The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post Chapter 102: Rival in love

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Mo Tianliao raised his hand slightly, and a stream of light descended from the sky, directly on Feng Su's head.

"Yeah!" Feng Su screamed and hurriedly avoided. Another streamer came round in a circle, as if to cut her into two. Feng Su quickly pulled out a golden hairpin from the full head of the golden hairpin, and it quickly grew bigger, supporting the tightening aperture with both ends, breaking a drink, throwing the hairpin and the aperture away at the same time, and he flashed down. When I got to the ground, I rolled around on the ground because I was too fast.

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

Feng Su got up from the ground and patted the dust on Luo's skirt: "Tsk tusk, for so many years, you still can't learn to pity Xiangyu."

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

"Hey, my treasure!" Feng Su stomped, reaching out to grab it.

Mo Tianlio lightly tapped under his feet, and a piece of floor tile under his feet disappeared instantly, and the scorching fire was tumbling underground. The moment Feng Su pounced, the three-foot-long "golden hairpin" slipped from Mo Tianliao's hand and fell directly into the stove.

"Forging the sky!" Feng Su raised his hand to beat him, but Mo Tianliao dodged him sideways, and pushed her along the way, as if to throw her into the calcined fire, so that Feng Su immediately turned over in the air. , Back again and again a few steps.

"My old lady is Wenxiang Nephrite!" Feng Su pinched his waist with one hand and shook the veil in his hand.

Mo Tianliao glanced at her, feeling a little sick, turned around and left.

Feng Su didn't care, followed him into the hall, leaned against the elegant seat next to the throne, put a rather enchanting posture, supported the chin with one hand, and leaned on the armrest of the forged throne: "You Let me come in at this time, is this how to entertain me?"

When talking to the steward, Feng Su’s spirit came from the gate. Mo Tianlio didn’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and he let her in. It happened that Feng Su saw him kill the old ministry. Scene.

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

The inability to fly in the Calcined Demon Palace is something that the entire demon path knows, just because the mountain guarding formation is too domineering, as long as Mo Tian only has a divine mind, there are several segments that you want to be cut into.

"You still don't miss old feelings like this." Feng Su looked down, his long eyelashes casting a shadow under his eyes.

Mo Tianliao took a sip of wine and ignored her.

I have to admit that Feng Su is indeed a beauty, different from the beauty of the female cultivators in the right way. She is like a fire, fascinating and moving. I don't know how many people in the magic way admire her. However, Mo Tianliao, who understands her nature, has always admired her, not to mention that Tiantian looks at Qingtong's unparalleled beauty, and it hurts her eyes.

"Don't come to this set with me," Mo Tianlio drank the wine in his glass, "Speak, what's the matter?"

Seeing that he didn't buy it, Feng Su curled his lips. It's this virtue to come back to life. Every step has a purpose. To let her in in advance was to warn her that Mo Xiang Chixiang would find someone to test her. Fortunately, she had always been acquainted with her and never brought her subordinates in.

"Have you seen it for hundreds of years, you are not going to tell me about the old?" Feng Su raised his hand, and a three-fingered hairpin flew out of the dantian and fell into the palm of his hand. This hairpin is completely dark and has a very simple shape. It instantly becomes a five-foot-long cane when it falls into the hand.

The whole cane is bumpy, not very smooth, and the tip is slightly bent so that it can be held. Feng Su held the handle and stood the cane on the ground, making a crisp sound, the slightly curved shape, how it looked like an old lady's cane.

This is the "Dark Cloud Gale Hairpin" of Feng Su Mozun's natal magic weapon. Regardless of how light this thing looks, it actually weighs more than a thousand catties. Although Feng Su looked slender and weak, she was infinitely powerful. When Xingtian was asked to do it, she wanted a beautiful hairpin to deceive the monks who didn't know the truth. In the end, Mo Tianliao had made a hairpin, but it was so ugly that it was very abrupt when she wore it on her head full of gorgeous pearl hairpins, and she could tell that it was a weapon at a glance, so she had to put it in her dantian.

Mo Tianlio glanced at the spirit weapon: "It's cracked?" There are many small holes in the whole body of the cane. Because the body is damaged, the formation on it is also a little unstable.

"If it's just cracked, what am I going to do with you?" Feng Su rolled his eyes ungraciously. "Recently, the strong wind has been incomplete. Only half of the previous power, and I can't control it..." She was Shuimu Shuanglinggen, this dark cloud and gale hairpin was specially made for him by Mo Tianliao. Using the two spiritual powers of wood and fire at the same time, he can use a very powerful trick of "Return of Gale."

A few years ago, quarreling with Ming Yan, he gave her a palm and broke her cane directly. If an ordinary spirit weapon is cracked, it can be restored after being warmed in the dantian for a while, but her walking stick is not good, because at that time, Jintian clearly told her that the several formations she insisted on adding were very delicate. It may affect Wei Neng, so he should be repaired in time.

Because Tiantian died, she did not believe in evil, so she found another refiner to cultivate, and the result became worse as she cultivated. She turned the blind man into a lame man, which was originally unable to shrink, so now she also repaired her gale force. It was broken, and she was so angry that she slapped the refiner to death. I heard that Futian had returned, so he immediately came to the door.

"Which waste did you touch?" Mo Tianliao took it over and took a look and sneered, "This is basically scrapped, and it must be repaired and rebuilt at the same price as before."

"Return to the furnace?" Feng Su sighed, touched her cane, turned to look at Mo Tianliao with moist eyes, and slowly leaned in front of him, whispered, "Seeing the friendship for so many years For sake, give me a little cheaper."

The two are so close, they look like they are kissing from the side.

Qingtong came to look for Mo Tianliao, who was well asleep, yawned a little, and walked around the pillar to see this scene.

He didn't deliberately restrain his breath, the two on the throne turned their heads at the same time.

Qingtong wears a snow-colored wide-sleeved garb, and is loosely dressed in a shark gauze. Because he just woke up, the corners of his eyes still have the red marks from last night, directly reflecting a pair of cold beautiful eyes Peach blossom eyes. With peach blossoms on her face, her temperament is cold, and her exquisite beauty is set off, making her breathing stagnant.

"I woke up." Mo Tianliao dropped the cane in his hand and walked quickly over, blocking Feng Su's vision.

Qingtong pursed her lips, glanced at Feng Su by the throne, and said nothing.

Mo Tianliao grabbed his waist and whispered: "Is there anything uncomfortable? Are you hungry?"

Qingtong leaned over and sniffed Mo Tianliao's face. There was no smell of that woman, only a faint fragrance of vegetation. Then he pushed him away, walked straight to the throne, and sat down with his sleeves. Come down.

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

"Yeah, baby, do you sleep here by yourself?" He painted Dancome's long nails and touched it directly. The kitten immediately exploded its fur 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.

"Hey, when I marry Futian, I will be able to touch you," Feng Su held his chin and looked at him, "I have never seen a monster that looks better than you."

The little cat, only remembered the sentence "When I marry Jintian, I can touch you". I don’t know if it was out of fear of the bright red nails. This sentence has been Printed in his mind, lingering.

Mo Tianliao hurriedly followed, sat down with his cat, and coughed softly: "It's not cheap to rebuild."

Feng Su waved his hand: "Let's do it, I know, you go fix it." He took out a storage bag from the storage bracelet and threw it to Mo Tianliao, and immediately looked at the cold beauty .

After entering this room from Qingtong, Feng Su's eyes never left Qingtong. She likes handsome men the most in her life, and the Fengshui Devil Palace is the same as the former Calcined Demon Palace. There are beautiful young people everywhere. She always likes to run to Calcined Demon Palace because Calcined Heaven is too handsome.

However, the beauties I have seen before are not as good as the one in front of me.

Mo Tianliao's face suddenly darkened.