The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

"Soul of the gods?" Qing Yi reached out and pushed him, did not push, and suddenly he heard him say this, could not help but look up at him, no wonder the only way to hurt, this idiot to refine the soul into the pendant?

The slender soft hand is like a cat's paw on the chest, and it is weak. Mo Tian can't help but hold the hand and pinch it in his hand to play: "I took a sigh of relief and tried to wear it for you. See if it can be compatible."

"Stupid death," clear mouth. "If it's so simple, this seat will take your spirit away."

"You are willing?" Mo Tianqi went over and licked his forehead with him. "I can give you a refining device. I haven't slept for ten days. You are comfortable, my head hurts."

The hairy ears on the top of the head turned and turned, and the eyes narrowed and did not speak.

Mo Tianxiao smiled and brought the person to his arms again: "The original kiss can cure headaches. If it hurts in the future, remember to tell me quickly." This is more effective than eating meditation, maybe a few parents. Once, this baby's soul can fix some.

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The toss of the talents, exhausted the physical strength of the two, clearing the sounds of Mo Tian, ​​and fell asleep.

Mo Tianyi looked down at him. The original pale face had recovered his blood, and his thin lips were red and swollen. I can't help but raise my hand and use my fingertips to caress. It's hard to imagine what he would do in the past three hundred years. Is it often to bleed this beautiful lip bite, and will hurt yourself because it hurts too much.

"Well..." The Qing dynasty in his sleep was very smooth, and he scraped it together in the arms of Mo Tianyu, and put his face on his chest, giving a satisfying snoring.

He can't live without this cat. Can the cat leave him? Mo Tianyi tightened the person in his arms and dropped a kiss on the top of his head. The sensitive ear trembled, and the hair above it licked the chin of Mo Tian, ​​causing him to grin.

This silly cat, even because the misunderstanding of the pendant is angry for others, the cat’s heart is really... Mo Tianyi reached out and followed the long hair of the snow, he could not expect, his cat is also Like him, but the cat uncle did not realize it.

Mo Tianqi is actually a very stubborn person. Before he was in the Magic Road, he was fascinated by the refining device. Originally his cultivation was the way of refining, while practicing while refining, both of them were not lost, and the ones that were interested were precious. Material, the method of refining that I have never seen, so sending him a piece of falling stone is more pleasing to him than sending him ten beautiful people.

He likes small furry animals, and he wants to touch and hug when he sees it. Of course, his favorite cat is his uncle. Like him, he gave him all the good things and pampered him in principle, so that when Mo Tianyi knew that Shizun was his own cat, he naturally and unconditionally spoiled the Qing. This kind of paranoid like, in fact, has long since surpassed the boundaries between the master and the monster, not to mention, this is another beauty to the mortal can not resist the guy.

The two hug each other and sleep one night and one night.

Mo Tianqi was woken up by the sun, yawned, and looked down to find that Qing dynasty was still in his arms, and the white-faced handsome face slept warmly, revealing a few points of light powder. Can't bear to wake him up, Mo Tianyi keeps himself, squinting and thinking about things.

These days are too busy, and there is no good reason to think. The power of the Magic Road seems to have been divided by the demon statue called "Xiang", and I don't know where his old ones are now. When the Magic Palace was attacked, he carefully thought about it in the three hundred years of floating. Everyone can break through the heavy law of the Imperial Palace, and there must be a ghost inside, and this ghost should be more than one person.

"Master, master!" An excited voice called him in the sea, Mo Tianyi looked up and saw a floating, jealous, jade.

The blue veins of Mo Tianyu’s forehead began to make a sudden jump. Seeing that the Huaizhong people had not yet woken up, they used God’s knowledge to talk to Taishi: “Do you become this virtue again?”

"I, I, I, I think of the way to repair the soul of the kitten!" Jade flew around the head of Mo Tianyi.

"What?" Mo Tianyi did not care about the appearance of Tai Shi, and asked in a hurry.

"Do you see me?" The twilight jade fell on the pillow and twisted. "This is it!"

Mo Tianyi: "..."

"Don't you understand?" The Prince slammed into the quilt. "You can relieve the pain when you kiss him. It means that the two of you can touch the soul and touch the soul. The way of heaven is not enough. The soul is more than enough for you. It is not enough for kittens."

Mo Tianyi’s slight eyebrows and double repairs are indeed complementary ways. However, the monks can double complement each other and can complement each other. They have never heard of the complementary spirits. They have the magic repair and their own magical pets. Devil.

"Of course, the double repair is not enough. I have to rely on me at this time!" Jade shook his head proudly.

Mo Tianyi suddenly turned black: "Don't think about it! If you dare to touch him, I will cut you into a cow!"

"Oh, oh yeah, where do you want to go," too, consciously turned himself into a bullwhip, and then shattered into pieces, put it into a string, "I mean, you have to use a set of secrets of the ancient demon. In order to blend the spirits."

Legend has it that the ancient demons are in harmony, not only the body, but also the soul.

Mo Tianyi was silent for a moment, slowly bowed his head, looking at the sleeping person in his arms, double repair...? Swallowing swallowing water, let him do it now is no problem, but his cat still does not understand, if he used this reason to let him out of himself, always feel too despicable. Moreover, it will affect Qingyi's perception of feelings.

"I know, give me the pair of repairs." Niu Chong was suddenly integrated into one, and he was eagerly attached to Mo Tian's head. He was caught by his master and forced into a brick.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that Mo Tianyi took a piece of brick-colored brick and patted it on the head.

At the moment of touching, Tai Shi passed the secret. The secret method of the ancient demon is not complicated, but there are many ancient words that are difficult to read, and they have to slowly learn.

"Is there any alternative?" Mo Tianyi threw the bricks into the air. The bricks were not deformed this time. They were still bricks, and their hearts fell on the quilt. They heard this and immediately jumped up.

"Is this method not good? You can take it by the way..." It was too boring to smile.

" Just in case!" Mo Tian yelled at him.

"Ah, it's also true," Tai Chi brick thought for a moment, "To be a soul, in addition to double repair, there is another way to make a psychic thing that can accommodate the soul of two people."

The psychic thing, to accommodate the soul of the soul, this kind of thing is alive and the second world is unheard of, pick up the bricks ready to let it pass the production method.

"What are you doing?" Qingyue’s voice was a little bit lazy and curious, and it sounded in his ear.

Mo Tianqi held the bricks and turned his head stiffly, facing the pair of glasses that were full of disappointment. I threw my head under the bed and smiled and kissed the bright forehead: "Baby, wake up."

The hairy ears on the top of the head were stiff, and the pink color appeared on the face. The face was a bit disgusting: "Stupid death." The brick head patted his head and lived from the waste. This person became more and more stupid.

"Haha, too, I found a way to repair the soul." Mo Tian blinked, especially wanting to pinch the hairy ears, but still hold back, if Qing Qing found that he had exposed his ears, I still don't know how to lose his temper.

"Yes..." Qingyi yawned, didn't care, turned over and planned to go to sleep.

"Sleeping for a day and a night, can't sleep anymore," Mo Tianyi did, and hugged the soft-sleeping guy into his arms. "Is the Sovereign not saying that I want to go to three conferences? When will I go?"

"Not yet," Qing Yu reached out and found the purple pendant from under the pillow. "How is this used?"

Mo Tianqi took his hand and sneaked into the storage bracelet of his wrist and groped out a silver chain. This was done to the cat before. At that time, I wanted to hang a bell, but the kitten was too noisy. He hangs.

Use a thin chain to pass through the small hole in the pendant, and wear it to him by hand. The lavender hollow spar hangs between the white collarbone. Although it looks good, it is easy to be seen. Mo Tianyi appreciated for a moment, or put the chain longer and let the pendant hide in the clothes.

"This can prevent the spirit of the spirit, but also warm the soul, see this hollow? If the flower makes a watery condensate, it will be put in, slowly oozing out." Mo Tianqi held it in one hand The pendant explained to him, holding the flexible waist and sipping oil in one hand.

"Yeah." Qingyi lazily responded, as long as Mo Tianyi was by his side, he would not want to think more. Mo Tianyi said so much, he actually did not remember a sentence, anyway, this person will remember.

The two people who were full of sleep went out, shook their heads, turned their hair back to black, and their ears were stunned.

The white maid came forward to wait for the cleansing and washing: "I was only a real person."

Clear eyebrows, put down the cloth towel, and walk out of the hall.

On the small raft of the bamboo outside the temple, there is a black turtle shell, which looks like a square and looks like a sun.

Mo Tianying looked curiously. The strange pattern on the tortoise shell was exactly the same as the shell he saw in the Great Lake of Wo Xuan Dong, but it was much smaller than that, but the shell looked empty and not like a living thing. Look like that.

Qing Qing went up and kicked the turtle shell: "What are you looking for?"

A black snake poked his head out of the tortoise shell and looked around. He stunned and looked at Mo Tianyi, who stood on one side, and some embarrassedly shrank back.

The white beauty instantly turns into a kitten, squatting in the past, jumping on the turtle shell, and stretching the claws into it: "The head turtle!"