The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post Chapter 101: Fighting

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The fingers were about to make a circle of pits. Mo Tian grinned and put his fingers in his mouth and sucked. He saw that the white face slowly recovered its blood color, and then it became more and more. The more red, I couldn't help but smile. Leaning over and huddling with Qingtong, he clicked on the pointed tip of his nose: "What do you think?"

Qingtong coughed slightly, then turned to look aside: "Do you want to marry me?"

"No..." Mo Tianliao pursed his lips and chuckled, saying that it was a betrothal gift. When the negative words came to his lips, he swallowed it again and said, "Yes, I want to marry you." , So I will lie on the bed in the future, waiting for you to catch me fish."

"Who will catch the fish for you." Qingtong looked back at him.

"If you don't give me fish, then I can only eat cats," Mo Tianliao leaned over when he turned his head, just touching his lips, supporting the cool profile face with one hand. Rubbed the tip of his nose with him, "Silly cat."

Who can I marry besides you? Who else can I marry?

The formation is quite delicate, and it is the foundation of a great mountain guard formation. The betrothal gift Mo Tianliao gave to Wo Yunzong is a great mountain guard formation comparable to that of the Calcined Demon Palace. Of those fur balls.

Qingtong pushed him away, got up to leave, was surrounded by a pair of slender arms, and fell back on Mo Tianliao's legs. Suddenly sitting down, a place where there is still a slight pain suddenly hurts, and can't help but groan.

"It hurts?" Mo Tianliao was taken aback, and quickly took the slender legs and let him sit sideways on him. Seeing that his expression improved, he continued to encircle his waist, "This betrothal master Will you be satisfied?"

"Hmph," Qingtong snorted coldly, "It's obviously a dowry."

Mo Tianliao choked suddenly.

One person, one cat, is it a "betrothal gift" or a "dowry". From the outer palace to the inner palace, from the yard to the bed, the arguing is still fruitless until the moon.

"Aren't you weak after you finished training before?" Qingtong lay on the bed softly and weakly. This time it was good. Just after training in the training room, he bullied him once and waited for him to take a shower. He continued to bully until now, this guy is not tired at all.

Mo Tianliao pursed his lips and smiled, pulled the quilt to cover him, and slowly rubbed his waist: "When the gods are transformed, the vitality of inexhaustible wood will fill the whole body. Where does wood know fatigue? "The power of the previous inexhaustible wood only exists in his flesh and blood. After the water of seven or seven thunders, it has flooded the veins, dantian and even every corner of the body. The main reason is that the soul and the cultivation base have finally merged. Mu finally achieved complete unity.

Qingtong grumbled and yawned.

Mo Tianliao pursed his lips and chuckled, pulled the quilt to wrap the person in his arms, and stroked the sweaty sideburns: "Baby, why did your face suddenly turn white when I said the bride price today? Don’t you want to marry me?"

Qingtong was already very sleepy, so she slumped into Mo Tianliao's arms: "I thought you were going to marry Feng Su."

"Huh?" Mo Tianliao was taken aback, what does this have to do with Feng Su? "Why do I marry her?"

Qingtong did not speak, but quietly tightened Mo Tianliao's inner shirt.

Mo Tianliao frowned slightly: "Qingtong, are you hiding something from me?"

"No..." Qingtong turned around and turned his back to him.

"To be honest," Mo Tianliao turned over and looked at him condescendingly, "If you don't tell the truth, I will be tortured to extract a confession."

Qingtong glanced at him, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Mo Tianliao raised his eyebrows, and pretended to smile and said: "You asked for this." Then, he suddenly sank and rushed in.

"Ah..." Qingtong opened her eyes suddenly, a tear was forced out of the corner of her eyes, "Asshole...well..."

"Don't tell me, huh?" Mo Tianliiao moved his body.

"I want to sleep, uh..."

The next day, Qingtong failed to get up. Mo Tianliao climbed up on tiptoe and grinned to touch the road behind him. He was really happy last night, but he was also badly repaired.

I put on my coat and prepared to go to the big hot spring in the yard to take a good bath, and I happened to meet Meng Hu who came to him.

"Junior Brother, you..." Meng Hu looked at him up and down, widening his eyes.

Mo Tianliao only wore a pair of underpants, his upper body was naked, and he put on an outer shirt. The scratches on his body were clear. With a dry cough, Mo Tianliao stretched out and pulled his clothes casually, revealing the tooth marks on his shoulders.

"Oh, master did this, right?" Meng Hu frowned and leaned over to look.

"Hmm." Mo Tianliao moved his shoulders triumphantly and walked to the hot spring pool.

"It's really hard for you to heal the master." Meng Hu followed, speaking earnestly.

Mo Tianliao paused, turned his head stiffly to look at Meng Hu with a decent face, and twitched the corners of his mouth. His pride disappeared immediately, and the other party did not receive his show off at all. He raised his hand helplessly and patted Meng Hu's head: "Qingtong is sleeping, don't disturb him."

Meng Hu came to him because during the past few days of retreat, a lot of the Old Fortune Ministry came over. He couldn't make a decision, so he let those people stay first. Those people looked very urgent and asked him every day. Therefore, Meng Hu came here early, so that Mo Tianliao could send those people away earlier.

"Let them wait." Mo Tianliao soaked in the pool and slowly closed his eyes.

Meng Hu scratched his head and squatted down by the pool. Those people looked really anxious, and he was embarrassed to refuse.

"If you give them a good face, they will become more aggressive. If you are a little majestic, they will not bother you." Mo Tianlio patiently taught Meng Hu.

"Oh." Meng Hu nodded and wrote down these words, and suddenly he felt, why should he be majestic in front of the genus of Forging Heaven? Um, yes, he is Futian's senior, so naturally he can't be bullied by his subordinates.

The person who came this time was not a hidden force, but a steward of "Baiwen Pavilion" on the bright side.

"Meet the Lord." This steward is responsible for collecting news, which is very important in Baiwen Pavilion.

Mo Tianliao glanced at him lightly: "Guan Shi, don't come here without problems."

The man trembled insignificantly: "The self-esteem broke the news, and several demon veterans started to separate the forces. Baiwen Pavilion was assigned to the Chixiang veteran, and the subordinates are really ashamed." /

"Acknowledge the new master, do things well for the new master, so why not talk about guilt." Mo Tianliao raised his hand, and a servant added a glass of wine to him, and glanced at the maid who was adding wine. Suddenly I was a little off appetite.

The servants recruited this time, the male looks loyal and the female looks plain, they do not meet the standards of the magic palace at all. Mo Tianliao touched his chin, thinking about making a uniform mask for all of these people. Without beauty, it was so imposing. You can't make people see that this is a fire, this is a fish farm...

"The subordinates are grateful for the honorable kindness, and look forward to the Lord's return every day." Guanshi Chen said emotionally.

Mo Tianliao took a drink with his drinking hand, and slowly raised his head to look at him, a sneer on his lips: "So, you still want to follow me?"

The man said again impassionedly, both inside and outside he meant to continue to follow Kengtian.

Mo Tianlio put down the cup and turned Taishi into a finger knife to play with: "I heard that Chi Xiang is also a fire attribute, then what is his weakness?"

"This... the subordinate is just an errand. I don't know the weakness of Demon Venerable." Guan Shi suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

The knives that flexibly turned between the fingers suddenly paused and shot out instantly.

In charge of the matter, Chen quickly raised his hand to pick it up. Suddenly he felt a flower in front of him. A black figure leaped over and left. His body was like a kite with a broken line. It suddenly floated into the air and fell heavily. The ground spurted a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. Raising his hand again, he saw that the Demon Lord was still in the same posture as before, sitting and playing with the finger knife, looking at him with a smile.

"People take the tea to cool, you won’t blame you for following Chixiang, but if you want to find out about the new master, don’t blame me for not remembering the old feelings," Mo Tianliao waved his hand and motioned to drag this person out , "Throw it into the killing array."

"Oh, Jintian is still so ruthless." There was a delicate complaint in the sky.

Mo Tianlio got up, walked out of the main hall, and looked up and saw a woman, wearing a bright red skirt and a black gauze, standing in the void. The exquisite figure, beautiful as a peach and plum, is the reason why Mo Tianliao "fighted" with his cat last night-Feng Su Mozun.