The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post Chapter 99: Cooperation

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The two disciples of Liuyunzong are exhausted, and Liubi can't support it. This sleepy formation will consume the spiritual power of the monks, and the spiritual power used here is ten times faster than outside, which is not enough for them to play with the cat.

The kitten nest yawned in Mo Tianliao's arms and scratched Mo Tianliao's clothes.

"Are you sleepy?" Mo Tianliao lowered his head, kissed Mao's head, and then glanced at Liubi, "Then we will come another day."

"Forging the sky," Liubi was a little panicked when he saw that he was about to leave. She was stuck here for a long time, and there was no way to break the formation. She thought that Venerable Forged sky appeared suddenly and wanted to talk to her, but she didn't expect it to be true. It's just to coax the cat, "Venerable, can you take a step to speak."

Mo Tianlio paused in the void and turned back slowly: "Does a real man have something to say to me?"

"Yes." Liubi nodded, changing from the previous arrogance, with a very sincere attitude.

Mo Tianlio followed the cat fur in his arms, seeming to think about the value of talking with her.

Liu Bi clenched the veil in his hand, glanced at the two disciples around him, suddenly shot, the whole body was released, and the two disciples fainted instantly: "Venerable let me out, I will never Divulging any news in the Demon Palace will not reveal the relationship between Demon Lord and Wo Yunzong."

With a sneer, Mo Tianliao narrowed his eyes, snapped a piece of spirit stone into the cliff next to him, and waved his hand.

A flower in front of him, when Liu Bi came back to his senses, he found himself in a stone room with nothing but a table and a few chairs in the room, not even a door. Try to use one's own true essence, here it is not consumed ten times like the phantom array, but...the true essence cannot be used at all!

Here, she is no different from those mortal women who have no power to bind a chicken, and she suddenly becomes more panicked.

"You don't have to be so polite, sit down." A low and melodious voice sounded, and several glazed lamps lit up in an instant, reflecting the handsome and domineering face in front of the stone table. Mo Tianlio didn't know when When it appeared, Yi Yiran sat on a chair, took out a tea set, and started making tea.

Liu Bi took a deep breath, walked over calmly, and sat down.

"Real people don't need to be afraid. In this room, I am no doubt with mortals." Mo Tianliao smiled, lowered his head to make tea with interest, brewed a cup and gave it to Liu Bi, "Compared to real people. , It’s just a man, a little stronger."

Liubi took the cup, his face didn't look good. This demon is really despicable. The meaning of these words is that neither of them has true essence, but Mo Tianliao is a man with great strength. She definitely suffers from a fight. Let her be honest.

"Meow..." The kitten in his arms was also thirsty, grabbing Mo Tianliao's hand and asking for water.

Mo Tianlio took the cup and turned the tea back and forth a few times. Then he lowered his hand and let the kitten lie on his wrist to lick the tea in the cup. After drinking, he lowered his four claws and lay down on Motian. Liao's wrist was lazily motionless. Mo Tianliao left him hanging, and raised his hand to take a sip of the tea that the kitten had drunk.

Liu Bi saw that his eyes were about to fall off, and no matter how much he pets his spirit beast, he can't drink water in the same cup!

"The conditions put forward by real people are too funny," Mo Tianlio put down his cup, "Only dead people will not tell the secret."

While Venerable Calcined Sky was talking to Liubi, the Demon Venerable Landslayer was also meeting with the First Venerable Demon Dao.

"That man is not Jintian," Knife waved his hand, "That kid is called'Mo Yunqi', he is the son of Jintian."

The First Demon Sovereign Ming Yan leaned on the broad throne, and slowly raised his eyes when he heard the words, his black eyes were as deep as a pool, and he couldn't see any emotions. After waiting for a long time, he slowly said: "Oh?"

Slaying and touching the beard on his face, Mo Tianlio had previously left his magic palace, he sent someone to follow him, but the kid slipped away. But according to what the kid said, he had been devoted to the right way, and then the three sect ceremonies, the people in the Demon Palace quickly found out Mo Yunqi's identity in the right way.

This time everyone went to the Forging Demon Palace. Although several of the Demon Lords did not participate, the details were clear. Regarding the rebirth of the Forged Heaven, the news that the first Demon Lord received was that the person and the dead The sky looks exactly the same.

"The man was a puppet made by Forged Heaven. He used his own essence and blood to fabricate it three hundred years ago." Killing Di vowedly said, turning his head and wanting his own black nightmare lion to prove it, but he disappeared. Trace. When he looked up again, he saw that the big lion had already crouched beside the throne of Dao Ming Demon Venerable, and put his big hairy head beside Ming Yan.

Ming Yan didn't get angry, and touched the lion's head again and again.

The big lion has no expression on his face, but the fluffy hair on the tip of his tail has exploded happily.

"Puppet?" Ming Yan's thin lips pressed into a straight line, looked at the ground with idiotic eyes, raised his hand to signal the envoy in black next to him, "Send an invitation to the Supreme Conference to the Forge Devil Palace."

"The kid who just turned god, why give him an invitation?" His eyes widened.

The Demon Dao Supreme Convention, like the Three Sect Conventions of the Right Path, is held every 100 years. Unlike the friendly exchanges of Zhengdao, the purpose of the Demon Dao Supreme Conference is to fight for the position of Demon Venerable.

The first is the contest between the demon gates, and then, in the demon way, as long as the cultivator above the transformation of the gods wins the top three in the previous competition, they can challenge any demon lord. If they win, they can replace them. , It doesn't matter whether you lose or die. The invitations were issued by the First Venerable, only for a few Demon Venerables.

Ming Yan ignored him and slowly closed his eyes, indicating that he could roll.

Liubi was also swept out by Mo Tianliao, with an inexplicable melancholy and excitement on his face.

"That's how she agreed?" Qingtong yawned as soon as she woke up.

Mo Tianliao smiled, holding his waist and letting him lean on him: "She has no choice."

Mo Tianliao had thought of it from the beginning to let Liubi cooperate with him. Liuyunzong has always regarded itself as the number one refiner of the right way, relying on many refiners and trading monsters to get rich. But now, Ding Hu was burned into a fool by the wood in the fire, and the Liuyunzong refining device line can be said to have lost its inheritance.

Mo Tianliao offered the temptation to teach Liuyunzong disciples privately, but he did not believe that Liubi was not taken the bait.

"With these, is the real person still afraid that he won't be able to sit as the Sect Master?" Mo Tianlio personally added tea to Liu Bi who was nervously drinking.

"I am a female stream..." Liu Bi rolled her eyes and had to say that the conditions given by Futian were very attractive. Without Ding Hu's assistance, the position of Master Liu Mang was indeed unstable. There is a real fight.

"Wind-tracing Demon Venerable is also a woman, and he is not in the devil's way," Mo Tianliao sneered, "If you are not at ease, I can make a heart and blood oath with you."

Finally, Liubi accepted and made a blood oath, agreeing to be with Jintian. But some don't understand that with such a good condition as the sky, you can directly find Liu Mang for cooperation, so why bother.

"I don't think he is pleasing to my eyes." Liu Bi chewed these words repeatedly, still wondering where Liu Mang had offended Futian. It could only be attributed to the moodiness of Demon Lord.

"Where did he offend you?" Qingtong asked Mo Tianliao, letting him take off his clothes one by one, and then slid into the hot spring.

Mo Tianliao untied his belt, jumped into the pool to catch the person who was trying to wander, and chewed gently on the white neck: "He didn't offend me, I just looked at his eyes and wanted to take Come to refine the beads."

In the next few days, the former ministry came to visit.

After the Devil Palace was destroyed, most of the power was harvested, but a small part of the unknown remained. Hou Jing was very agile, and soon recruited his servants to fill the magic palace. Those who sweep, cook, grow flowers, and grow fish are all good at them.

Each slave must wear an ankle ring, and each ankle ring corresponds to the corresponding area, which can ensure that the slave is not attacked by the formation in this area, but at the same time, it also limits the scope of this person's activity.

Meng Hu also got a ring, but it was put on his neck. This collar could allow him to enter any area of ​​the magic palace.

"You can perceive the whereabouts of the servant through divine mind." Mo Tianlio patiently taught Meng Hu the use of this collar.

"What do I care about them?" Meng Hu was confused. He didn't use these slaves frequently, and knew what they were going to do.

"I'm going to retreat for a few days, you have to take care of Master," Mo Tianlio was serious, and by the way, handed him a book of the magic palace. "For a few days when I am away, you have to take good care of Master. You have to understand everything about the magic palace so that you won’t find what the master wants."

Thinking about it, the big tiger accepts it.

Mo Tianliao smiled slightly, then waved his hand to the mixing room.

The refining room of the Demon Palace is located in the high mountain in the center of the Demon Palace. It looks like an inconspicuous mountain wall from the outside. There is no entrance. There are only three small characters "Forged Heaven Palace" carved on it. Can't see it.

Raising his hand and sweeping it with God's consciousness, the whole person disappeared on the mountain wall as if sinking into running water.

After a while, Qingtong dressed in snow came slowly over, put his slender white hand on the mountain wall, and sank in as well. As soon as I entered, I found a huge hollow inside, and fell down instantly.

It was a long time since Qingtong had forgotten, and he was shocked, and fell into a warm embrace before he was able to protect himself.