The body temperature in his arms was a little low, Mo Tianliao pulled the thin quilt beside him and wrapped the two of them together. The sleepy person relaxed unconsciously because of the familiar body temperature.
The sky was still bright, and the sun shone in through the thin curtains, reflecting the impeccably delicate and handsome face. Mo Tianliao stretched out a finger and gently drew Qingtong's eyebrows, even if he guessed it, it was still a little unbelievable. Three hundred years ago, this was a little ball of hair that didn't even know high-level spells. In just three hundred years, it was advanced into a god, and it was still in the condition of incomplete soul...
The reasoning of the advanced monsters is slower than that of humans, because at the first level, the intellect is not open, so you cannot learn any exercises, and you can only slowly absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Low-level monsters are not very useful to high-level monks. Therefore, some people don't want monsters when their cultivation is low, and when their cultivation reaches Nascent Soul or above, they go to catch a high-level monster.
Slowly wrapping a strand of soft snow-colored hair around his fingertips, Mo Tianliao's eyes darkened. For the Demon Venerables in his previous life, almost everyone has a high-level monster, and those monsters can already be transformed into The human figures are all beautiful and moving, and the hair color is the same as the hair color. Therefore, when he saw Qingtong's blue silk turning white, he began to doubt it.
"My little claw doesn't like mutton, he likes to play with glass beads..." Mo Tianliao said in a soft voice, his heart aching, he didn't know how Mo Xiaozuo learned the secret technique of splitting the soul, and how he died In a split second, he was wrapped in divine soul, but apart from the powerful divine soul of the monster, there was nothing that could keep his divine soul immortal for three hundred years.
Meng Hu hurried back after dealing with the mess in front of him, but was locked in the outer hall.
There is a forbidden magic circle in the inner hall. These two times, Qingtong fell asleep too quickly and did not have time to activate the magic circle, so Mo Tianliao was able to get in. But now, since he has already entered, he will naturally not let other idlers. , tigers, etc. came in to disturb Master's sleep.
The senior brother scratched the door outside for a while, and left reluctantly. He planned to find his junior brother, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find anything, so he couldn't help scratching his head, where is this kid
The sun rose again and again, and Qingtong fell asleep for a day and a night.
The morning sun shines in through the tulle, the long eyelashes tremble, and he slowly opens his eyes. The original ink-colored pupils have turned into light-colored glass, which is crystal clear in the morning light, which is extremely beautiful.
Mo Tianliao looked at him without speaking, only smiled slightly.
Qingtong just woke up and was still a little confused. Seeing Mo Tianliao, he didn't find it strange. He habitually leaned over and rubbed his face on his chest.
There was a momentary stagnation in his breathing, Mo Tianliao only felt that a feather swept across the tip of his heart, his heart was itching, and his nose was also itching...
Qingtong, who had rubbed his face, suddenly stiffened for a while, this feeling was wrong, he was now a humanoid!
Before Mo Tianliao could speak, he was kicked out of bed.
"Evil disciple, why are you here!" Qingtong stood up and stared at the guy on the ground. Damn it, he even took off his jacket and slept with his master in only his inner shirt.
Mo Tianliao got up from the cushion and looked at him cheekily on the edge of the bed: "Master passed out yesterday, I..."
Qingtong was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the hair hanging down on his chest, it was snow white! In a hurry in my heart, I suddenly felt dizzy, and the moment my elbows were weak, I was about to fall down.
Mo Tianliao quickly climbed onto the bed again, took the person into his arms, stretched out a finger, and gently rubbed the forehead of the beauty in his arms.
The dizziness had not yet passed, and there was a throbbing pain in his head. Qingtong wanted to reach out to hit him, but he couldn't lift his strength.
"You are my cat, what's wrong with hugging?" Mo Tianliao said as a matter of course, without any intention of letting go.
Qingtong was stunned for a moment, then slowly opened his eyes, Mo Tianliao's gentle smiling face was quietly reflected in the light-colored glazed eyes, which was the same as when he looked at Mo Xiaozuo.
Transferring the fire-type spiritual power to his fingertips, and sticking it warmly on the smooth forehead to help him relieve his headache, Mo Tianliao sighed: "These years, you are the power that has protected my spirit and soul? Silly cat. …”
The cold eyes slowly lowered, the white to almost transparent hand slowly raised, the rounded and beautifully trimmed fingertips suddenly turned into transparent claw tips, raised his hand, and gave Mo Tianliao a slap, the villain, Where to touch it!
Before anything could be said clearly, Mo Tianliao was thrown out of the main hall of Qingning Palace on the charge of being a "frivolous master".
The master refused to see him for several days, and Mo Tianliao, who could not enter through the door, was very helpless.
Going to the Ten Thousand Books of Blessed Land to check the jade slips, Mo Tianliao even looked at the level of the God Transformation Stage, but he still couldn't find a way to heal Qingtong. If the cultivator's soul is damaged, he will certainly 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 feet to meet the sect master, and wanted to inquire about some news from the sect master. According to the senior brother, the sect master must have been aware of the damage to Qingtong's soul, and the degree of damage to his soul should be clearer.
As a result, when he arrived at Wotian Cave, Mo Tianliao had to turn around and go to Woxuan Cave when he was told that the sect master was not there.
These three are apprentice brothers, although I don't know how these people became apprentice brothers with the cat Mo Xiaopao, but after all, they have been together for so many years, and they can endure their own cat's bad temper, so they should be good guys.
Woxuan Cave, the main hall in the middle of the lake, the real person Xuanji sat on the main seat, listening to Yuan Hai's slow report with a blank expression.
"The sect master asked each cave to investigate spies. The disciple thought about it. The most suspicious ones in our cave are the ordinary disciples of the generation." Yuan Hai took out the roster and showed it to the master.
On the Taixuan Continent, everyone longs for monsters, which is not a good thing for monsters. Wo Yunzong is the only place that can shelter these monsters. Most of the demon cultivators who came to apprentice were already transformed, and the transformed demon cultivators could not easily see their original body. At this time, the sect master would leave the person to Xuanji and let him take him away for observation. as ordinary disciples.
As for why it is not allocated to the real person of Qingtong...
Woqing Cave, Qingning Palace.
The gray-and-white wolf ran round and round around the kitten. Seeing that the kitten ignored him, he climbed down again. Hairball. Then, unexpectedly, he got a paw.
"Ow!" The wolf jumped three feet high and covered his nose. "Qingtong, can't you show some respect to your senior brother?"
The white kitten lifted its eyelids and glanced at him, then spit out two words: "Stupid dog."
"Well..." Hearing these two words, the wolf finally got angry and threatened, "Give you one more chance to admit that I am a wolf, otherwise..." His lips lifted, revealing two rows of snow-white fangs. With a cold light.
Mo Xiaopaw sat up and flicked his tail.
"Sect Master, rest your anger!" A striped figure suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and a huge colorful tiger rushed over, "Putong" and knocked down the fangs-barking wolf.
"Ouch!" The wolf who was pinned down and couldn't move struggled, but the big tiger on his body didn't mean to move at all, and was still trying to persuade him.
"Master has a bad temper, you always take more care."
Kitten Yiyiran walked over and patted the dog's head with her paw: "Didn't you claim to be a descendant of Tengu?"
"Yes!" The gray-white wolf squashed by the big tiger wagged his tail proudly.
"And you said you're not a dog?" Kitten stretched, turned and jumped onto the bed, ignoring him.
The Sect Master is anxious: "But my ancestors also had Sirius! Really, I lied to you as a dog!"
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"Trick You I'm a Dog"
Xiao Tianlang: Tong Tong, the meat bones cooked by Shizun are not tasty at all Xiao Qingtong: Really
Xiao Tianlang: Really, I don't want to eat a single bite, I'll lie to you that I'm a dog.
Xiao Qingtong: (Put out the fragrant meat cooked by the master, and then look at the big brother)
Xiao Tianlang: …Wow!