, and went downstairs to live with the big brother.

The bed in the lower room is not spacious or soft. The big tiger slept around in the middle of the bed. The thick tail still took up a lot of space. People approached without opening their eyes. Let go The divine sense felt it for a while, and when he found out that he was the junior, he relaxed again and continued to whistle.

Mo Tianliao sighed. The Golden Core cultivator was still asleep. Shouldn't he seize all the time to meditate and give the bed to the weak junior brother to sleep?

Raising his hand and pushing the big tiger into the bed, Mo Tianlio climbed up and leaned on the tiger. The soft and warm fur belly was very comfortable. No wonder Master always likes to lean on this position. Big tiger Xu was used to being bullied by the master, and some people did not wake up while lying on their belly.

Mo Tianlio rubbed the thick fur. The tiger's fur was a bit hard but not as soft as the cat's fur. He placed one hand behind his head and quietly watched the moonlight coming through the window. He slowly stretched out his hand and touched it. I touched my lips, thinking of the soft and sweet touch today, and my heart throbbed for no reason.

Guilty, sin, that is my master, that is my cat! After reciting silently ten times and reciting the Pure Heart Exorcism Secret Art again, Mo Tianlio closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The next day, handing Feizhou to the senior brother, Mo Tianlio looked at the door upstairs that had not been opened, and told the senior brother to take care of the master, and then left.

The artifact is too expensive. The auction house has to rush to a big auction held only a few years ago, and if it is bought by someone else, it is even more difficult to obtain. Without delay, he must pass quickly.

As soon as the Yujian flew ten miles, he saw a person standing in the void, and his snow-colored robe was swaying in the wind. For an instant, Mo Tianlio thought he had encountered a banished immortal who accidentally descended to the world.

"Master!" Mo Tianliao rushed over, "Why don't you go back?"

"Just your foundation and cultivation base, go to the magic way?" Qingtong glanced at him, wanting to get the artifact, but didn't want to spend money, he already expected what this guy would do. Go to the devil's cave alone, if you are not careful, you will be blasted into a wooden ballast, so you dare to leave him alone?

"I don't fight with others." Mo Tianliao couldn't help cracking the corners of his mouth. Uncle Cat is not at ease, right? Carefully rub it over and pull the sleeve of Master.

"Humph." Qingtong snorted, but didn't shake it away.

Two days later, the Demon Road, the Demon Palace.

"Sir, there is a master builder who builds a foundation to see you." The guard ran in quickly, kneeling to report.

The Demon Slayer squinted his eyes to let the beauty around him feed the spirit wine, frowned upon hearing the words, and said like Hong Zhong: "A little foundation building monk, dare to ask to see the deity?" This is really a strange thing, he But the Demon World is famous for his brutality, and a little monk dared to open his mouth!

"Yes, he said let me bring you a word." The guard tremblingly said.

"What is it?" Venerable Land Killer sat up and snorted coldly. The little monk even dared to let someone give him a word. If it was useless, he would immediately ask someone to tear him up.

"He said,'I am an old friend, I hope the hammer can tell me.'" The guard touched a sweat. He didn't know what this sentence meant, but the foundation-building cultivator had a calm temperament. Without fear, he couldn't help but believe what he said.

Venerable Landslayer's eyes widened. Who is this person? There is a "hammer" in his real name. He has lived for thousands of years, and his family has long since disappeared. Those who knew his real name had burnt the sky, but the burnt sky has been dead for hundreds of years! "Call him in!"

Mo Tianliao patted the kitten in his shirt, followed the guards, and walked into the magic palace.

The Devil's Palace is built on a rocky mountain. It looks terrifying on the outside, but inside, it is full of birds and flowers, and magnificent. Even if you choose a place with a steep terrain to build a palace for the sake of momentum, you have to consider whether there is ample aura, spiritual grass and spiritual wood are still indispensable.

However, don't think that the ugly stone mountains outside are just to scare people. They are all large and small spiritual mines with countless spiritual stones inside! Mo Tianliao's evaluation of the old returning customer of Land Killing is that people are stupid and have a lot of money.