Taking his fingers out from the sharp mouth, Mo Tianliao grinned and put his fingers in his own mouth and sucked. He saw that the white face slowly recovered its bloody color, and started to become more and more red. He couldn’t help but smile. He leaned over and huddled with Qingtong, and tapped on the tip of his nose, “What are you thinking?”
Qingtong coughed lightly, then turned to look aside: “Do you want to marry me?”
“No…” Mo Tianliao pursed his lips and chuckled, didn’t I just say that it was a betrothal gift. But before the refusal came out his mouth, he swallowed them back, and instead said, “Yes, I want to marry you, so from now on I’ll lie on the bed and wait for you to catch fish for me.”
“Who will catch fish for you.” Qingtong refuted, looking back at him.
“If you don’t give me fish, then I can only eat cats,” Mo Tianliao leaned forward and held the small face with one hand, and rubbed the tip of his nose, “Silly cat.”
Besides you, who could I marry? Who else could I marry?
The disk was exquisitely made, which was the basis of a set of mountain protection arrays. Mo Tianliao’s betrothal gift to Woyun Sect was a set of mountain protection arrays, which was comparable to the Duantian Mo Palace, to protect the fur balls inside.
Qingtong pushed him away, got up to leave but was encircled by a pair of slender arms, and fell back on Mo Tianliao’s lap. Abruptly sitting down, a certain part of his body that was still sore suddenly had a stinging pain, causing him to groan out loud.
“Does it still hurt?” Mo Tianliao was taken aback, and quickly grabbed the slender legs and let him sit sideways on him. Seeing that Qingtong’s expression had improved, he continued to encircle his waist,
“This betrothal gift, Master will be satisfied, right?”
“Humph,” Qingtong snorted coldly, “It’s obviously a dowry.”
Mo Tianliao choked immediately.
One person, one cat, sat arguing if it was a “betrothal gift” or a “dowry”. From the outer palace to the inner palace, from the yard to the bed, the arguing was still fruitless until the middle of the night.
“Aren’t you tired after refining weapons and tools before?” Qingtong was lying on the bed with a limp body, feeling weak. He bullied him once in the refining room, and then he bullied him again after he finished the bath. Even after so much exercise, this guy was still not tired at all.
Mo Tianliao pursed his lips and smiled, he pulled the quilt over him, and slowly rubbed his waist: “At the stage of half-immortal, the vitality of inexhaustible wood will fill the whole body. How would wood know of tiredness?” The power of Infinite Wood only existed in his flesh and blood. After the seven lightning tribulations, it had flooded the veins, dantian and even every corner of his body. The main reason was that the soul and the cultivation base had finally met, and he and the Infinite Wood finally achieved complete unity.
Qingtong grumbled and yawned.
Mo Tianliao pursed his lips and chuckled, he pulled the quilt and wrapped the person in his arms, and stroked the sweaty forehead: “Baby, why did your face suddenly turn white when I was talking about the betrothal gift today? You don’t want to marry me?”
Qingtong was already very sleepy. He rubbed Mo Tianliao’s arms vaguely: “I thought you were going to marry Feng Su.”
“Ah?” Mo Tianliao was stunned. What does this have to do with Feng Su? “Why would I marry her?”
Qingtong did not speak, but quietly clenched Mo Tianliao’s shirt.
Mo Tianliao frowned slightly: “Qingtong, are you hiding something from me?”
“No…” Qingtong turned around and turned his back to him.
“Be honest,” Mo Tianliao turned over and looked at him condescendingly, “If you don’t tell the truth, I will torture you to extract a confession.”
Qingtong glanced at him, closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Mo Tianliao raised his eyebrows and pretended to smile and said: “This is what you asked for.” Then, he guided his ‘thing’, and suddenly sank in.
“Ahhh…” Qingtong opened his eyes suddenly, a tear was forced out of the corner of his eyes, “Asshole…No…”
“Won’t tell me, huh?” Mo Tianliao moved his body.
“I want to sleep, uhh…”
The next day, Qingtong could not get up. Mo Tianliao woke up quietly, grinned and touched the person behind him. He was really happy last night, but he was also badly scratched.
Putting on his outer shirt, he was about to take a bath in the big hot spring pool in the yard, when he happened to run into Meng Hu who was looking for him.
“Shidi, you…” Meng Hu looked at him up and down, his eyes widening.
Mo Tianliao only wore a pair of underpants, his upper body was naked, and he had only put on an outer shirt. The scratches on his body were very clear. With a dry cough, Mo Tianliao stretched out and pulled his clothes casually, revealing the tooth marks on his shoulders.
“Oh, Master did this, right?” Meng Hu frowned and leaned over to look.
“Yeah.” Mo Tianliao moved his shoulders triumphantly and walked to the hot spring pool.
“It’s really hard work for you to heal the Master.” Meng Hu followed, and said earnestly.
Mo Tianliao paused, turned his head and stared stiffly at the decent looking Meng Hu. The corner of his mouth twitched and all his pride deflated. The other party did not notice him showing off at all. He raised his hand helplessly and patted Meng Hu’s head: “Qingtong is sleeping, don’t disturb him.”
Meng Hu came to him because during the past few days of seclusion, many of the old Duantian ministers had come. He couldn’t make a decision, so he let those people stay first. Those people looked very anxious and asked him every day. Therefore, Meng Hu came here early, so that Mo Tianliao could send those people away sooner.
“Let them wait.” Mo Tianliao soaked into the pool and slowly closed his eyes.
Meng Hu scratched his head and squatted down by the pool. Those people looked really anxious, and he was too embarrassed to refuse.
“If you are too kind to them, they will make it worse, but if you are dignified, they won’t dare to trouble you.” Mo Tianliao patiently taught Meng Hu.
“Oh.” Meng Hu nodded and noted it for the future. Suddenly, he felt why he had to be dignified before Lord Duantian’s subordinates? Well, yes, he is the elder martial brother of Lord Duantian. Naturally, he couldn’t let his younger brother’s subordinates bully him.
The person who came this time was not a power that was hidden, but the steward of “Hundred Rumors Pavilion”.
“Waiting to see the Lord.” This steward was responsible for collecting information, which was a very important role in Hundred Rumors Pavilion.
Mo Tianliao gave him a light look: “Manager Chen, how have you been?”
The man trembled insignificantly: “Ever since the Venerable had disappeared, and several demon venerables started to separate the forces. Hundred Rumors Pavillion was assigned to Venerable Chi Xiang, and this subordinate is really ashamed of it.”
“If you recognize a new master, then you should serve him well. Why the guilt?” Mo Tianliao raised his hand, and a servant added a glass of wine to him. He glanced at the maid who had added wine. She was so big and round that his appetite was a little spoiled. .
The servants recruited this time, the males had honest and loyal faces, the females had plain appearances, which did not meet the standards of the Mo Palace at all. Mo Tianliao touched his chin, thinking about making a uniform mask for all of these people. Even without beauty, they had to be imposing. He couldn’t let people assume less of Duantian Mo Palace and let them know at a glance that they were in charge of tending to the kitchen stove and rearing fishes.
“This subordinate is grateful for the honorable kindness, and looked forward to the Lord’s return every day,” Manager Chen said emotionally.
Mo Tianliao drank the wine in his hand, and slowly raised his head to look at him, and with a sneer, slowly asked: “So, do you still want to follow this Lord?”
The man said again impassionedly, that he would continue to follow Lord Duantian.
Mo Tianliao put down the wine glass and turned Taishi into a finger knife to play with: “I heard that Chi Xiang is also of a fire attribute, then what is his weakness?”
“This… this subordinate is just an errand runner, so I don’t know the weakness of Demon Venerable.” Manager Chen suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
The finger knife that flexibly turned between Mo Tianliao’s fingers suddenly paused, and then shot instantly.
Manager Chen had already tried to raise his hand to catch it. Suddenly, he felt like there was a flash in front of him and a black shadow rushed over and left. He felt his body was like a kite with a broken line that suddenly floated in the air and fell back down heavily. He squirted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground. When he raised his head again, he saw Demon Venerable Duantian was still in the same position as before, sitting and playing with a finger knife, looking at him with a smile.
“The tea becomes cold after the people leave. If you now follow Chi Xiang, I will not blame you, but if you came here to just find news for your new master, you should not blame me for not thinking about old feelings,” Mo Tianliao waved his hand and motioned to drag the man out, “Throw him into the killing array.”
“Oh, My Lord is still so heartless.” A delicate sound of complaint came from the sky.
Mo Tianliao got up, walked out of the hall, and looked up and saw a woman, wearing a bright red skirt and a thin black overcoat, standing in the void. She was exquisitely beautiful, and was also the reason why Mo Tianliao “fought” with his cat last night——Demon Venerable Feng Su.
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The author has something to say:
Mini theater:
《The Demon Lord’s punishment is terrible》
Reporter gorgeous Tiger: Lord Duantian is so ruthless, even the closest person to him will not be pardoned, please refer to this report sent back by the front line.
Carpenter: Will you say or not?
Master: Humph.
Carpenter: If you don’t say, I’m going to punish you.
Master: Umn… No.
Carpenter: haa ha ha
Reporter gorgeous Tiger: …
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Zaki: Thank you so much Chole and Arthi.. this was a very hard chapter. hahaha.. @chole, you are simply amazing.. *Arthi and Zaki offers Chicken legs and Fried fish*