"Shuanghua! You're all right!" The old fox was very happy to see the Shuangbane brothers and sisters.
Mo Tianliao frowned slightly, but he forgot that Frostblade and the others had souls that were much more sensitive than ordinary monsters. Just being a pillow could relieve their headaches. At such a close distance, these foxes could naturally smell it. Mo Xiaopaw's breath. Just like when Shuangren ran to the brothel without hesitation, the aura of this ancient monster could not be concealed from the cold frost to soothe the gods.
But this does not mean that Mo Tianliao is willing to let them see Qingtong, these are wild monsters, who may be caught and sign a blood contract one day. .
"What's the noise?" Youyuan's voice was like a jade piece in Kunshan, and Qing Yue was moving. It was too late for Mo Tianliao to stop him. Qing Tong was wearing a snow-colored merman jacket and walked downstairs slowly.
The fox patriarch was excited, and hurried forward two steps, but was stopped by Mo Tianliao, don't think that you can get away with pretending to be excited. As the owner of the cat litter, Mo Tianliao has not yet agreed to these furry foxes coming in!
Realizing his rudeness, the old fox hurriedly retreated to the door, and brought his clansmen to kneel and worship: "Meet the big demon!"
Mo Tianliao's face darkened immediately, standing at the door shouting so loudly, for fear that others would not know
Qingtong didn't care, he allowed all the foxes to come in. Knowing that it was Qingtong who rescued the Shuangren brothers and sisters, the foxes thanked them again and again, gossiped for a while, but had no intention of leaving. Hearing from the fox patriarch, it was very cold outside these days, and the charcoal fire in the clan could no longer keep up.
Mo Tianliao looked at the foxes who were dozing off on the carpet in the hall, and couldn't help but darken his face. These guys, who said they were here to congratulate him, were actually here to stop him
"Shuangren made a blood oath, and won't tell the story of the sect." Qingtong followed Mo Tianliao's example, rubbed his head, and squinted at the group of furry foxes. It's cold, just need some mats and blankets.
So, when Mo Tianliao came back from hunting, he saw snow-white fur in the hall. Although he likes little furry things, he and Qingtong are currently "newly married", and the two with frost blades are already annoying enough, and there are still a lot of them.
When I was about to go upstairs, I suddenly felt that something was wrong with the pile of fur. I looked carefully and saw that all the foxes were lying on all fours, lying motionless. On top of the fox, there was a cat lying on its back. Because the hair color is similar, it can't be seen at first glance.
Mo Tianliao walked over quickly and picked up the kitten.
"Meow?" The kitten, who was sleeping sweetly, opened his eyes, yawned, and slapped his face with the warm sleeping pad.
When the fox on the ground saw the cat being picked up, he quickly stood up, huddled together and shivered. They have lived on the snow-capped mountains for generations. They have never seen anything in the world. They smelled the breath of the ancient monsters, and they wanted to come and see something new. When they found it was warm, they wanted to stay for a few days. But they didn't know that the monsters with high bloodline had a strong suppressing effect on them, and whenever the cat approached, they couldn't stop shaking, and there was always an illusion that they were going to be eaten.
In addition, the cultivation base is several realms higher, and if the cats sleep on their heads, they can't resist at all.
Mo Tianliao buried his nose in the cat's fur and sniffed it. It smelled of foxes and became even more unhappy. He took the cat boy to the bathroom and gave him a bath. Afterwards, he lay on the bed with Qingtong, who had transformed back into a human form, and dyed his own breath inside and out before he was satisfied.
"How did you become a dog?" Qingtong panted and pushed away the guy who was rubbing against him. It was clearly a piece of wood, but he marked and smelled everywhere like a dog.
In the evening, the old fox retired with his clan.
Mo Tianliao didn't hold back a word, and happily sent them out. Shuangren wanted the patriarch to bring his sister back, but Mo Tianliao spoke first: "Junior brother, it's been a long time since you've been home, why don't you come to the Hui clan to take a look?"
Shuangren glared at the second senior brother, don't think that he doesn't know what this guy's plan is, and if he takes him away, he can do whatever he wants to the injured and weak master.
In the end, the reluctant fox siblings were dragged away by the patriarch.
The snow outside was getting heavier and heavier, like goose feathers. Qingtong stood in front of the transparent wall and looked out quietly. Mo Tianliao came over and put a coat on him: "Would you like to go upstairs and sit in a rocking chair?"
On the platform on the top floor, the exquisitely carved rocking chair has been covered with deerskin by Mo Tianliao, and the outside is protected from wind and snow, which is clean and warm. Mo Tianliao lay down first, feeling still a little cold, so he patted his chest and motioned for Qingtong to come and lie down. Qingtong pouted his lips in disgust, walked over, and lay down on him, immediately surrounded by a pair of warm arms and a warm quilt around his waist.
The boundless mountains are covered with cold snow, and the fluttering snow seems to have no end. Everything is quiet, as if the whole world only exists with each other, leaning on each other and warming each other.
Qingtong pressed his face to Mo Tianliao's chest and rubbed lightly.
Mo Tianliao was so tickled that he reached out and slowly touched his hair. It was a beautiful life with only two of them. He had been doing nothing for half a month, but he didn't feel bored at all. He just wanted to go on like this. just fine.
In the past few days, Hu Tianhudi has not only completely healed Qingtong's internal injuries by relying on the endless power of endless wood, but his own cultivation is also advancing by leaps and bounds. Finally, yesterday, the golden elixir was shattered, and he advanced into Nascent Soul. . However, the strange thing is that he did not bear a human-shaped Nascent Soul, only a small bud in his dantian.
"The Nascent Soul is the body, so what's so strange." Qingtong didn't care, even if he advanced into a spirit, the Nascent Soul would still exist.
At that time, the two of them were doing double cultivation, and their bodies had not yet been separated. Qingtong curiously released his Nascent Soul kitten to lean over, scratching the green bud that had just emerged. The little bud shook and slowly wrapped around the kitten's paw.
"Actually, you are now in a state between Nascent Soul and God Transformation." Qingtong felt a little cold and shrank into the quilt.
Mo Tianliao nodded slightly, because he not only had Nascent Soul, but also Divine Soul. Divine Soul was in the Divine Transformation stage, but Nascent Soul was still fragile. Such a wonderful state can only be found by those who have been reborn.
Just as he was talking, a long clear whistling came from the horizon, and a snow sculpture swept across the snowfield quickly, flying straight towards this side, hitting the protective barrier of the Crystal Palace with a thud.
Mo Tianliao quickly opened the hood and let the snow sculptures fly in.
Because of the fear of the sect master, Qingtong caught a snow sculpture a few days ago and sent a letter to Wo Yunzong, but he didn't expect a reply so soon.
He untied the jade slip on the carved leg, and Qingtong swiped it with one finger, and the message on the jade slip turned into small golden characters and appeared in the air: "The magic palace is about to open, when will I return home? In addition, the fat man was caught. "
Big fat got caught? Mo Tianliao was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that he would go with them to the Floating Cloud Sect and act as the master's spiritual pet. The owner is missing and the spiritual pet is still there, which is obviously unreasonable...
The author has something to say: Small Theater:
First monk: The spirit beast of Qingtong real person, there is no contract
Second monk: There are eunuch tigers on the left and right, useless
Cultivator C: No, there is a tiger whip
Monks A&B&C: Pull to breed
Big wet chest: qaq master help!