Mo Tianliao stiffened for a moment, swallowed his saliva, and held the hand with the claw hook as if nothing had happened: "It's cold at night, so cover it when you're hairless."
"You're hairless!" Qingtong raised his night vision eyes and glared at him.
"I really don't have hair," Mo Tianliao couldn't help laughing. He sat cheekily beside the bed and tucked his cool hand into the quilt. "But I have leaves." In front of Zun, the hand slowly turned into wood, with a cyan texture, and after a while, a small young leaf slowly emerged from the fingertip, supported by a small leaf stem.
Qingtong bent his legs, originally planning to kick the guy who casually invaded the site, but was instantly attracted by the trembling little leaf. Putting away the fingers of the claws, he gently touched the small leaf, and a small force spread along the fingertips, bringing a little coolness. Click, click again, the young leaves nodded their heads with the ups and downs of the fingers, then clicked, broke, and wobbly fell on the quilt.
Mo Tianliao: "..." This is a small leaf that was born after spending the whole day of spiritual energy he accumulated, and it just disappeared.
Retracting his hands into the quilt, Qingtong glanced at the stupid apprentice who was showing off the leaves: "Childish."
As if the one who just played with leaves wasn't you? Mo Tianliao laughed angrily, there was no reason to tell Uncle Cat, he shook his head, turned his hand back, tucked the quilt for the master, and touched the delicate chin with his hand, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
"Today's matter, I..." Mo Tianliao put away the hand that always couldn't help but want to touch the master, and put his hands together on his lap.
Qingtong stared at him coldly, but wanted to see what the scoundrel of the frivolous master had to say.
"I didn't mean to belittle you, I just saw you bit your mouth, and for a while..." Can't help it for a while? No no, can't say that. Confused for a while? Will definitely be scratched into a washboard!
"Shizun Shizun, you are still reasonable!" Qingtong sat up.
"It's not just me who is frivolous with you," Mo Tianliao murmured in a low voice, "you came back frivolous later." At first, he was completely distressed that Uncle Cat bit his mouth, hugged him with both hands, and blocked it with his mouth in a hurry. After realizing that something was wrong, he quickly let go. This person posted it himself. Who can stand such temptation
"Fucking!" The sensitive cat ears naturally heard the whispered complaint clearly, and Qingtong suddenly became angry, kicked over and kicked the villain out of bed. How could he do such a thing if he hadn't been seduced by that warm life force. At that time, the pain was so painful that I almost fainted, and it was so comfortable all of a sudden, it was like someone scratching my chin that was so itchy, and he would naturally hand over his chin and let the slave scratch it!
Mo Tianliao staggered for a while, and was also a little angry, and couldn't help but say: "You are my cat, what's wrong with kissing?" Didn't they kiss often when they were young? Although he is sometimes bitten by Uncle Cat, in most cases, the little furball is still willing to kiss him.
Qingtong was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes slowly, lay down again without making a sound, pointed his back at Mo Tianliao, and said no more.
After a moment of silence in the room, Mo Tianliao realized that he seemed to have said something wrong, and sat back on the bed with a shy face: "Master, I..."
"Let's go." The cold voice was a little tired.
"I'm going to Mo Dao tomorrow, I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you back to the sect," Mo Tianliao put one hand on the shoulder of the person on the bed, "Go back and let the sect master show you if it hurts your soul, wait for me when you come back. Try to make a magic weapon that isolates the training horns and soul power."
"Go away." The hand covered by the quilt slowly clenched into a fist, Qingtong moved his shoulders, and shook the Dengtuzi's hand away.
"Don't get out, I want to sleep here." Mo Tianliao took off his shoes and socks, climbed onto the bed and rubbed against Master.
"You..." Qingtong turned around and glared at him, just in time to meet the face that was rubbing over.
"Little Claw," Mo Tianliao poked Shizun with his nose with a smile, "Don't be angry, it's my fault today, I'm lustful, I couldn't hold back for a while, if you can't get angry... oh, it hurts!"
It is very dangerous to poke a cat's nose with his nose. If he is not careful, he will be bitten fiercely, even if the cat uncle becomes a cold and beautiful teacher.
So, Mo Tianliao, who failed to coax the cat, clutched his bitten nose and went downstairs in despair to make a living with his senior.
The bed in the lower room was neither spacious nor soft. The big tiger slept on its back in the middle of the bed, and its thick tail took up a lot of space. When someone approached, he didn’t open his eyes and let go of his senses. After a while, when he found out that it was his junior brother, he relaxed again and continued to whimper.
Mo Tianliao sighed, Jindan cultivator was still sleeping, shouldn't he seize all the time to meditate and practice, and give the bed to the weak junior brother to sleep
Raising his hand and pushing the big tiger into the bed, Mo Tianliao climbed up and leaned on the tiger, his soft and warm fur belly was very comfortable, no wonder Master always likes to lean on this position. The big tiger was probably used to being bullied by his master, and some people lay on their stomachs and didn't wake up.
Mo Tianliao rubbed the thick fur. The tiger's fur was a little hard, but not as soft as the cat's fur. He put one hand behind his head and quietly watched the moonlight coming in through the crack of the window. He slowly reached out and touched himself. 's lips, thinking of the soft, sweet touch today, my heart throbbed for no reason.
Sins and sins, that is their own master, that is their own cat! After reciting it ten times in silence, and reciting the art of exorcism, Mo Tianliao closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The next day, handing over the flying boat to the senior brother, Mo Tianliao looked at the unopened door upstairs, told the senior brother to take good care of the master, and left.
The artifact is too expensive, and the auction house has to rush to a big auction that will only be held every few years, and if it is bought by others, it will be even more difficult to obtain. Without delay, he must hurry over.
Just as Yu Jian flew ten miles away, he saw a person standing in the sky, with a snow-colored robe swaying in the wind, and for a moment, Mo Tianliao thought that he had encountered a banished immortal who had accidentally descended to earth and lost his way.
"Master!" Mo Tianliao rushed over, "Why don't you go back?"
"Just your foundation-building cultivation base, go to the devil's way?" Qingtong glanced at him, wanting to get the divine weapon, but didn't want to spend money, he had already expected what this guy was going to do. If you go to the devil's cave alone, you will be smashed into pieces of wood if you are not careful. How dare you leave him alone
"I don't fight with others." Mo Tianliao couldn't help but crack open the corners of his mouth. Is Mr. Cat worried about himself? Carefully rubbed over and pulled the sleeve of the master.
"Humph." Qingtong snorted, but didn't shake it off.
Two days later, the Demon Dao, the Earth Slaughter Demon Palace.
"His Excellency, there is a Foundation Establishment Refiner who asks to see you." The guard hurried in and reported on his knees.
Earth Slaughter Demon Venerable squinted his eyes and asked the beauties around him to feed the spirit wine. Hearing this, he frowned, and his voice was like a bell: "A small foundation-building cultivator dares to ask to see the deity?" This is really a rare thing, his cruelty is The demon world is famous, even a little cultivator dares to open his mouth!
"Yes, he said let me have a word with you." The guard said tremblingly.
"What are you talking about?" Venerable Earth Slaughter sat up and snorted coldly. The little cultivator even dared to let someone talk to him. If it was useless, he would immediately ask someone to tear him apart.
"He said, 'I am an old man, I can talk to the hammer'." The guard sweated, and he didn't know what that meant, but the foundation-building cultivator had a calm temperament and was not afraid of the demon cultivator guarding the gate. , what he said made him believe a little bit.
Venerable Earth Slaughter's eyes widened, who is this person? His real name has the word "Hammer" in it. He has lived for thousands of years, and his family has long since disappeared. Anyone who knows his real name will be smashed to heaven, but that guy has been dead for hundreds of years! "Call him in!"
Mo Tianliao patted the kitten in the front of his coat, followed the guards, and walked into the magic palace.
The Earth Slaughter Palace was built on a rocky mountain. It looked gloomy and terrifying on the outside, but inside, it was full of birds and flowers, and it was magnificent. Even if you choose a place with steep terrain to build a palace for the sake of momentum, you have to consider whether there is enough spiritual energy, and spiritual grass and spiritual wood are still indispensable.
However, don't think that the ugly stone mountain outside is just to scare people, those are all large and small spiritual mines, and there are countless spiritual stones inside! Mo Tianliao's evaluation of the old repeat customer of Slaughter is that people are stupid and have a lot of money.
The author has something to say about the small theater:
"The Devil Must Have a Domineering Name"
Magic Armor: I heard that the slayer of the earth-killer returned to the surname Xuanyuan
Demon Cultivator B: I heard that the Venerable came from a scholarly family
Magic Repair C: I heard... I can't make it up
Woodworking: Sledgehammer, here comes your new weapon!