The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

Chapter 44: arctic fox

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Just as he was talking, he raised his glass for a while, put a layer of defense restrictions around his body, and continued to drink casually. The Black Nightmare Lion turned his head and looked in the direction of the window.

With a "bang", a man in a white shirt and covered in injuries broke in and fell straight to the ground, falling right at Mo Tianliao's feet.

Mo Tianliao moved his feet away, and the man next to him raised his hand and grabbed the back collar of the man's shirt. He picked him up, revealing a bright face that looked like a mortal seventeen or eighteen years old. .

"Hmm..." The man who was unconscious for a moment opened his eyes, saw the face of Murder, and looked around in horror. Seeing the curious human-shaped lion behind Mo Tianliao, and seeing the small hairy head exposed on Mo Tianliao's chest, the man hugged Dijian's thick forearm and pleaded, "Sir, I am going to be auctioned off. something, want to escape, please…”

Mo Xiaozuo stood up with the front of his clothes on, quietly looking at the man in the blood-stained snow clothes, his eyes narrowed slightly. He could see clearly that it was a monster, a monster that was very weak just after its transformation.

Black Nightmare Lion didn't say a word, and pushed his master behind his back, telling him not to pinch people to death.

"Break into Xiaoyao Tower, go in and have a look." There were noisy voices downstairs, which could be heard clearly with the divine sense of killing the earth.

All forces in the Eight Desolate City gave each other courtesy, and if they wanted to arrest someone, they would definitely go through the main gate. It would take a while to negotiate with the old man, but it was too late to escape.

The man gritted his teeth, adjusted his posture and knelt on the ground: "Sir, I'm a disguised monster, you picked me up, I'm yours, I beg you to take it in." He could see clearly that the man in front of him had an amazing momentum and extraordinary strength. , should be able to protect him, and this person already has a magic pet who has a blood contract, and he will not do anything to him for a while, and then he will wait for an opportunity to escape. More importantly, he felt the breath of the ancient demon outside, so he broke in without hesitation. Since it is not that person's magic pet, could it be...

"Monster beast?" Shidi suddenly became interested, raised his hand and touched the man's delicate face, pinched his chin and looked curiously, then turned to ask his own lion, "Is this a monster?"

"Well," Black Nightmare Lion responded, moving his ears, "The people from the auction house will come up in a while, do you want it?"

"The rules of Taixuan Continent, whoever picks it up is whoever." Mo Tianliao touched the small head in his arms, and said calmly, the meaning is very clear, it's a bastard if you have the advantage.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry." The old bustard's voice rang from outside, and he pushed open the door, followed by a few large and three thick demon cultivators, holding demon chains in their hands.

"This is Venerable Earth Slaughter," the old bustard said with a smile, "Sir, this is from the Xiaoyao Auction House."

"Meet Your Majesty," the leader half-knelt on the ground to salute, and glanced at the man who was still in the hands of Murderer, "This is the auction house's goods, which disturbed His Majesty's Yaxing, and the little one will take him away. "Speaking, I want to go up and get someone.

The monster was shivering with fright, holding on to the ground-killing arm without letting go, a pair of hanging eyes filled with tears, looking at him pleadingly.

Venerable Earth Slaughter was very useful to the small eyes of this dependence, and snorted coldly: "This seat has picked it up, and he is now the seat of this seat."

"This... Venerable forgiveness, this is the goods that the auction house bought at a huge price, if it can't be brought back..." The people of the auction house looked embarrassed, this monster in shape is extremely precious, but the finale goods of this auction , they can't afford to lose it.

"A monster without an owner, whoever picks it up is who," Mo Tianliao said coldly, "Even if the auction is going to be big, it can't break the rules of the entire Taixuan Continent."

The group of people immediately broke into a sweat when they heard it. They said it as if they were bullying Venerable Earth Slaughter. It's not enough to be crushed with one finger, no matter how big the forces behind them are, they don't dare to bully this guy!

The devil does not want the right way. When you encounter danger, you report to your own teacher and ancestor. Maybe someone can sell your face and spare your life. The magic way is completely respected by strength, his own strength is low, he has no eyes, and there is no reason to be killed.

"Humph!" The earth-killing slap slapped the wine table, and the spar-carved wine table shattered instantly.

Mo Tianliao raised his hand to cover it with his sleeve, and the slag splashed on the cat.

The pressure of the Demon Venerable instantly filled the entire room, and everyone had to crawl to the ground. Mo Tianliao didn't notice because his spirit was stronger than killing the earth, and continued to watch the fun.

"It's not easy to run this far. This is a reward for your hard work." Jiji grinned, grabbed a handful of spirit stones and threw it on the group of people, "Go away!"

After being smashed by the spirit stones all over the sky, everyone did not dare to say anything, and lowered their heads to pick up the spirit stones. They didn't care about this matter. Whoever picked up the monster really counted. Besides, the auction house wouldn't want to offend the Demon Venerable, so they had to take the Demon Venerable's reward and walked away in despair.

Seeing those people leave, the seriously injured man finally couldn't hold it any longer, and he closed his eyes and passed out. After a burst of light, it turned into a snow-white fox.

Where has this fox seemed to be seen? Mo Tianliao frowned slightly, and suddenly remembered that the woman who was auctioned off in Liuhefang was also such a snow fox, so she didn't know what the connection between these two foxes might be.

Murderer held the fox in his hand, not knowing where to put it, so he threw it to the black nightmare lion behind him. The Black Nightmare Lion raised his hand to catch it, but he didn't know where to put it. He was also a monster, and it seemed inappropriate to carry the fox in his arms, so he had to turn into a big lion and hide the fox in the thick fur on his neck. The white fox is only one foot long, and it will not fall off when placed on the broad back of the lion.

Not long after, the old prostitute came back, with a group of beautiful women, smiling genially, as if nothing had happened just now, and diligently introduced these girls to the murderer.

Most of the female cultivators in Xiaoyao Tower have a cauldron physique. The so-called cauldron physique refers to double spiritual roots or multiple spiritual roots, and there is mutual restraint between the spiritual roots. It is very difficult to cultivate, and the major sects do not know how. willing to receive. However, it is excellent for other monks to practice as a double cultivation.

Some people specially keep this kind of cauldron as a gift, and Xiaoyaolou can also be raised and sold. Of course, there are also some female cultivators with cauldron physique who volunteered to come here in order to earn some spiritual stones to continue their cultivation. After all, being raised privately as a furnace, it depends on the owner's face. If you go out to do business directly, there is a real spiritual stone.

"Ahie—" the kitten in his arms asked Zhifenxiang, and sneezed suddenly, raised his paw and slapped Mo Tianliao again, and began to wriggle and lose his temper.

"Little Claw can't stand here, I'll take him back first, uncle will do it at his own discretion." Mo Tianliao stood up and looked at Di Zhi's clear and sympathetic expression, suddenly felt itchy teeth, hugged the cat and turned to leave.

Mo Tianliao naturally recognized Mo Tianliao's house in the Eight Desolate City, and he turned a street corner and arrived.

The maid took Mo Tianliao to the guest room and then backed off. After Mo Tianliao was restrained, the kitten in her arms jumped out and instantly turned into a cold and beautiful master, and grabbed Mo Tianliao who was standing in front of her. Tianliao pushed away: "Go take a bath."

With her long and fair hands covering her mouth and nose, Qingtong frowned at Mo Tianliao, her eyes full of disgust.

Mo Tianliao couldn't help it, so he had to agree. After walking two steps, he remembered that his cat hadn't bathed, so he turned his head and asked, "Would you like me to wash it for you as well?" After saying this, he felt that something was wrong. Looking at the stunned Master, Mo Tianliao immediately smeared oil on the soles of his feet, turned around and left.

"Evil!" Qingtong reacted, raising his hand and calling out with an empty palm.

Mo Tianliao immediately crossed his arms and formed a defensive restraint. At the moment when the restraint shattered, he jumped into the bathroom.

The, damn it! Thin lips pursed lightly, Qingtong turned into a snow-colored kitten and jumped onto the bed, scratching the sheets. When Mo Tianliao came out clean, he saw the bed full of holes, and the uncle cat occupying the bed.

Raising his hand, he passed through his hair with fire spirit power, and instantly dried his hair. Mo Tianliao slammed onto the bed and squeezed with Uncle Cat.

"I won't be back tonight, Shizun, talk to me," Mo Tianliao pushed the little fur ball with his back to him, "I've washed it all, you can smell it."

"Crack!" The snow-white fur paws were raised, slapped off the groping hand, a flash of white light flashed, and the kitten turned into a slender beauty again.

Qingtong lay on his side on the bed, looked at the stupid apprentice with a flattering smile, leaned in slowly, and sniffed on his temples, there was no sticky smell of fat powder, only a faint scent of grass and wood.

The soft breath sprayed on the side of his face, so close, Mo Tianliao could feel the faint temperature on the Master's body, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva and turned to look at him.

The cold and beautiful eyes also looked at him, the thin lips parted lightly, and the voice he uttered was like an ancient relic, clear and moving: "What did you say?"

Mo Tianliao seemed to be bewitched, he slowly moved closer, and then stopped abruptly three inches away from the pale thin lips, pinched his thigh under the quilt, and hurriedly found something to say. "That fox, do you think it looks a bit like the one at Liuhefang?"

"Yeah." Qingtong replied without saying much, and didn't think there was anything wrong with Mo Tianliao being so close. After all, they usually get along like this, but just looking at the face in front of him, his hands felt itchy. , want to reach out and scratch.

Thinking this way, he did just that, the human-shaped Uncle Cat stretched out his hand, put his fingertips as white as jade on Mo Tianliao's face, and gently curved his fingertips.

The cool fingertips scratched his face, Mo Tianliao was too stiff to move, the gentle itch was itching to the bottom of his heart, he only felt a little dry, and an uncontrollable heat rushed all over his body.

"Qingtong..." Mo Tianliao said in a hoarse voice, intentionally wanting to warn Master to stay away from him, even if he is a wood now, he is still a man who can't stand provocation! If it goes on like this, it's hard to say what will happen to you!

The cold and beautiful eyes narrowed slowly, and a slap pushed the face in front of him away: "Evil disciple, how can you directly call the master's name!"

Ka Ka Ka, the inexplicable charming atmosphere between the two of them shattered so inexplicably.

The author has something to say: Small Theater:

"When can we fall in love normally"

Woodworking: Master, your lips look so sweet

Master: Disciple, are you trying to bite me? (Lower your mouth first to be strong, bite)

Woodworking: QAQ