Can the tail be tickled?

The morning light is faint, and everything wakes up.

It had just rained the night before, and the water vapor had been buried in the soil all night, and finally evaporated slowly in the warm sun in the morning, and the white mist obscured the entire imperial city.

The wedding silk ribbon has not been removed yet, the morning wind blows the streamer, shuttles melodiously through the white mist, and finally falls slowly, floating on the Wuding River that surrounds the entire imperial city.

This is destined not to be a peaceful morning.

The servants came to report that Mo Ziyi, a prisoner in the Eighteenth Criminal Cell, had disappeared.

Hearing the news, Zuo Xingzhou dropped the Langhao pen in his hand. He could no longer sense the formations he had set up, and when he rushed to the eighteenth execution room, all the formations were broken. The charred corpses of two puppets remained.

Zuo Xingzhou was furious, and the palace officials knelt down, touching their foreheads to the ground, not daring to raise their heads for a long time.There was silence in Weiyang Palace for a while, no one dared to speak a single word.

At the same time, a silver-white signal flare was fired over the imperial city, hidden in the dense fog in the early morning, and slowly bloomed with an inaudible whisper.

The smoke rose suddenly.

Numerous monks controlled their natal magic weapon, their spiritual power gathered, and all kinds of spiritual power condensed into majestic and mighty tides, rolling wantonly in the sky, colorful and romantic, like a river hanging upside down for nine days, under the brilliance flowing, dangers are everywhere.

This huge tidal surge rushed out of the sky, broke through the morning fog, and attacked the imperial city with overwhelming force.

A huge light curtain was erected at the outermost edge of the imperial city, resisting the colorful tide for a while, and finally shattered.

A low-pitched explosion sounded in the air, and the outermost buildings of the imperial city were reduced to ruins in the aftermath of the collision.

"The imperial city's defensive array has five layers, and the transition point is the weakest. Just attack here with all your strength."

Mo Ziyi stood beside Ye Wuhui, supported his waist, and explained to everyone the secret of breaking the formation.

He has thoroughly studied the formation of the imperial city.

It sounds like a joke, back then Mo Ziyi wanted to study the imperial city defense array on a whim, just because Ye Wuhui was in the imperial city, and he wanted to send a letter in, so he was embarrassed to say the reason.

The same is true for mechanical pigeons that can avoid eyes and ears and enter the imperial city. Mo Ziyi drew a hidden pattern on the body of the mechanical pigeons, and then sneaked in from this turning point.

Under the leadership of Qing Yanzong, the monks sent by various sects cooperated perfectly, and soon broke through another layer of barriers. The Yulin Army and the monks faced each other with swords and swords. The orange flames made a piercing and harsh sound of collision.

There was chaos in the imperial city.

In Weiyang Palace, an elderly palace worker stumbled, ignored the kneeling palace people, knocked open the gate of Weiyang Palace, and fell to sit in front of Zuo Xingzhou.His arm was cut, and the blood flowed violently, soaking the right half of the palace clothes.

This old palace man is Zuo Xingzhou's confidant, he knelt in front of Zuo Xingzhou: "The emperor! The imperial city was attacked! The monks suddenly attacked the imperial city, and now it has broken to the third ring formation!"

Hearing this, Zuo Xingzhou's complexion suddenly became gloomy, covered with dark clouds, as if he could faintly see the flash of thunder in his eyes.

He swiped the things on the desk, and the books, tea cups and pens were washed all over the floor, and there was a loud "crash".

"……I knew it."

Zuo Xingzhou had already guessed that Ye Wuhui would not be captured obediently, so he secretly prepared his backhand.

"I didn't want it to be so fast. Since you guys came to the door yourself, then I will not be polite!"

Zuo Xingzhou walked towards the bookstore at the back of the palace, and when he approached, the bookshelves burst open——

Behind the bookshelf was a secret room, completely dark, only a huge white jade with irregular shape was placed.

Zuo Xingzhou stared at this white jade for a long time, but did not make any move. The palace man was still following him, blood dripped all the way from the wound, and soaked into the cashmere carpet in front of the secret room, flooding An eerie crimson color.

Zuo Xingzhou suddenly asked: "How is the princess now? Where is she? Is there any danger?"

The palace man suddenly became flustered, knelt on the ground with a "plop", and said tremblingly: "Princess, princess, she is lost..."

"I'm missing..." Zuo Xingzhou naturally knew that his daughter had been raised to be jealous, which was good.However, the current Zuo Junqi must be on the side of that righteous person.

Yeah.

Zuo Xingzhou circulated his spiritual power, gathered it in his palm, and then touched the surface of the white jade.

Dazzling red light overflowed from the central palace, and an invincible aura penetrated through layers of palace walls, centered on white jade, burst out.

The low roar spread across the entire imperial city in an instant with such a momentum, as if a giant beast hidden in the ground was gradually waking up, and the vast spiritual power spread all over the surroundings, causing energy ripples visible to the naked eye one after another.

......

The Imperial City Habayashi Army retreated steadily in the hands of the monks.

Mo Ziyi was also among the monks. The Blood Moon Demon Saber was holding a flower in his hand. The blade was turned upside down. The handle of the knife struck the back of the neck of the Habayashi army who was flying towards him, and knocked him out in a flash. .

Ye Wuhui led another team to break through from another direction.

Mo Ziyi looked there, the sky was full of snow, and the silver and white sharks were flying fiercely while flipping and jumping.He waved his sleeves, Qing Yu had a cold glow, and the ice rose suddenly, unstoppable.

Just when the third barrier of the imperial city was about to be broken, a sudden change occurred in the sky.

The dome roared like thunder, and the ground burst into flames for no reason. The bluestone slab paving the ground was torn apart by the thunder, and countless sharp claws pierced through it, protruding from the ground, tearing the ground, and went crazy. Climb up and out.

The imperial city seemed to have become a purgatory on earth. Countless puppets roared and roared, using their muscular legs, they rushed towards the monks like crazy.

Although it was only for a moment, Mo Ziyi had a clear glimpse of Zuo Xingzhou among the puppets.

He looked at Ye Wuhui, and also met his dignified and deep eyes.Obviously, he also noticed this moment.

They looked at each other, read each other's thoughts in each other's eyes, blessed their hearts, tapped the void with their toes, and chased after Zuo Xingzhou where Zuo Xingzhou disappeared.

Naturally, the puppet would not let the person in sight go away, its claws were like poisonous snakes, it opened its fangs, swallowed snake letters, and attacked Mo Ziyi frantically at an extremely tricky angle.

Mo Ziyi turned around abruptly, the red feather swung out, entangled the menacing sharp claws, and with the other hand, a red flame appeared on the surface of the Blood Moon Demon Knife, and struck down along the tip of the claw, the flame pierced through the air and went straight to the heart.

Mo Ziyi's injury was not fully healed yet, and such a movement caused his inner palace to burst into pain. An inadvertence revealed a flaw in his figure, which gave the puppet behind him a chance.

"Ayi, be careful—!"

The leisurely sound of the piano suddenly approached, and the long bamboo tree leaped to Mo Ziyi's side. Following the sound of the piano, a white mist rose up, covering Mo Ziyi and blocking the puppet.

Mo Ziyi saw the timing was right, the Blood Moon Demon Saber came out suddenly, pierced through the white mist, and swiftly took the puppet's life.

"Thank you, Changzhu!" Mo Ziyi didn't have time to stop, and continued to rush in the direction of Ye Wuhui, telling him, "Be careful, don't get hurt!"

These puppets are immortal, and they don't care about their lives. They directly use their bodies to block the spiritual attacks of the monks. Even if their hands and feet are torn and cut off, they climb up fearlessly, dragging their stumped limbs, and continue to attack fiercely.

They are even more indifferent to the enemy and the claws not only attack the monks, but also attack the Habayashi army in the imperial city.The monks understand the horror of puppets and know how to dodge, but the Habayashi soldiers don't know anything. The Habayashi soldiers who couldn't dodge were scratched by sharp claws. In an instant, they lost consciousness at a speed visible to the naked eye, and their figures changed. , Completely reduced to become a member of the puppet.

"Boom--!"

In the sky, another thunderbolt suddenly fell.

This seemed to be some kind of signal. After the thunder, the attacks of the puppets suddenly became extremely ferocious.

The attacks of the monks were a waste of energy. The puppet could not be killed. Now, the attacks were even more crazy, and they could even absorb the spiritual power transformed by the monks' attacks and turn them into their own attacks.

Because of the sudden appearance of puppets, the advantages built by the orthodox monks by breaking through two layers of barriers were all consumed until they were smoothed out.

Everyone has fallen into a stalemate, and some even have the intention to retreat.

There was another thunder, and the blue-purple thunder and lightning divided the sky into two. At this moment, a dragon's chant sounded in the ear.

The dragon roared furiously, caught the thunder in its mouth, and it rained heavily from the sky and the earth. The water dragon spurted out from the dragon's mouth, repelling countless fierce puppets.

The heavy rain blurred the vision, and the void was torn apart. Zuo Junqi rode a black panther, holding the Nine Phoenix Red Cloud Spear, like a savior, crossed the high city wall, the spear was wrapped with a thousand-ton force, the black panther With a strong figure and lightning speed, he led Zuo Junqi back and forth among the puppets.

"What are you looking at! Hit! Do you want to be hurt!"

Zuo Junqi's voice overwhelmed the roar, overwhelmed the sound of rain, and passed into the ears of the monks.

The sluggish monks were awakened in an instant, and they raised their magic weapons one after another and joined the melee.

Following Zuo Junqi, there were all kinds of small animals, twisting their fluffy bodies, leaping out of the void.

A bunch of chubby little bunnies, like snowballs, fought fiercely, jumping around nimbly, the puppets couldn't catch them even once, instead they were overturned several times.

The situation turned again.

"It's finally here." Mo Ziyi let out a long sigh of relief.

As soon as he was caught, Mo Ziyi took the opportunity to ask the spirit beasts in the imperial city to send a message to Yang Xinghe, telling him to return to Zizaimen to seek help. There may be disasters in the next few days.

Yang Xinghe, who had always been ignorant, had a rare brain, and left without saying a word.He didn't dare to take Zuo Junqi with him, for fear that if Zuo Xingzhou captured her, the princess' life would be in danger.

It wasn't until Mo Ziyi escaped from the eighteenth execution room that Zuo Junqi was sent to Yang Xinghe's side.

The rabbits shouted to Mo Ziyi and Ye Wuhui who were not far away:

[Junior Fox, let's go!I know, the bad guy is inside! 】

[We will guard the outside for you! 】

[We are very good! 】

[Junior Brother Fox, young suzerain, go——! ! 】

Among the puppets, Mo Ziyi and Ye Wuhui chased Zuo Xingzhou's figure to the bottom of the Wuding River and disappeared at the entrance of a tunnel.

"Little brother." Mo Ziyi took Ye Wuhui's hand, and Ye Wuhui held him tightly.

He imitated the tone of the rabbits: "Come on!"

The corners of Ye Wuhui's mouth rose, and his smile was shallow: "Come on."

They looked at each other and smiled, and walked into the tunnel together.

People who are in the dark, once they see the light, will never want to leave again.

And they are each other's light.