The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post Chapter 98: Mouse
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Mo Tianliao stood still, letting Hou Jing hug the corner of his clothes and complain.
Hou Jing whimpered and said for a long time. He didn't see an echo. He slowly raised his head, and saw that Demon Zun was still the same expression he had when he came in. He looked at him with a smile, and when he saw him, he slightly curled his lips. Said: "The performance is over?"
Mo Tianliao took away his clothes, flung his sleeves and sat on the throne in the center of the hall.
As a Demon Venerable, and a once rich demon Venerable, Mo Tianliao's temple was built very grandly, and his throne was made of extremely precious materials. Sitting on it was not only extraordinary, but also very comfortable. The edges and corners of the throne are covered with hibiscus wood so that the cat can crawl on it.
Sure enough, as soon as Mo Tianliao sat down, the kitten in his arms crawled out, jumped on the back of the chair, and squatted condescendingly on top of Mo Tianliao's head, staring at Hou Jing with a pair of light colored glass.
Hou Jing choked, touched his face, changed his expression immediately, and bowed to his knees: "Subordinate Hou Jing, pay homage to your superior."
"Get up," Mo Tianliao waved his hand, and with a movement of spiritual thought, the one-foot square floor tile beside Hou Jing's leg protruded and became a small stool, "Sit."
The man didn't shy away, and sat openly, rubbing his hands, and then he was really excited: "Sir, are you really not dead?" The behavior just now was pure temptation. He is indeed loyal to Futian, but this is based on the absolute strength of the other party and the great benefits that can be given to him. The two are definitely not the kind of loyal dogs and masters who are crying and crying.
"Oh," Mo Tianliao sneered, "The one who killed me is not dead yet, and I will crawl back even in purgatory."
Hearing this, Hou Jing couldn't help but straightened up, having a general guess as to how the Venerable Calcined Heaven came back from death. Although it is not easy to rebirth, it is not that no one has succeeded since ancient times. But this kind of obviously dead and coming back, there must be some secret method, a powerful Demon Venerable is not the most terrifying, a Demon Venerable that cannot kill is.
"The servants in the Demon Palace died, and the Chief Master also died in the formation. Several Demon Lords divided their forces. According to their subordinates, the mine in the north was occupied by the Lord Landslayer; the spirit in the south The grass valley is occupied by Venerable Fengshou; Baiwen Pavilion is occupied by Venerable Chixiang; there are 23 fairy cities, the first one occupies seven, and the remaining four venerables occupy four each..." Douzi generally muttered all the divisions of forces, basically there was nothing left, only the Demon Treasure Pavilion he was in charge of, and no one got involved.
In the final analysis, the Demon Treasure Pavilion relies on the spirit treasures refined by the Demon Palace of Forging. When the Demon Palace is dead, it can only resell some other things, just like other businesses.
"Chi Xiang..." Mo Tianliao said the name silently. It should be the eagle head logo that I saw last time in Bahuang City, the so-called Venerable "Xiang", "What is the origin of this person?"
"Previously it was the worship of Wan Yinmen. You died... After you disappeared, that year, the Demon Dao Supreme Conference, all the way to fill the air." Hou Jing's news is still relatively clear, even if there is no Baiwen Pavilion, usually it should be He knows it too.
Wan Yinmen...Mo Tianliao frowned slightly. The Demon Gate is usually attached to the Demon Venerable, but as long as it is a cultivator, he can be worshipped by the Demon Gate, even if it is a casual practitioner. Before Wan Yinmen was actually a power of Forging Heaven, there were many people working under him at the beginning.
After being questioned for a long time, Hou Jing was a little thirsty. He looked at the meditating Demon Venerable eagerly, and tentatively said: "My dear, since you are back, should our business be reopened? ?"
Mo Tianliao raised his eyes, and saw Hou Jing's decent eyes gleaming, as if countless spirit stones were spinning inside, and a loyal face was full of flattery. Pulling the corner of his mouth, this monkey spirit, because of this loyal and honest face, did not know how many people had deceived, and when he really made an expression that fits his personality, he felt strange.
"Not in a hurry," Mo Tianliao waved his hand, leaned relaxedly on the throne, took the kitten off his head, and put his arms in his arms to smooth the hair, "You go get some servants first."
Other forces have not recovered yet, no one is protecting them, and business is not easy to do.
The Forging Devil Palace is now a waste of time, and there are many things to do. Pian Hou Jing is still a good hand in foreign affairs, he is the only one.
Mo Tianliao originally had a general manager in charge of foreign affairs, but unfortunately he died in the First World War of the Devil's Palace. When other forces are brought back, he still needs a general manager. Naturally, Hou Jing also knew what was going on. Hearing that he was handed over chores to him, instead of being discouraged, he was more motivated.
"Find some chores first, sweeping, planting flowers, cooking," the kitten in his arms scratched his palm, Mo Tianlio slightly curled his lips, "The most important thing is to find someone who can raise fish. I saw some delicious fish and brought it back."
Hou Jing is the best at this point. He found the cold spring fish back then. He knew that Futian treated the kitten as eyeballs. He would always pay attention to all kinds of things that cats like during his business. Get it back and give it to the devil.
"Does the handyman need a beauty?" Hou Jing raised his eyebrows and asked seriously.
"This...hiss!" After his finger was bitten, Mo Tianliao rescued the finger, looked down at the cat staring at him, and coughed, "Don't be a beauty, just work neatly ."
The conversation in the magic palace was very happy, and the pot exploded outside the magic palace.
The monks have excellent eyesight. Many people saw the jade slips in the hands of the monkey spirit ancestors. When they popped up, they carried a flame sign and they could pass the gate.
The fact is in front of us, Venerable Calcined Heaven has come back seriously, and he has not been struck to death by lightning!
The people outside the devil's palace disappeared in a rush, and Xingtian came back, returning to the stage of transforming gods, but they were not something they could afford. There were rumors a few days ago that the two ways of Zheng and Mo said that Futian had returned. Everyone still didn't believe it, but now they have to believe it. So, those people trapped in the magic palace...
Explaining what Hou Jing was going to do, Mo Tianlio took the kitten to the woods outside the outer palace wall, and with a wave of his hand, the woods were like soldiers in the formation, letting go.
Liubi has been in this trap for more than a year, and still has not been able to crack the formation. In the trapped formation, by superimposing the phantom formation and the killing formation, if one is not enough, the clone will be broken. The demon's people have been trying to kill them all the time.
"Mr Liubi, really good perseverance, I admire it." A deep and deep voice came from all directions, and Liu Bi who was meditating on the ground suddenly raised his head, and he saw a person wearing a black brocade robe with broad sleeves and a black jade. The Heavenly Crown, standing in the void, looked at her with a smile.
The only two disciples of Liuyunzong who were around were photographed by the man's pressure and began to tremble.
Mo Tianlio swept the entire trapped formation with his divine sense, and found that except for Liubi and these two disciples, the rest were all dead, even the few disciples of Qingyunzong.
"You?" Liu Bi was startled, and looked at Mo Tianliao incredulously, "Who are you?"
Mo Tianliao raised his hand, summoned a tortoise-colored longbow, and took the arrow calmly: "Liu Bi came to the humble house. I have not been entertained properly. If I can play with him today, I escaped Three Arrows and let you go, how about?"
"You are, Calcined Heaven!" At this moment, Liu Bi couldn't hear it. The two disciples around him were scared. This year they were trapped in the formation and the phantom formation was almost collapsed. This is the moment. Jing, there is no intention to play with Mo Tianliao, and hide behind Liubi.
"Don't want to play?" Mo Tianliao saw a few people look reluctant, and slowly put away the bow, "Then let's play something else."
Speaking like this, the whole trapped formation suddenly changed, the mountain forest in front of me disappeared, turned into a grassland, and a transparent spar platform suddenly appeared in mid-air.
Mo Tianlio put the kitten in his arms on the transparent platform: "Come on, baby, let's play catching mice."
The snow-colored kitten glanced at him, then looked down, the spar platform at the foot of the square, reflecting the entire forest, the three monks were really only the size of a mouse. He tilted his head and reached out to fiddle.
Liu Bi looked up and saw a huge hairy paw in mid-air stretched out towards her, and he slapped her into the air with a palm: "Magic array!"
"Meow?" The kitten flicked its tail. He often played this game when he was a child, and he would forget it after a long time. Seeing the three people reacted fiercely, he immediately became interested and ran around on the platform to catch mice.
For the three people in the illusion, they are not so happy. The huge hairy claws go to the left and right, and from time to time they come up from the top of their heads. "Bhaw" slaps them into the soil. It is miserable. .
"Mo Tianliao, what are you going to do!" Liu Bi was impatient.
"As long as you coax my cat to have fun, I will let you out." Mo Tianlio took the tired cat cub into his arms.