The shell in Xuanji's hand fell to the ground with a bang, and he quickly picked it up and wiped it babyly: "The frost blade is still small."
"Don't bother, tomorrow is the conference, so I have to take it out." Qingtong glanced at his senior brother, raised his hand to call Mo Tianliao over, and asked him what was going on.
Mo Tianliao briefly explained what happened today, the big tiger was so angry that he bit off a vine.
A demon cultivator who has transformed into a human is no different from a human being. To allow a little girl to be bullied by a beast in this way is really dehumanizing. For the sake of money, Liu Yunzong can really do anything. It is said that there was an elder who once tried to see if his own demon cultivator could give birth to a child combining human and beast, and let the alchemist refine a lot of medicines that could help with conception for spiritual pets to eat.
The result is of course impossible, and therefore, human cultivation is more certain, even if it is transformed, it cannot be compared with human beings.
"These beasts are so inhuman!" Xuanji threw his shell to the ground in a rage, and the hard and heavy basalt shell cracked the bluestone slab.
Mo Tianliao twitched the corners of his mouth: "Uncle, Shell..."
"Humph!" Xuanji picked up the shell, blew it, put it in his arms and walked away angrily.
"Is Xuanji twisting the hemp rope to protect the shell?" Mo Tianliao sat on the soft cushion and hugged his cat into his arms when he saw that someone had left.
Qingtong hugged him obediently, leaned on Mo Tianliao and yawned: "Not at first."
The big tiger pricked up his ears when he heard the words.
When Xuanji was young, the three brothers played together, and Master took a small ball and threw it out for them to pick up. Tian Lang was always the fastest, and he ran over in a dizzying manner. Qingtong often ignored the teasing of the master, and occasionally scrambled for face twice, so he was too lazy to run back and climbed onto Tian Lang's head to let the senior brother Give the camel back.
Tian Lang was always responsive to his younger brother, so he held the ball to his younger brother, and ran back with the kitten in his arms with great joy.
Only Xuanji ran with the shell behind his back, running too fast, and the shell fell off, leaving only a snake winding on the ground. He ran faster, but the master said that running without his pants would not count, and finally gave the rewarded delicious food to Qingtong with the ball in his mouth.
Tian Lang was not obsessed with delicious food, he liked to play the game of throwing the ball and picking up the ball. Seeing his younger brother eating slowly, he pestered the master to play with the ball. Only Xuanji was saddened by holding the shell. He didn't mean to take off his pants. Really, the shell fell off by itself.
There are many similar things. After several blows, Xuanji finally came up with a solution, that is to tie the shell tightly with hemp rope, so that it will not fall off when running. But it was tied too tightly, with only the head and tail clasped outside, and it was indecent to run shrunken like a bug, and it couldn't run fast.
In the end, Xuanji found that it was good to tie the shell on his back, and there was still a snake underneath, and the shell would not touch the ground on his back, so he ran fast and stable.
Therefore, in Woyunzong, a small snake with a tortoise shell can often be seen, following behind a puppy with a cat on its back.
Because the ordinary hemp rope is too deep, Xuanji wanted to make a light and soft one by himself, so he began to study the hemp rope, and rubbing it became a habit.
Mo Tianliao was silent for a while, this is really a past that deserves sympathy, so the hemp rope was originally used as a belt...
At night, Mo Tianliao saw the people beside him fall asleep, so he quietly got up, put on his clothes, called Taishi who had a candlestick next to him, and quietly opened the door.
"Where are you going?" The sweet voice was a little lazy, Mo Tianliao turned around and saw the man lying on his side on the bed, stretching his arms lazily towards him.
Mo Tianliao was immediately stabbed in the heart by this action. She was numb and numb. He leaned in and kissed the outstretched fingertips: "I'll go and steal a few Wenyuguo, be good, then go to sleep, I'll be back before dawn. ."
The slender and fair arms wrapped around Mo Tianliao's neck, the meaning was obvious, he was going too.
"No, it's close to the mountain forest where the beasts are trained. If they blow the training horns, it will be a headache." Mo Tianliao shook his head.
Qingtong turned into a kitten, holding on to Mo Tianliao's shirt with a firm attitude.
"..." One person and one cat confronted each other for a moment, then Mo Tianliao was defeated. Looking at those clear glass eyes, he couldn't say what he refused.
Qingtong smugly clasped Mo Tianliao's chest in front of the clothes, tucked the front of his clothes to reveal a small head, and shook his tail excitedly. Night is the right time to hunt.
The mountain road is smooth, as long as you don't go to the side, there will be no problem.
Bai Yujie flashed fluorescent light in the cold white moonlight, and the noctilucent grass on both sides of the road also flickered, which was very beautiful.
The kitten jumped to the ground and fluttered into the luminous grass, Mo Tianliao stopped and waited for him.
Looking up at the moonlight, the cold light shines on the mountains, quiet and silent. The road to immortality is slow, and most of the time it is so lonely, but if there is someone to accompany it, it will be very different.
"What are you looking at?" The kitten turned into a slender beauty at some point, and followed Mo Tianliao's gaze, "The moon is beautiful." After saying that, he stretched out his hand towards the moon.
The invisible moonlight slowly gathered, like a mountain stream and flowing water, condensed into a bunch, turned into a crystal band of light, poured down, and all gathered in the palm of your hand. The soft wide sleeves slipped, revealing a fair forearm, and the moonlight wrapped around the beautiful arm and slowly melted into the body.
Mo Tianliao was a little stunned to see it, more and more legends said that the big monster could absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, but it was true!
The snow-colored clothes were swaying in the wind, and the moonlight was like training, entwining the person who was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, giving Mo Tianliao the illusion that the person was about to emerge.
"Qingtong!" Mo Tianliao walked over quickly and grabbed his hand.
The surrounding Yuehua slowly escaped due to the sudden interruption, Qingtong didn't care, let them leave, and slowly turned back to look at Mo Tianliao, the light-colored glazed eyes shone with some fine particles because they had just absorbed Yuehua. starlight.
"What?" Qingtong looked at him strangely.
"Let's go." Mo Tianliao opened his mouth, wanting to say that he was afraid that you would fly away, but he felt that this was too stupid, and he might be beaten, so he swallowed it back, and silently dragged his cat away.
Qingtong earned it or not, so he let him pull it, dragged his steps behind him, and looked to the side of the road as he walked. The eyes that can see things at night can see everything in the mountains and forests clearly. Birds resting in the treetops, rabbits lying in the grass, macaques hanging upside down on the branches.
"Mo Tianliao..." Qingtong called to him.
"Huh?" Mo Tianliao replied softly, walking up according to the memory of the day, if he couldn't use his sword, he would be discovered.
Mo Tianliao didn't care when Qingtong called him, and he agreed. He didn't say anything and didn't ask any more questions. Just like a mortal walking slowly, holding hands and doing nothing, he felt very happy. The warmth of the other party came from his palms, and Mo Tianliao suddenly understood what mortals call old age together. I don't feel bored holding hands like this, and I just hope that the mountain road can be longer and never come to an end.
"What do you mean when you say you can't help yourself?" Qingtong was silent for a moment before asking again.
Mo Tianliao's footsteps paused for a while, and then raised his feet again: "It's hard to control one's emotions. Usually, it is said that a person can't control his own emotions and can't help doing things that follow his heart."
"It's like burying a hairy belly?" Qingtong looked at the back of Mo Tianliao's head. In his opinion, Mo Tianliao likes to rub his hair, just like Tianlang likes to chew on bones. look.
"It's the same, it's not the same," Mo Tianliao stopped, looked back at him, walked down a step slowly, and stood next to him, "The so-called love is hard to restrain, just because I like it too much."
He said softly, leaned in slowly, and kissed the slightly parted thin lips.
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"What does it mean to like"
Tian Lang: If you like it, it is the wolf [crossed out] the dog [crossed out] to see the flesh and bones!
Xuanji: Like is the shell that Xuanwu can't drop when he sees it!
Little Claw: Like is a scratching board that the cat sees and will not break!
Woodworker: ... That's not what you mean, drop!