MTL - The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post-Chapter 21 Practice

The light in the inner hall was dim, and it was barely able to see the furnishings inside.

The large room was covered with light cushions and it was unstable on the top. Mo Tianyi stepped in and almost fell, vacated for half a lap, and stabilized his body shape, looking down, and the Huaizhong people still slept sweetly.

Secretly sighed, Mo Tianyi looked around, the huge window was half open, a layer of snow yarn hung on the window, and gently swayed with the evening wind. There is a large bed in the center of the house, four corner curtains, plain brocade quilts, shimmering in the moonlight.

Slowly walked over, gently put the beauty in my arms on the bed, and the gentle breath was sprayed on the neck, and I was so stunned that Mo Tianqi took a deep breath and took off his heart and moved his head against his chest. And put it on a soft pillow.

The cold moonlight shines through the window screen, reflecting the unparalleled beauty of the world, Mo Tianyi could not help but look again.

The frivolous eyes turned into a beautifully shaped line, a light-colored thin lip, a perfectly curved chin, a white neck, and a neck...

Sin has been sinned!

Mo Tianqi forcibly tore his eyes off the beauty, completely put the person on the bed, and the soft bed quickly caught the slender body. Pulling the thin quilt on the side, carefully covering the people on the bed, Mo Tianzhen straightened up, lifted his foot to go, but felt the sleeves tight.

"Where are you going?" Qing Yue's moving voice, with a few soft points that have not yet woken up.

Mo Tianqi looked back stiffly and found that his sleeve was stunned by the master. The slight beauty of the eyes slowly opened with this sentence.

"If the teacher is lacking, the disciple will come again tomorrow." Mo Tian licked his finger and lit the glass lamp on the bedside. He squatted down and squatted at the bedside and looked at the teacher.

The white hand slowly lifted up, attached to the light-colored thin lip, and made a small yawn. The Qing did not get up, so he looked at him in bed: "You don't have to come tomorrow, you have to retreat."

Mo Tian stunned, the meaning of Shi Zun is, what is the matter now, when you finish, you quickly roll, busy saying something about Mo Xiaoqin: "The child wants the white kitten very much." ”

For the pro-disciples can get the monster, Mo Tianyi has confirmed to Yan Lie that there is no such rule. If you want to get the monster, look at the mood of your own teacher, the teacher will give it to you. Mo Xiaozhu, he must not lose, nor afraid that the cat will not go with him, the only worry is that the master will give the cat.

"I won't give you." Qing Xiao answered it in a simple and clear way, and waved his hand to let him go.

"How can I get the cat?" Get the guarantee of the master, Mo Tianyi's heart is falling on a big stone, watching the beautiful eyes rise because of the sleepy | little water, like the black meteorite washed by the rain, Can't help but ask, take the opportunity to take a look.

The shimmering beauty glanced at him and slowly closed: "Look at your performance."

Mo Tian can't help but open his mouth. The backhand pulled out a glass enamel. It was the one he bought in the square market, but the ornamentation on it has been re-carved. The man used the clouds to sneak into the moon. Inlaid with a hidden moon, the simple shape is a complex and gorgeous dark pattern, which seems to be flowing under the candlelight, and it is beautiful.

"This is what the disciples bought in the square market, and they want to be dedicated to the masters," Mo Tianyu said softly, as if he was in the tone of a monk sleeping, and regardless of whether the master had heard it or not. Put it on the side of the pillow and blow out the candlelight. "The disciples retired."

The door of the inner hall slowly closed, and the light from the crack in the door gradually disappeared, and the house was in a quiet place.

The frivolous eyes slowly open, and the clouds are brought to the front of the moon, and the eyes of the eyes can clearly see the carving of each knife.

"Little claws, your eyes are beautiful, like light-colored glaze."

"Little claws, you see, I wear a light-colored glazed scorpion, is it with you?"

"I am too aggressive, not suitable for glaze, this light-colored glaze should be accompanied by beauty."

The light-colored thin lips evoke a slightly undetectable curvature, and the sputum puts the hairpin under the pillow and slams the eyes with exhaustion.

The next day, I opened my eyes, and the little hairball did not appear on his bed as usual. Mo Tianyi was a little surprised and got up and found a circle.

"Uncle Shi, what are you looking for?" Several of the two generations of disciples went back and forth before and after seeing Mo Tianyi wandering around the yard, they had to go forward to help.

"Nothing." Mo Tianqi looked up and signaled everyone to enter the house.

The cumbersome customs were quickly disposed of, and Mo Tianyi pointed out on the desktop: "There are many complicated things in the hole. You cook these things every day. If you don't pay, you will delay the cultivation. I have discussed with Master. There is a deacon in the Woqing Cave."

It is not difficult for the church to be built, because the main sect has a deacon, and it is only necessary to follow the example of building a small one. The position in the church is rotated by a disciple who has been trained as a high-quality person. There are additional cases of Lingshi during the rotation. .

With the deacon's office, Mo Tianyi suddenly relaxed, and only came to trouble him every few days when there was something that could not be decided in the church.

With the idle Mo Tianyi, it is natural to cultivate with one heart and one mind.

Now that there is ample Lingshi, the advancement has been guaranteed. According to the guidelines of "Firewood", Mo Tianyi cut down every tree in the back hill.

The wood system is full of spiritual power, and the fire system spirit will also appear when burning wood. It is repeated and repeated, and it is made to grow into a fast, just... Mo Tianyi looked at the cold spring fish that was fragrant and fragrant, and sighed.

Mo Xiaoqin has rarely appeared recently. He wants to barbecue on the "wooden raft". He always can't finish it, and the cold spring fish described in this chapter is the favorite of the guy.

Mo Tianqi himself did not like to eat fish. This precious cold spring fish was hard to catch him. It was a waste of some waste. He got up and took the washed big leaves and carried them to the Qingning Palace.

The kitten is not in the back hill, and may be in the master.

In front of the main hall of Qingning Palace, there is a piece of bamboo. There are bamboo couches, rocking chairs, chessboards, etc. among the bamboo forests. It is very elegant. The sun shines through the middle of the slender bamboo, it is not glaring, it is very pleasant.

The rocking chair is covered with thick cushions, and the white beauty leans on it. The beautiful eyes are light, the sun is carrying the fragrance of bamboo, and the light clothes are warm and soft.

When Mo Tianqi came over, he saw such a lazy picture. The cold master squinted his eyes and enjoyed the warm sunshine in the afternoon. He gave the white coat a golden color and a few less. Indifference, a little more than can not tell... tempting.

The ghost made the difference, and Mo Tianyi walked over with the grilled fish.

The long lashes trembled slightly, and a pair of eyes slowly opened, and the cold scorpion swept over him. The clear sputum slowly opened: "What?"

"There was a cold spring fish, I thought..." When I saw the beautiful eyes, I noticed a little bit when I heard the "fish". Mo Tianyi put the word "feeding the cat" to the mouth. Swallowed, "I want to ask the Master to taste one or two."

Qing snorted: "This seat has already been cleared."

Mo Tianxiao smiled and dragged a small bamboo bench and sat down on the rocking chair: "There is no conflict between the valley and the tasting food. After the past, the children still eat. The way to cultivate the fairy is long. If even the delicious food is abandoned, 岂Not too boring."

As I spoke, I opened the leaves and revealed the grilled fish inside.

The cold spring fish is tender and tender, and it is grilled with ample wood. You can eat it with a layer of seasoning. It is delicious.

I glanced at the grilled fish, which was a good seller. I reached out and picked it up and slowly put it in the entrance: "How about coming in?"

"It’s already eightfold, and it’s time to build the foundation.” Mo Tianzhen said honestly.

"Yeah." He swallowed a piece of fish, and the scorpion lifted his chin slightly.

Mo Tianyi looked down and saw a set of tea sets on the table. It was suddenly clear, put the fish on the hand of the master, and got up and dragged the tea table. In the right way, people pay attention to one heart and one mind. There is no other hobby in addition to cultivation. The magic repair is different, and the emphasis is on whatever you want.

The days of Xiu Xian were very long. In addition to the refining device, Mo Tianyi also studied a lot of messy things, like the tea ceremony.

In his view, drinking and drinking are all spiritual practices. The improvement of spiritual power is of course important, and the training of state of mind is indispensable.

Washing, brewing, soaking, simmering, smelling, a set of movements and flowing water, it is very pleasing to the eye, pouring fragrant tea into the almost transparent white jade cup, handed to the teacher's hand.

The white hand is holding a white jade, and the boundaries between the two are almost indistinguishable.

The white jade cup touches the thin lip of the light color, and it touches away, clears the eyes, and screams Mo Tianyu coldly. Is such a hot tea to be a teacher?