Can the tail be tickled?

Overcast clouds covered the sky, thunderclaps split the sky with mighty force, and heavy rain fell straight down.

The rain was cold and drenched the whole world.

Standing in the rain, Mo Ziyi let the wind howl and brushed against his shoulders. He stared at the name on the tombstone without saying a word.

The life that was alive at one moment is gone at the next moment.Xiao Jing'an was still so young, so fond of laughing, escaped the cruelty of the puppet poison, but could not escape the so-called justice.

The words of the so-called orthodox monk resounded in his mind over and over again——

"That's him damn... stay with you, damn...!!!"

"This child, and that woman, deserve to die."

As if being sucked into a deep vortex that he couldn't escape, these two words of resentment lingered in his ears like a nightmare, and his mind was in chaos, but in the next second, Mo Ziyi was completely awake.

He raised the corner of his mouth, smiled self-deprecatingly, and muttered to himself: "Damn..."

Changzhu Shuli stood behind him, drenched in the rain with him, facing the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, his face was still calm, revealing deep sadness, sadness and rain, meandering along his cheeks: "Master ..."

Mo Ziyi took out an umbrella from the magic weapon of space, turned around, and put it on her head. The raindrops hit the umbrella surface and slid down along the ribs. Chang Zhushuli raised his head, his voice was full of He blamed himself: "Master...it's because I didn't protect him well, and I didn't protect Xiao Jingan well...it's all my fault..."

Mo Ziyi lowered his head, his face was buried in a shadow, he handed the umbrella to Chang Zhushuli's hand, and took a step back, his expression was frozen, so cold, like a night of cold winter, the warmth dissipated , only the endless silence.

He said coldly: "You go."

Changzhu Shuli was taken aback for a moment: "Master...?"

Mo Ziyi said: "Since you call me master, then obey me, you can go."

"I won't leave, Juli's life was saved by the master, and Juli will never leave the master."

When the cold light suddenly appeared, the Blood Moon Demon Knife was lifted up and rested on the slender and fair neck of Changzhu Shuli. The voice was a little sullen: "I let you go."

Changzhu Shuli took a step closer to Mo Ziyi, looked him straight in the eyes, and paused every word: "I won't go."

She has never disobeyed Mo Ziyi, even if she is asked to go first in a critical moment, she will leave obediently, and will never hold back, but only one point, let her leave Mo Ziyi, leave to give her a second life people, this is impossible.

"Heh." Mo Ziyi put away his knife, the sky suddenly brightened for a moment, thunderbolts struck down with a deafening thunder, the heavy rain poured down, and voices without a trace of emotion mixed with the sudden noise came out together, indifferent , and lonely.

"I'm going."

Mo Ziyi stopped looking at her, turned around, and walked away without hesitation.

No one deserves to die.

It was he, Mo Ziyi, who took the lives of tens of thousands of people, and what did he have to do with others? Xiao Jingan didn't deserve to die, and Changzhu Shuli didn't deserve to die either. Damn it, he was the only one!

On this road, he only needs to be alone, and he can no longer involve Changzhu Shuli, let alone...

Mo Ziyi pursed his lips, and kept chanting the name that had appeared countless times in his mind... Ye Wuhui.

He rushed to the imperial city without hesitation, and now the place where monks from all over the world gathered, the black hands behind the scenes must be mixed in it.

This kind of thing should end earlier, and then, let me die in your hands.

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The imperial city, the imperial palace.

The fire of karma burned, the blood flowed, and rows of figures fell down and stood up again. After standing up, they had hideous faces, twisted limbs, and were inhuman.Group after group of puppets stood and roared.

Mo Ziyi stood among them, the Blood Moon Demon Saber was glowing with blood, and in front of him, countless spiritual swords released spiritual light, surrounding Mo Ziyi and the group of puppets.

Mo Ziyi raised his head, looked at the sky, looked at Ye Wuhui, looked at the person hiding in the dark who didn't know his face, and smiled mockingly: "It's so powerful, let me kill my parents and sacrifice my life." My brother and master, now, you still want to tie me and your dolls and puppets together in front of the righteous world, you are worthy of being a puppet king."

Among the crowd, someone showed a ferocious smile and made a formula with one hand. The group of puppets suddenly moved, waving their sharp claws, and pounced on everyone.

For a moment, swords and swords flickered indistinctly.

These puppets are immortal, immortal, and ordinary spiritual weapons can't hurt them at all. They fall and stand up again, tirelessly, and keep attacking.

These puppets attacked everyone present, but they did not attack Mo Ziyi.I don't know who discovered it, and shouted loudly: "Kill Mo Ziyi, he is manipulating these things! Kill him!!!"

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As if floating clouds moved the sun and the moon, the morning light poured down on the earth through the clouds.

A soft kiss was printed on his face, with the fresh air of bamboo leaves, Mo Ziyi was lost in this endless bamboo forest, his heart was beating uncontrollably, he covered his cheeks, His eyes widened: "I'm not dreaming, little brother, did you kiss me?"

Last time, Ye Wuhui took the initiative to kiss him because he was drunk, but this time, could it be that lotus seed soup can also make people drunk?

Mo Ziyi moved closer to Ye Wuhui's side again, pointed to the other cheek, and looked at him expectantly: "Then... kiss this side again, okay?"

The corners of Ye Wuhui's mouth turned up, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes. He rubbed Mo Ziyi's hair: "Okay."

He brushed away Mo Ziyi's hair hanging from his temples, brushed it to the back, and slowly bent down. At this moment, there was a trembling voice from outside the door, with an indescribable emotion. Excited: "Ayi, come out quickly and see what I caught today?"

The door of the room was suddenly pushed open, only to see a yellow talisman stuck in Yin Wuqing's hand, tightly holding a translucent thing that looked like a soul body.

Mo Ziyi stood up all of a sudden, held Yin Wuqing's hand and looked at it carefully. After a long while, he said in disbelief, "Master? This is... the soul, the soul... ?”

Yin Wuqing rolled up the yellow talisman in his hand, and his soul was sucked into the talisman paper. He pointed to the scarlet drop on the talisman paper, and said, "Today I am practicing with Xinghe in the mountains. I had no hope for the soul-calling formation I mentioned, but I didn't expect that one would actually be summoned."

Yang Xinghe suddenly jumped into the middle of them, pinching the small wound on his fingertips, and complacently said: "It's all my credit, today the master drew the formation, I accidentally cut my hand, and dripped blood on the master's painting. On the formation, I didn't expect that the formation suddenly burst into red light, and then such a thing appeared in the middle of the formation."

Mo Ziyi supported Yang Xinghe's shoulder, and said in surprise, "Really? Your blood?"

Yang Xinghe looked around, dragged Mo Ziyi out of the house, leaned into his ear, and whispered: "I never knew what my special magic power was since I was a child, maybe it has something to do with the soul?"

Regarding the research on the soul, Yin Wuqing has been researching it since his previous life, but he has found nothing. He did not expect such a breakthrough in this life.

A tear welled up in his eyes, and an uncontrollable excitement surged in his heart——

In the previous life, his master voluntarily dissected the demon pill, jumped into the refining furnace, and exchanged all his cultivation and all his life for the birth of the Blood Moon Demon Saber.

The scene of the previous life dissipated, shredded, turned into misty mist, and ceased to exist.If there is a soul, if that statement is true, master... master will not have to die...

Mo Ziyi cut Yang Xinghe's fingers involuntarily, squeezed out blood drops and put them in a glass bottle, and did not forget to nod his cheek to Ye Wuhui, and then pushed Yin Wuqing away excitedly: "Master, Hurry up, hurry up!"

Yang Xinghe put his fingertips in his mouth with distress, and shouted at their backs: "If it succeeds, don't forget my credit!!!"

Mo Ziyi rarely looked so excited, Ye Wuhui asked: "What are Ziyi and senior studying?"

Yang Xinghe explained: "The master always talks about the soul on weekdays. After Ayi came, he often discussed with the master, and even studied the formation that can summon or manifest the soul together."

"Soul?"

Yang Xinghe said: "If a spiritual weapon wants to breed spiritual wisdom, it needs a demon pill to sharpen it. The young master must know it."

"En." Ye Wuhui nodded.

"Because the soul of a monster is born in the demon pill, it is a creature that is not seen by people, it is equivalent to the second body of a monster, and it can also be like an object, with self-awareness, to live in another place for a short period of time. Therefore, if the spirit weapon refines the demon core, it can make the spirit weapon give birth to spiritual wisdom."

Ye Wuhui understood: "Monsters have souls, so humans naturally have them too."

Yang Xinghe sat down on his own, and fixed his eyes on the lotus seed soup on the table. The fresh air smelled very tempting: "Then, can the souls who are dead and unwilling to leave this world also be able to practice the same thing?" Out of wisdom? Can this method be used to give them a second rebirth, and can it save the monsters from living in such a difficult situation?"

Yang Xinghe stretched out his sinful leopard paws towards the lotus seed soup: "I didn't believe that human beings have souls at first, and when they die, they are dead, and they will be wiped out. No matter whether the legends of the underworld are true or not, It is impossible for anything to remain in this world. Besides, there must have been many capable people who have studied it for thousands of years, but no one has ever successfully seen the soul. Today, I have a little breakthrough because of my blood. Maybe , I am the chosen one! I think I have to re-understand this world."

"Lotus seed soup? It just so happens that I have accumulated some food in the past two days, so it's good to eat something light." Yang Xinghe was about to reach out to take the lotus seed soup, but Ye Wuhui was a step faster than him, turned around calmly, Hold the small bowl in your arms.

"If this statement is feasible, does that mean there is no need to hunt monsters anymore?"

Yang Xinghe was a little disappointed that he didn't get the lotus seed soup, and his eyes were quite resentful: "Not necessarily. Although the monsters are weak in their infancy, and they need to go through tribulations to cultivate, but if they grow up, they must be much stronger than humans. In addition, the lifespan of monsters is longer than that of humans, will humans agree that there are creatures stronger than them alive in this world?"

"Hmm..." Ye Wuhui took some cakes from Wuzhuo, handed them to Yang Xinghe, and took a sip of the lotus seed soup himself, thoughtfully.

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When Mo Ziyi returned to the room, it was already late at night, and the transformation formula had long since failed, and he turned back into a little fox with cinnabar powder on his paws, and when he stepped on the ground, a series of red plum blossom marks were printed on his paws.

He was a little tired before, and even the dull hair on the top of his head was a little fuzzy, but after seeing Ye Wuhui, Mo Ziyi's whole fox became energetic, and rushed towards Ye Wuhui without hesitation.

Ye Wuhui hadn't fallen asleep yet, and was sitting at the table reading a book when he suddenly saw a little fur ball flying towards him, pressed down the page of the book, stamped his paw with "baji", raised his little head, and sent him A small and lovely plum blossom print.

With a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, Ye Wuhui hugged the little fox, walked to the bathroom next door, filled the tub with hot water, mixed with some cold water, reached in to test the temperature.

"Warm, you try?"

Hearing this, the little fox obediently stretched out its little paws, tentatively probed into the bathtub, then withdrew its hand abruptly, pretending to be scalded, and rubbed against Ye Wuhui pitifully. Beside her, she nuzzled her nose, and even her cheeks drooped aggrievedly.

You have to touch Xiaowugui to take a bath obediently.

Ye Wuhui tapped the tip of his nose, stroked the little fox's back with his fingertips, and rubbed lightly on his little belly, the little fox regained its vitality and jumped into the bathtub, He picked up a paw of water and splashed it at Ye Wuhui, drenching his whole body, and then, as if avoiding it, he got into the bathtub, submerged his whole body in the water, gurgling bubbles It was not until I couldn't hold my breath anymore that a pair of eyes emerged, and I looked at Ye Wuhui blinking, seeing that he was as gentle as ever, boldly surfacing, panting heavily.

Ye Wuhui folded up his sleeves, caught the little fox, scooped up warm water, protected the little fox's eyes and ears, and poured water on him carefully.Gently helped the little fox take a bath, and dried the little fox, Ye Wuhui said softly: "Ziyi, if you are tired, go and rest first, and I will go back after bathing."

The little fox nodded groaningly, and just walked behind the screen, he couldn't help but look back, after this look, he couldn't move his eyes anymore, the little fox immediately squatted upright , watching the scenery in front of him motionless.

It's not that I haven't bathed with Ye Wuhui, and it's not that I haven't seen his body, but I have never seen it under such a situation.

The candle flickered, turned on and off, and printed Ye Wuhui's silhouette on the screen, with his delicate side face and beautiful lines, just like the woman who was still holding a pipa half-hidden, clearly knowing what was blocking her. What does the part look like, but I always think about breaking through this layer of cover, and take a good look at how charming the place that is hidden like this is.

Last time, he behaved well and behaved like a well-behaved little fox, but this time...

I really want to go up and touch it...

As soon as this idea came out, Mo Ziyi couldn't sit still anymore, he scratched his nose with his paws, jumped up, bit the clothes hanging on the screen, and barged in blatantly, the surroundings were silent, The tip of its claws lightly touched the ground, making a slight "da da" sound, and the little fox squatted in a place that was not wet by water, taking advantage of the pretext of sending clothes, staring at Ye Wuhui motionlessly.

The face, Adam's apple, chest, and abdominal muscles seem to be covered with a faint halo, and everything is so beautiful.Mo Ziyi suddenly felt parched, and quickly got down on the ground, licking his restless little paws.

I don't know if it's because Mo Ziyi's current state is a fox, Ye Wuhui didn't shy away from it at all, got up from the water, wiped his body, took the clothes, after tidying up, looked at the little fox, his eyes flashed There was an imperceptible smile, then took a handkerchief, picked up the little fox, wiped it gently under his nose, and smiled slightly:

"Ziyi, you have a nosebleed."

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Mo Ziyi: Seduce|quote, this is seduce|quote! !

Ye Wuhui: Do you want it?