In the bathroom was a huge bathtub carved from spar, with a water diversion formation engraved on it, which could draw water from a nearby spring. Mo Tianliao turned on the formation, and the pool soon filled with clear mountain spring water. This mountain spring was on a high mountain. Snow water, still braving the cold.
Placing Qingtong on the soft couch by the pool, Mo Tianliao pressed the red fiery marble embedded by the pool. After a while, the pool water became hot. There are formations everywhere in the Crystal Palace. Immortal artifacts are usually run by spirit stones, including this water-boiling formation, which is also supported by a few high-grade spirit stones that Mo Tianliao had inserted when he came in.
Qingtong sat on the soft couch and looked around curiously.
Tai Shi flew over and turned into a dog's tail grass dangling: "I calculated, this palace will cost three high-grade spirit stones a day."
The tortoiseshell-colored dog's tail grass bears a thorn as hard as a steel needle. It doesn't look fun at all. Qingtong snapped his fingers and instantly froze it into a lump of ice.
"Hmm..." There was a sudden pain in his body, and Qingtong couldn't help but bend over while holding his heart with one hand.
"Qingtong!" Mo Tianliao turned around and hugged him. Seeing him so startled, he quickly squatted down to look at him, "What's wrong? Does it hurt?"
After relieving the pain, Qingtong let go of his hand and shook his head. The internal injury has not healed, and the dantian has just been repaired. It is very fragile. It is common to use the real energy to cause pain.
Mo Tianliao also saw it, and kissed him on the forehead distressedly: "Until the injury heals, don't use the real energy." When the monk reaches the spirit transformation stage, the spiritual power will be transformed into the real energy through the dantian, and the real energy cannot be used. It means that Qingtong needs to be like a mortal in the near future, unable to fight or fly.
There are dangers everywhere in the world of comprehension, and this time things in the Floating Cloud Sect are difficult to do well, and there will inevitably be conflicts when going out. Mo Tianliao, who had originally planned to return to the sect earlier, suddenly changed his mind and decided to stay on the snowy mountain for a few more days, and wait for the cat in his heart to recover.
"Ah!" In Wo Yunzong, the real person Tianlang sneezed.
"Father, your nose is too sensitive, don't get close to the flowers." A young man wearing a black and white Taoist robe came over and took the chrysanthemum in front of Tian Lang.
"Hey, don't, I want to use it to make tea." Tian Lang took the chrysanthemum over. This is the moon chrysanthemum just offered by the small sect below. It is said to contain the essence of moonlight.
"Dry the tea first, father." Lang Zi took the chrysanthemum over again with a blank expression, and took it out to dry.
Tian Lang twitched the corners of his mouth, his son really became less and less cute. How did the soft little hairballs become like this when I was a child? I have to go back and ask the master how he has taught this kid all these years.
The water in the pool is warm and slightly hot, which can just relieve the fatigue of the body.
Qingtong sighed softly, leaning on Mo Tianliao and not moving. Mo Tianliao hooked his lips and picked up the water to bathe his cat.
The fair skin is now covered with little red marks, spreading from the neck to some unspeakable places, Mo Tianliao's heart is hot, and the rubbing hands can't help but add a little more strength.
"Hmm..." Without knowing where he met, Qingtong snorted suddenly, and his slender legs bounced, causing a splash of water.
A sweet hum tickled on the apex of his heart, Mo Tianliao felt itchy throat, couldn't help lowering his head and licked the red spot on his neck.
Qingtong stretched out his hand and pushed him: "I want to take a bath!"
"Isn't this taking a shower?" Mo Tianliao said with a smile, his hands kept moving, and he washed him carefully.
"It hurts!" Qingtong suddenly frowned and pushed him away, but because he was sitting on Mo Tianliao's lap just now, he fell into the water with this push, and the hairy ears on top of his head were also wet. , softly sticking to the top of the head, looks so pitiful.
Mo Tianliao hurriedly hugged the man again, and helped him pour his ear: "Is the ear wet?"
Just as he was about to say no, Qingtong was stunned for a moment, raised his hand and touched his head, and found that there were two ears on top of his head.
"What are you doing away with it, there is no one else here." Mo Tian looked at him absently.
Qingtong ignored him and shrank to the pool to wash himself.
"Did it hurt you just now?" Mo Tianliao swam over, took the baby cat over, frowned slightly, he wanted to help Qingtong clean up the things left in his body, he just stretched a knuckle in and he shouted It hurts, it stands to reason that those things are left in it, they shouldn't be so astringent.
Ignoring the scratching of the cat in his arms, Mo Tianliao reached out to touch it again. The outside was very dry and there was nothing. After kneading for a while, he slowly put a finger in with the lubrication of the water, and the inside was the same. Can't help blinking: "Where did you go?"
Qingtong raised his hand and gave him a paw. The sap of Infinite Wood contained a very strong power of life. It was a rare treasure for other creatures. His body was no exception. His internal injuries won't heal so quickly.
Seeing his cat's anger turned into anger, Mo Tianliao was so blessed, he shut his mouth wisely, and took the angry master into his arms to comfort him. In this way, to heal the internal injury of the master, it only needs to repair it several times. Thinking of this, he couldn't help showing a slightly wretched smile.
Last night, I tasted the taste of Master for the first time. The delicious taste was so addicting that I couldn't stop. If I didn't take into account Qingtong's injury and didn't dare to be greedy, I'm afraid it wouldn't stop for ten days and a half months. Now it seems...
Qingtong felt that Mo Tianliao's eyes were not right, so he raised his hand, pressed his face against Jun's face, and called him with a look of water.
The two played in the bath for a while, until Qingtong didn't want to play anymore, Mo Tianliao came out with him, wiped his body, wrapped him back on the bed with a large cloth, and carefully dried his hair. Qingtong lay on his lap, making a comfortable grunt.
"There should be rabbits or long-haired deer on this snow-capped mountain. Do you want something to eat? I'll go out and have a look later." Mo Tianliao gently stroked the smooth snow-colored long hair, Qingtong was tired and didn't want to talk to him Shuangxiu, although he was very greedy, he could only endure it, so he thought of finding something else to do.
"Yeah." Qingtong responded and slowly closed his eyes.
Putting the man in the quilt and covering it up, Mo Tianliao kissed his forehead, called Taishi over, and went out to hunt.
As a fairy weapon, as long as the Crystal Palace is opened, even the cultivator of the gods can't break it, it is very safe. After Mo Tianliao left, Qingtong opened his eyes, passed through the transparent wall, stared blankly at the black figure in the snow, and slowly buried half of his face in the quilt.
The author has something to say: Small Theater:
Master: Why did the relationship suddenly change? some uncomfortable
Woodworking: What was our relationship before
Master: The Cat and the Scratchboard
Woodworker: Now what? (Shows the back of Tianzi lattice)
Master: Master and catch the board
Woodworker: Look, it hasn't changed.
Master:…