MTL - The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post-Chapter 50 Too beginning

The maid sent Mo Tianyi to the front of the palace, and suddenly she came out with a stone of spirits: "This is a gift from the saints, please accept it."

It is a very good top grade stone. It counts down to dozens of pieces. The Lingshi in the refining room has been used by him for refining. There is nothing left in it. Don't be white. Just... Mo Tianyi looked around, there were so many guards in front of the palace, and standing here, you can see through the door. At this time, give him a meal, or give him a disaster. ?

Looking at the maid in a deep look, Mo Tianxiao smiled and said: "The honorable person rewards, thank you from the face." Saying, he will go inside again.

"Hey!" The waitress was shocked and quickly stopped him. "The Sayādaw is busy, thank you, you don't have to."

"Nothing is not helpless, I have not helped anything. This Lingshi also asked her sister to return to the sage." Mo Tianqi pushed the stone and left without returning.

The maid was anxious to catch up, and Mo Tianyi had already sacrificed the flying sword and instantly smashed it.

"Why, he confiscated?" In the Magic Palace, a man who looked a little blessed asked the maid.

The maid said the words of Mo Tianyi one by one, and finally handed the stone to the man: "The teacher still has to make a self-assertion afterwards, so that he has no face, if you know to the saint, you and me There are no good fruits to eat." After that, they will leave.

"Hey, a cockroach, still slanted up." The surname Luo sipped at the back of the maid. He was mad, but wanted to humiliate the kid. He didn't expect the kid to be fooled.

"She said yes, she did not make a claim." The clear voice came from behind, and the man named Luo was a stiff man. He looked back at the human-shaped black lion and looked at him coldly.

This surname is one of the refiners in the magic palace. It is usually to refine the demon to the subordinates of the demon, and always wants to be reused. This time, the eight remnants of the auction of artifacts, he also urged to buy it. So, let him study it. I didn't expect to be robbed of the limelight by a hairy boy who didn't know where it came from. It was really unwilling.

"I want to be worse," surnamed Luo's dry laughter, handed the disc of the stone to the black lion, "The magical demon repair bought this time..."

"That's not what you can think about." The black lion pushed open the stone, snorted, turned and left, turned around the corner, suddenly short, turned into a black big lion, spread the four claws towards the fox The place to run. The kitten is gone, but there is still a fox to play with him.

The squatter holds the murder knife and looks at the left and right. He recruits the other two spirits together, an axe, a hammer, and now there is another killing knife. I always feel that it is getting less and less elegant. It is.

"Hey--" The black lion suddenly rushed in, couldn't stop the car, and suddenly slammed into him, screaming at the ears of the sly.

"Noisy," slammed the big lion's hair and pulled it open. "What's the matter, isn't it for you to eat meat in the morning?"

The big lion shook his head and turned into a tall young man.

The maid came in and saw the sacred man licking the hair of the human-shaped black lion, causing the handsome man to look up and reveal his fragile neck, which seemed to be...

I hurriedly quit, and the maid stopped the other people who tried to enter. The maids confronted each other with a sly look, and they kept their eyes in front of the door.

"How many times have you said, less his mother licks my hair!" The big lion raised his hand and photographed his master.

I slammed my hand: "I want to lick my own lion!"

The two men spent each other for a moment, the big lion fangs: "The fox is gone."

"Is it gone?" Emei, "Where is it?"

The big lion rolled his eyes. If he knew where to go, he would come and say something! "Where do I know?"

"You won't smell it?" He slammed up several artifacts and raised his hand to call the men outside the door.

"I am not a dog!" The big lion was angry. He rushed to bite his head and was slammed down on the throne. The big lion turned his head to bite his ass, and hurriedly rolled over and held the big lion. Arm.

When several subordinates came in, they saw the situation in which the demon lord pressed his magical throne on the throne, and hurriedly lowered his head and looked at it.

"What about the fox?" asked one by one while pressing his own lion.

"Responsible, the subordinates are rummaging in the magic palace." He replied on the ground.

"Supreme," the fox was looking for the fox, and the natural name of Luo was heard. He immediately ran up and down. "The subordinates think that people who should check these sunrises should be investigated."

Slightly frowning.

"Report -" There are guards flying in. "The sages visit."

"What!" He jumped from the throne in an instant and went out to meet himself. The sages, regardless of their power or strength, are the first people who are uncompromising, and they are not slow.

When Mo Tian took out the Magic Palace, he took off the flying sword and quickly smashed it. When it is reasonable to go to the north, he is heading south, looking for a town in a magical way, renting a spiritual bird.

Flying boats can only rent their own martial art, because the flying boat can not fly back, but the spirit birds can.

The store that rented the poultry was very surprised. I looked up and down the Jindan monk. In fact, the spirit birds have not flying fast enough, and generally only the practicing monks who do not have the sword will be rented.

Mo Tianyi did not explain, and when he paid the rent, he hurriedly jumped onto the soul. He now abducted the fox of the Magic Palace and will be discovered in a moment, so it is still a good disguise.

This is a huge Kun Peng, with a slender figure and a three-footed wings. Mo Tianyi sat cross-legged on the back of the bird, holding the reins on the neck of the bird with one hand and correcting the direction when the bird was flying.

The kitten that woke up in her arms climbed out and jumped on the back of the bird and rolled a long stretch.

"Baby, we are on the birds." Mo Tianyi bent down and kissed the cat's head.

The cat uncle gave him a paw, nonsense, can you not see this seat? Jumping to the bird's head three or two times, the birds can't fly above the clouds, and the mountains and rivers below can be clearly seen here.

"Hey--" Kuang Peng found a small ball on his head, and did not care, turned the big bell to see it, and suddenly felt the pressure of the big demon, suddenly scared a beggar. The cat who had just stepped on the bird's head was suddenly smashed out.

Mo Tianyi suddenly jumped up and took the kitten into his arms. He climbed the bird's neck with one hand and turned a circle, jumping back to the back of the bird.

A flash of light flashed through the arms, and the kitten turned into a slender figure: "How to sit so stupid!"

"There is no hurry in the left and right," the beauty is in the arms, Mo Tianyi is somewhat worried, and his mouth replies indiscriminately, but his hands are quietly clasped. "If you feel bored, let's talk."

Clearly glanced at him, who would like to chat with such a stupid guy. Raise his hand and push him away, take out the fox pillow from the storage box, slap the wide sleeves, and lie on the back of the bird.

The fox that was suddenly smashed out was so unclear, so I looked around, and I was smashed and pressed all over my limbs. I looked around and looked at it.

"How is he so embarrassed." Mo Tianyi sat down next to the master, poked the fox head, remembered that when he saw the Xiaoyao building, he was quite clever, now how to be dumb and bully.

"The cubs are so embarrassed in front of this seat." Qing Yu extended his slender fingers around the fluffy fox's tail.

In the Jindan period, the demon-like demon repair, less than a few hundred years old, how is it still young? Mo Tianqi held his hands on both sides of the teacher's head and looked down at him.

Qing Qing raised his eyes, saw the big face at the top of his head, slightly frowning, and suddenly remembered something: "The gangster, why do you say you called Mo Yunqi?"

"I originally wanted to say that I was Mo Xiaozhuo," Mo Tianxiao smiled and grabbed the Qing dynasty and reached over to hit his hand. "Then let me talk about why it is called Qing dynasty?"

Oh, it means the meaning of the cloud.

The clouds cover the green tung, and the wind is too strong. This is a poem that Mo Tianqi had no time to burn on the burning stove.

"Listen to the master brother, there is no surname in the demon repair, the name is from their own." Mo Tianyi looked at his cat with a smile.

"Shut up." Qing Yu grabbed the fox pillow under his head and threw it on Mo Tianyi's face.

"Is it found?" Several demons searched in the clouds. Here is the only way to go from the Devil's Palace to the main road. However, the passing boats and the sword monks will be checked one by one.

A few demons were sorrowful, and the first one came to ask the slayer to ask the fox of the shape, and they couldn’t explain it. They could only find them. The teacher of the suspicion suspected that the surname Mo had been taken away, but for three days, it had not appeared yet, and the man was afraid that he had already left.

Under the clouds, a Kun Peng flew silently.

"There are only birds in there." A magic repair called.

"That man is a Jindan monk, how can he sit on a bird?" Another magical repairing pout, sitting on the birds are all poor and cautious to practice the monk, grabbed a few meat, or hurry to find a fox.

Mo Tianyi looked at a few demons in the high place, raised his hand and moved the sleeping master's head to his lap, and took out a blanket to cover him, gently following the long hair like ink.

The poultry flew for more than a month. When it was about to arrive at Wo Yunzong, Mo Tian’s Dan Tian suddenly began to move.

The artifact was quickly summoned from Dantian, and the willow-sized pig knife seemed to **** up the wood fire and was coated with a layer of turquoise. The little knife swiftly swung over the top of Mo Tianyu, flying round and round.

Clear eyes open, shots like electricity, **** caught the willow knife. The knife struggled between the slender fingers, and the streamer leaped back and forth, very anxious.

Suddenly, the light is shining, and the willow knives are turned into a stream of light, which is instantly scattered into countless powders, and then suddenly merged in midair. After the merger, it was no longer the appearance of a pig knife. It became a small stick in a while, became a long knife in a while, and became a sharp sword in a while... It was a colorful, ever-changing.

It started at the beginning, and then there was too much. The beginning of the beginning, the beginning of the gas, too beginning, the beginning of the shape.

Undecided length, no shape, all changes are integrated into one, this instrument, the name is too beginning.

It took a long time to shine, and it began to become a small bowl, and flew to Mo Tianyi.

"What is this?" Qing looked at the small bowl.

Mo Tianqi smoked his mouth and squeezed a drop of blood at his fingertips and dripped it in a small bowl. The small bowl was quickly joined together and turned into a ball, refining the drops of blood. Before the Mo Tianyi said anything, the ball became a mouth-like appearance, and the next one touched: "Mom got a bite, and finally I can talk, but I can kill myself!"