Can the tail be tickled?

—— "Ziyi, you don't need to shed blood. In this life, let me do it."

The sound of the piano was like ethereal flowing water, melodious and endless, white mist rose densely, fire and frost flickered together, Mo Ziyi looked at the person in front of him, his eyes widened in surprise, and his lips trembled slightly.

Ye Wuhui walked slowly towards Mo Ziyi.

He knew that Mo Ziyi never wanted to be covered in blood;

He knew that he carried everything alone, just wanting to protect others;

He also knew that his little fox really liked him, and so did he.

Ye Wuhui returned the Blood Moon Demon Knife to Mo Ziyi's hand, stood beside him, slightly parted his thin lips, and said softly, "In this life, I will always stand by your side."

The corners of the mouth are raised upwards, beautiful and gentle.

His voice is like a clear spring in the mountains that has been silent for many years. At that moment, a small drop of water dripped into it, and a small crown-shaped splash splashed. It was so clear and clear that it was even hard to distinguish. The words are real or unreal.

It seemed as if time went back in time, that year, Mo Ziyi was pillowed beside Ye Wuhui, and confessed his love to him.

He said: "I originally thought that if I didn't see you for a day, it would be as difficult as three autumns, but I always thought of you smiling at me. You smiled, so why not let me endure another three autumns?"

Now, he smiled, so who was he smiling at?To the little fox?Or face him, Mo Ziyi?

Mo Ziyi took the Blood Moon Demon Knife, suppressed the surprise and doubt in his heart, turned up the corners of his mouth, showing a smile with unknown meaning, he turned sideways, and lightly bit Ye Wuhui's earlobe: "So you... what? You know, huh? Little brother?"

He only said this sentence, and temporarily held back all the other things he wanted to say and ask in his heart.

Hurry up and tidy up here, so that you can speak with peace of mind, and ask his little Wuhui carefully, why do you want to hide it so strictly, and what kind of feelings you have for him...?

The next moment, the gunpowder reappeared.

With their backs facing each other, they passed each other, with ice in front of them and red flames in the sky behind them.The Blood Moon Demon Knife was thrown up, and then fell——

The white mist bloomed with dazzling light along with the huge golden formation.

The power that had been suppressed for a long time erupted completely at this moment, and the color of the entire world suddenly became deep, red and hot, and the space was roasted, distorted, and shattered. So unreal and magnificent.

In the distant sky, there was a huge and incomparably loud roar, like a landslide and earth cracking thunder. People with a slightly lower cultivation base fell into a short-term deafness at this moment.

The red flames converged into a fire lotus, and with an unmatched offensive, circles of energy ripples were rolled up, sweeping the entire world.

The whole world became quiet amidst the monstrous flames, and all the puppets turned into nothingness in an instant.Immediately afterwards, the icy blue light flickered suddenly, and the place it touched was covered with a thick layer of ice, and the red flame was extinguished instantly.

The powder black ash with the poison of the puppets, and the scattered corpses of the puppets were submerged in the white mist, and never existed in this world again.

The flame faded, and the ice turned into flowing water, washing away the blood.The sky and the earth regained clarity at this moment. If the mess in that place did not remind everyone that this place has just experienced a chaos, perhaps others would only think that everything has been washed away by a heavy rain here.

The head of the Danxin Gate hurried back, said a few words, briefly arranged the affairs of the gate, and then said to Changzhu Shuli: "Shu Li, you are responsible for taking care of the outside, and some wounded people will be entrusted to you."

Afterwards, he held a ceremony with Ye Wuhui and walked into the hall together.

Mo Ziyi originally wanted to follow in, but Ye Wuhui blocked the door: "Leave it to me."

Hearing this, Mo Ziyi did not refuse, and the words of explanation coming from the mouth of the Young Sect Master of Yanzong of Qing Dynasty were more credible than saying it from his own mouth.

Mo Ziyi poked Ye Wuhui's waist calmly, and smiled wickedly: "I'll wait for you."

The roots of Ye Wuhui's ears turned hot and turned red quietly.

Ye Wuhui was called away, and Mo Ziyi was bored, so he jumped to the roof, staring at the sky in a daze.

After the scuffle, the sky was completely blue without any dust, leaving only a few fluffy, veil-like clouds that spread out in the breeze, and then melted into the blue sky .

Suddenly there was a "click" sound beside him, Changzhu Shuli finished the work at hand, sneaked away for a while, and sat beside Mo Ziyi.

"Owner."

"..." Mo Ziyi covered his face, "Stop calling me master."

Changzhu Shuli asked: "Then what should I call master, just like the young master, Ziyi?"

Hearing Ye Wuhui's name, Mo Ziyi showed a smile unconsciously: "Ziyi can only be called by my little brother, this is a pet name, pet name!" Mo Ziyi emphasized the last two words.

"Yes~" Changzhu Shuli covered his mouth and smiled, "Everyone says that the master and the young suzerain were resentful couples in the past life, and they will continue their relationship in this life. Shuli thinks otherwise, the master and the young suzerain love each other deeply in the past and present. .”

"Are you deeply in love with each other?" Mo Ziyi stroked his chin and pondered over these words carefully for a long time, an unspeakable timidity surged in his heart.

He suddenly felt that it would be fine if Ye Wuhui never told him, so that he would never have any illusions about the past life, and only look at the things of the present life.

Chang Zhushu didn't know that Mo Ziyi's mind was fluttering, he just thought he was asking himself, propped his chin on his knees, looked into the distance, his eyes were full of yearning: "Well, the master and Mr. Ye , It's really good. The young suzerain only smiled at the master, and the master softened when he heard the young suzerain's name."

Changzhu Shuli sighed: "The young master must always think of the master in everything, that's great!"

Mo Ziyi shook his head, didn't think too much, turned his head and said, "You are fine too, it would be better if you don't call me master."

He slapped his thigh: "In this case, you can call me A Yi, and if you call me master again, we will break up our relationship!"

Hearing this childish threat, Chang Zhushuli frowned slightly, smiled softly twice, lowered his head, shyly and unaccustomedly called out: "Ayi."

Mo Ziyi heaved a sigh of relief: "It's much more pleasing to the ears."

He raised his head, looked at the sky, picked up a thin piece of grass growing on the roof, and threw it down. The root of the grass fluttered, fell to the ground, and was blown up again by the breeze.

"How was life at Danxinmen?"

"Very good." Changzhu Shuli took the qin from behind her and lowered her head to caress it. After so many difficult years, this qin was the only one to accompany her. Good for me too."

She paused, "Thank you, Ayi, for saving me from there."

"Juri—!" Suddenly someone called her from under the roof.

A girl with cute bun hair waved to the long bamboo tree under the roof, and put a big package beside her: "You are lazy! I found out!" Then she pointed to the package and said coquettishly , "Help me, overweight!"

Changzhu Shuli glanced at Mo Ziyi, with a smile that only belongs to girls, joyful and joyful, full of gratitude and warmth, as if to say: Look, they are really good.

Mo Ziyi nodded to her, jumped down from the bamboo tree like a bird, and introduced Mo Ziyi to the girl.

The girl compared her hands to the shape of trumpets, put them in front of her lips, and shouted: "Thank you, Ayi, and thank you, Young Sect Master! Thank you for saving Danxinmen!"

After speaking, they waved to Mo Ziyi together, dragged the package together, talked and laughed.

......

The disciples of Danxinmen saw with their own eyes that some disciples became like puppets after being poisoned by puppet, so Ye Wuhui didn't need to say much, the people of Danxinmen would believe it and know what a terrible monster puppet is.The sacrificed disciple was buried generously by Haosheng, and the head of the sect also wrote a letter to tell other sects about it.

Danxinmen was attacked, and so far, the puppet incident gradually began to attract attention in the cultivation world.

The attack by the people behind the scenes was self-defeating, and now they are being strangled by the true righteous way.

Soon, Ye Wuhui came out from the hall.

Mo Ziyi was waiting for him on the roof.

A warm sun pierced through the clouds, and a golden beam of light shot down from the sky, wrapping warmly around his body.

Mo Ziyi showed a big smile towards Ye Wuhui, with dots of light in his eyes, which merged with the warm sun.

He jumped off and stood beside Ye Wuhui: "Little brother, you also have memories of your previous life, right?"

"Yeah, yeah." Ye Wuhui nodded.

"Then..." Mo Ziyi wrapped his arm around Ye Wuhui's waist and pinched it lightly.

Ye Wuhui trembled all over, he didn't know how to explain it for a while, and he didn't want Mo Ziyi to see him so embarrassed in this atmosphere, he wanted to turn his head a little embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, Mo Ziyi directly pinched his chin, and domineeringly smashed his head, forcing him to look at him.

"Don't you want to explain? Husband, Jun."

Mo Ziyi asked word by word, forcing him to forget that he also had the memory of his previous life, so Ye Wuhui didn't know what to say.

The waist was pinched again, as if a thin electric current passed through the whole body, Ye Wuhui's face gradually turned red.

He pursed his lips, opened them slightly, and closed them again after hesitating for a moment. After thinking about it for a long time, he opened his mouth slowly.

Ye Wuhui only said one sentence: "Ziyi, I, I like you."

Obviously without any rhetoric piled up, it is more beautiful than all the love words in the world, and it is more captivating.

Mo Ziyi didn't want to ask any more questions.

No matter what the past life is, it has passed away, so why bother to dwell on the past.

If Ye Wuhui likes the little fox, then he is the little fox; if Ye Wuhui likes Mo Ziyi, then he is Mo Ziyi.

Mo Ziyi looked at Ye Wuhui with hot eyes, as if burning with flames.

He hooked his fingertips, and the red feather flew out from his waist, bound Ye Wuhui involuntarily, and then he jumped on the Blood Moon Demon Saber and rode away with the wind.

Just like in the previous life, Mo Ziyi tied Ye Wuhui away and tied his hand to his side.

The sky is clear and green, not stained with fine clouds, and the distant mountains are winding and stretching, like ink paintings, full of beauty.At the end of the sky, trimmed with red gold edges, it looks like fine waves rolled up on the blue sea, sparkling with sparkling waves.

Ye Wuhui's spiritual power was sealed by Mo Ziyi, and his hands and feet were bound, making him unable to move.Mo Ziyi pinched his chin, looked at him for a long time, and finally put his lips on his.

He eagerly gnawed and sucked for a long time, and a trace of crystal filaments flowed out along the corners of the two's lips, which was strange and lustful.

I don't know how long it took for the kiss before Mo Ziyi let go. He was panting, his cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were covered with a thin layer of water mist due to the indulgence of emotion just now.

Mo Ziyi slowly wiped away the water on his lips with his thumb, and his voice rose slightly: "Ye Wuhui, in this life, I will never let you go again."

No matter past life or present life, you and I——

Never die.