Qingtong bit his lower lip and turned his head away.
"Qingtong!" Mo Tianliao was anxious, pinched his chin and forced him to look over, "Speak well, what's going on?" Why didn't you want him to go? He will take his own cat wherever he goes, what is Qingtong thinking
Because of this action, it hurt him again, Qingtong just bit his lower lip and didn't make a sound, a pair of light colored glazed eyes full of pain, looked at Mo Tianliao quietly.
Mo Tianliao finally calmed down, realized what he had done, and hurriedly withdrew.
The person under him shivered slightly, biting the pale thin lips out of blood. Mo Tianliao was heartbroken and reached out to hug him, but he avoided him.
Qingtong curled up and slowly shrank into the corner, with a pair of snow-white fur ears pursed back tightly, like a cat that was beaten, usually very arrogant, once you hit it, it would be very afraid of you .
"Baby..." Mo Tianliao was so distressed that he was suffocating, leaned over and forcibly hugged him into his arms.
"Hmm..." Qingtong pushed him hard, and his sharp claws scratched at him.
Mo Tianliao didn't care how he struggled, he just hugged him tightly, and didn't care if his shoulder was bitten: "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, I just called you back, be good, don't be afraid." Gently caressing Mo Tianliao reassured the smooth back again and again with a hoarse voice. The baby who was always afraid of hurting in the palm of his hand was actually hurt by himself.
Why did it become like this? Where is the problem
He wanted to ask Qingtong, but it was obviously not a good time for cross-examination, Mo Tianliao didn't dare to say more, he just lay down with someone in his arms and coaxed softly: "I'm not going anywhere, how can I live without you? Even if you let me fly, I won't leave."
Qingtong, who was biting him, kept biting Mo Tianliao's shoulder, the hairy ears on the top of his head turned, and then slid down again.
"Qingtong, I'm just asking you, you don't want to double-cultivate with me, it's not because you hate being with me, right?" Mo Tianliao reached out and wanted to touch the pitiful hairy ears, but he was afraid of scaring him, so he could only change to touch the hair.
Qingtong pursed his lips and didn't speak, his hairy ears trembled, slowly revealing pink.
Mo Tianliao wanted to cry and laugh when he saw it, so he couldn't help but leaned in and kissed his sweaty forehead: "I see."
what do you know? Qingtong raised his hand silently.
"Ow! It hurts! Don't bite here, ahhh!" Mo Tianliao was ruthlessly repaired by Qingtong who finally recovered.
Taishi, who was hanging on the pillar as a lampstand, said to the lampstand next to him: "Look at it, it's called self-inflicted sin and can't live. Hey, forget it, you don't even know what it means to be self-inflicted with a lampstand."
After getting scratches on his face and teeth marks on his arms, Mo Tianliao finally coaxed the cat. Seeing his still pale face, he felt distressed and leaned over to lick it back and forth on the thin lips.
The juice of the wood is the best wound medicine, the small wound on the lips will heal quickly, Mo Tianliao took the opportunity to kiss again, and when Qingtong fell asleep, he did it to see the injury below.
Fortunately, the acacia dew was applied before, and it did not crack, just a little red and swollen, but because it was stained with endless wood juice, the swelling was slowly disappearing on its own. Mo Tianliao swallowed his saliva, slowly closed his slender legs, took out a thin blanket from his wrist guards to cover him, and waved at the tortoiseshell-colored lampstand.
"What?" Taishi turned into a big mouth and flew over.
"What is the bad effect of having more dual cultivation?" Mo Tianliao looked at Qingtong who was asleep, his eyes darkened.
"Gah?" Tai Shi twitched, "I gave the best dual cultivation practice, what's the harm? Dual cultivation can improve cultivation, restore the soul, reconcile spirit and flesh, promote feelings, and have children... Cough, Of course, you two won't have children."
"Then why did Qingtong resist?" Mo Tianliao glared at Taishi, not bothering about his nonsense.
"Perhaps Kitty is worried that you won't want him after ascending?" Tai Shi began to talk nonsense.
"Okay, you can get out." Mo Tianliao rewarded it with a fireball and kicked Taishi to the bottom of the throne. As the bloodline of the ancient great demon, Qingtong's aptitude is better than him. As a divine wood, he still needs to understand his state of mind and practice his moves, and Qingtong can become an immortal as long as he sleeps in a place with abundant spiritual energy!
What's wrong with it
There, after Xuanji smashed the Sect Master of Qingyun Sect with a tortoise shell, he fought with him.
Originally, the training horn was only useful to the spirit beasts who signed the blood contract, only the kind made by Dinghu was useful to all monsters. Ding Hu became a fool. In order to conceal the news, Liu Yunzong distributed the training horns in the library to various factions, and made the name of benefiting fellow disciples, so as to make the illusion that Ding Hu was okay.
Therefore, Qingyunzong now also has this kind of training angle. The person blowing the horn was a Nascent Soul cultivator, his strength was not weak, and with the same voice, Yan Lie's head began to ache suddenly, and the action of the mysterious battle in mid-air also stagnated for a moment.
Others can't see it, but the Sect Master Yunzhu who is fighting against him can see it clearly: "Xuanji, you really are a monster!"
"It's your mother!" Xuanji threw out a whip. The whip was pitch-black and introverted. It was one of the "wedding gifts" sent by Mo Tianliao. With a single stroke, the majestic power of true essence broke through the air. As soon as he came out, he reached Yunzhu's face and made a big cut.
"Uncle, don't be impulsive!" Yan Lie Yujian rushed up and threw a small nail at the Sect Master of Qingyun Sect. The small nail carried pure fire spirit power, and it burst open when encountering Yunzhu Zhenren's defensive cover. The crackling sounded non-stop.
"What?" Xuanji snapped his fingers inadvertently, deflected a small flying nail, and went straight to the monk who was blowing the horn. Unprepared, he nailed it firmly into the mouth of the man who was blowing with joy. , burst open with a bang.
"Ah—" The man screamed, lost the training horn and began to roll around on the ground.
"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's go quickly," Yan Lie said to Xuanji, then turned to the people of Qingyun Sect and said loudly, "I was waiting for the good intentions to send the body, and it's really chilling for you to treat me like this, wait for me to go back and report back. Sect Master, justice will be given to what happened today!"
After all, Xuanji grabbed Yan Lie, rushed out at the speed of a god-turning cultivator, and made a big move. The monstrous waves rushed in and flooded the Qingyunzong hall in an instant.
"Sect Master, do you want to pursue it?" The disciple of Qingyun Sect asked Master Yunzhu.
"No need," Yun Zhu flicked his robe, snorted coldly, and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Go and tell the Sect Master of the Flowing Cloud Sect and say that this seat has been confirmed, and the elders of the Woyun Sect are also demon cultivators."
The disciple had already, did not dare to ask any more questions, and immediately took the order and left.
The messenger of Qingyunzong was heading towards Liuyunzong. Before that, another message had been sent to Liubi by the spies of Baiwenge.
Liu Bi looked at the inner disciple who kept apologizing for bumping into her, and signaled that it was okay, but the hand hidden in her sleeve couldn't help but clenched tightly, and when she turned back to her peak, she slowly unfolded, her palm in the palm of her hand. There was a jade slip the size of a fingernail. Looking at the flame logo on the jade slip, she clenched it again. Unexpectedly, the power of Forge Heaven has penetrated to such an extent that even the inner disciples of Floating Cloud Sect have been bribed.
In fact, this is really not what Mo Tianliao bought, but Chi Xiang's handwriting. This guy Chi Xiang has great ambitions, and he has placed eyeliners in the major sects of the right path. Once he dies, these forces will be cheaper for Mo Tianliao.
The wind was surging outside, Mo Tianliao looked at the sky through the transparent glazed tiles on the top of the hall, it seemed that the sky was about to change.
In the past, Catboy liked to climb high and low, but he would be anxious when he couldn’t find Jiaotian. Mo Tianliao installed a few transparent tiles on the roof of the main hall, so that Catboy could see him even when he was basking in the sun. Now that I think about it, Qingtong's attachment to him may be much deeper than his attachment to Qingtong.
Because it wasn't the time to sleep on weekdays, it was just that he was tired from tossing, and Qingtong woke up after sleeping for a while, and saw Mo Tianliao staring at the roof in a daze.
Slowly reaching out, he hooked Mo Tianliao's hair with his slender fingers.
Mo Tianliao turned around, his eyes were full of tenderness, he leaned over and kissed his eyes: "Does it still hurt?"
Qingtong shook his head and yawned.
Mo Tianliao stretched out his hand and pulled the man into his arms, pointing to the light leaking from the ceiling: "Do you still remember that tile?"
Qingtong followed his fingers and looked over. That was where he often stayed. Sometimes the sun was just right, but Mo Tianliao had to stay in the shady hall to talk about business, so he climbed to the roof by himself. But the roof was too high, and every time he went up, he couldn't get down, so he would meow twice, and Mo Tianliao in the hall could hear it. No matter what he was talking about, he could leave a bunch of his subordinates behind, run out, jump on the roof and carry him down.
"Do you know why I dote on you so much?" Mo Tianliao wrapped a strand of snow-colored hair around his fingertips, "Because I want you to be inseparable from me, only I can make you the best toy. Good grilled fish, the best catch, no one can take you away from me."
Qingtong listened quietly, and gradually narrowed his eyes.
"So you see, didn't I succeed?" Mo Tianliao smiled and pecked lightly on his pale thin lips, "So baby, just tell me what you want, if you don't say it, how do you know I don't? Would you like to?"
Shuangxiu's fingers pressed against Mo Tianliao's chest suddenly clenched tightly, scratching the thin inner shirt, and the claws that had not been retracted in time made a few white marks on the strong chest: "If I want you to stay in this world. Don't you become a fairy?"
I thought Mo Tianliao would be surprised and hesitate, but he didn't even frown and said without thinking, "Why not?"
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