The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post Chapter 30: The evildoer

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The body temperature in his arms was a little low. Mo Tianliao pulled the thin quilt on the side and wrapped the two together. Because of the familiar body temperature, the drowsy person unconsciously relaxed.

The sky is still bright, and the sun shines through the thin curtains, reflecting the impeccable beauty. Mo Tianlio stretched out a finger and gently traced Qingtong's eyebrows. Even if he guessed it, he was still a little unbelievable. Three hundred years ago, this was still a little hairy ball that could not be used with high-level spells. In just three hundred years, he advanced to the gods, still in the absence of his soul...

The demon beast’s advanced level, reasoning is slower than that of human beings, because at the first level, the spiritual intelligence is not developed and cannot learn any exercises, and can only slowly absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Low-level monsters are not very useful to high-level cultivators. Therefore, some people don't want monsters when their cultivation base is low, and wait for their cultivation to be above the Nascent Soul before catching a high-level monster.

Slowly twist a strand of soft snow-colored hair around his fingertips, Mo Tianliao's eyes darkened, and almost everyone had a high-level monster in the previous life. It can be transformed into a human form, each beautiful and moving, and the hair color is the same as the hair color. Therefore, when he saw Qingtong Qingsi turning white hair, he began to doubt.

"My Little Claw doesn't like mutton, and I like playing with glass beads..." Mo Tianliao said softly, his heart ached. He didn't know how Mo Xiaoclaw learned the secret method of splitting the soul, again. How could he be enveloped with the soul at the moment he died, but apart from the powerful soul of the monster beast, there is nothing that can keep his soul indestructible for three hundred years.

Meng Hu ran back hurriedly after dealing with the previous mess, but was locked in the outer hall.

There is a forbidden magic circle in the inner hall. These two times, Qingtong fell asleep too fast and did not have time to activate the magic circle. Mo Tianlio was able to get in. But now, since he has already come in, he naturally won't let it go again. Other miscellaneous people, tigers, etc. come in and disturb Master's sleep.

The big brother scratched the door outside for a while, and left reluctantly. He planned to find his junior brother. After searching a lot, he couldn't find anything. He couldn't help scratching his head. Where did he go?

Sunset rose again, and Qingtong fell asleep all day and night.

The morning sun came in through the tulle, and the long eyelashes trembled, and the eyes were slowly opened. The original ink pupils had turned into light colored glaze, clear and beautiful in the morning light.

Mo Tianliao watched him silently, only smiled slightly.

Qingtong just woke up, still a little confused, not surprised to see Mo Tianliao, habitually leaned over and rubbed his face against his chest.

Breathing stagnated for a moment, Mo Tianliao only felt that a feather swept across the tip of his heart, his heart was itchy, and his nose was itchy...

Qingtong, who rubbed his face, suddenly stiffened. This feels wrong. He is now in human form!

Mo Tianlio was kicked out of the bed before he could speak.

"Evil disciple, why are you here!" Qingtong propped up and stared at the guy on the ground, **** it, even took off his outer shirt, only wearing the inner shirt and sleeping with the master, how proper!

Mo Tianliao got up from the soft cushion and looked at him cheekyly by the side of the bed: "Master passed out yesterday, I..."

Qingtong was taken aback, looked down at the hair hanging down her chest, it was snow white! Anxious in my heart, I suddenly felt dizzy and fell down when my elbows were soft.

Mo Tianliao climbed onto the bed again quickly with eyes and hands, took the person in his arms, stretched out a finger, and gently rubbed the forehead of the beauty in his arms.

The dizziness has not passed, and there is a twitch in his head. Qingtong wants to reach out and hit him, but can't lift the energy, closed his eyes and gritted his teeth: "What are you doing!"

"You were originally my cat, what's the matter with a hug?" Mo Tianliao said naturally, without any intention of letting go.

Qingtong froze for a moment, and slowly opened his eyes. In the light-colored glazed eyes, Mo Tianlio's gentle smiling face was quietly reflected, just like the expression when he looked at Mo Xiaoclaw.

Transfer the fire spirit power to the fingertips and stick it warmly on the smooth forehead to help him relieve his headache. Mo Tianlio sighed: "These years, you are the power that protects my soul. Silly cat..."

The cold eyes slowly drooped, and the white to almost transparent hands were slowly raised, and the sleek and beautiful fingertips suddenly turned into transparent claw hooks. He raised his hand and gave Mo Tianlio a slap. Where do you touch it, evildoer!

Before he said anything clearly, Mo Tianlio was thrown out of the main hall of Qingning Palace on the charge of "favourable master".

Master refused to see him for several days, and Mo Tianliao, who had no choice but to enter, was very helpless.

I went to the Wanchufudi to search the jade slips, and Mo Tianlio even showed him the stage of the transformation stage, but he still couldn't find a cure for Qingtong. If a monk is damaged by his soul, he will definitely not live long. As for monsters, there are few records. After all, no monster is free to split his soul.

Mo Tianliao put down the jade slip, raised his foot to visit the lord, and wanted to get some news from the lord. Hearing from the senior brother, the Sect Master definitely knew that Qingtong's spirit was damaged by making confessions of heaven, material and earth, and the degree of damage to his spirit should be clearer.

As a result, he arrived at Woxuan Cave and was told that the Sect Master was not there, so Mo Tianlio had to turn around and go to Woxuan Cave.

These three are brothers. Although I don't know how these people become brothers with the cat, Mo Xiaoclaw, but after all they have been together for many years, and they have tolerated the bad temper of their own cat, they should still be good guys.

Woxuandong, the hall in the lake, the real person Xuanji sits on the main seat, listening to Yuanhai's slow report without expression.

"The lord asked the caves to investigate the spies, the disciples thought about it, and the most suspicious ones in our cave were those generations of ordinary disciples." Yuan Hai showed the list to the master.

On the Supreme Profound Continent, everyone yearns for monsters, which is not a good thing for monsters. Woyunzong is the only place that can shelter these monsters. Most of the demon cultivators who came to apprentice have already transformed. The transformation demon cultivator can easily not see the original body. At this time, the master will throw the person to the mysterious machine and let him take the observation and find that it is a human. As an ordinary disciple.

As for why not apportioned to real Qingtong...

Woqing Cave, Qingning Palace.

The gray and white wolves ran round and round around the kitten, and when the kitten ignored him, they climbed down again, pouting their buttocks, rubbing against the cushion little by little, arching with their big nose That snow-white fur ball. Then, unexpectedly got a claw.

"Oh!" The wolf jumped three feet high, clutching his nose and said, "Qingtong, can't you have a little respect for brother?"

The white kitten opened his eyelids and glanced at him, faintly spit out two words: "Stupid dog."

"Hmm..." Hearing these two words, the wolf finally got angry and gritted his teeth and threatened, "I'll give you another chance and admit that I am a wolf, otherwise..." His mouth lifted, revealing two rows of white snow His fangs were shining coldly.

Mo Xiaoclaw sat up and flicked his tail.

"Sect Master's anger!" Suddenly flashes of tattoo shadows flashed in front of my eyes, and the huge variegated tiger rushed over, "punching" the toothy wolf down.

"Ohhhhhhhh!" The wolf struggling hard to move, but the big tiger on his body didn't mean to move at all, he was still trying to persuade him.

"Master has a bad temper, you should be more concerned about it."

Kitten Yiyiran walked over and patted the head of the dog with her paw: "Didn’t you claim to be a descendant of Tengu?"

"Yes!" The gray wolf squashed by the big tiger wags its tail triumphantly.

"Do you still say that you are not a dog?" The kitten stretched and turned and jumped onto the bed, too lazy to care for him.

The lord is anxious: "But my ancestors also have Sirius! Really, you are a dog!"