Can the tail be tickled?

tick tock, tick tock—

Water droplets drip from the top gap, flowing down the ancient patterns, winding in the quiet tunnel, the sound of dripping echoes layer by layer, hollow and strange.

The tunnel is located under the Wuding River. When entering here, it was too dark to see the whole tunnel, but at this moment, the whole tunnel is lit by the ever-burning lamp, as if it were daytime.

Only then did Mo Ziyi see clearly that the top of the tunnel was also a painting.

It was a long scroll——

The world was barren, with blood and corpses everywhere, as if the whole world had passed through chaos.This picture is really weird, as if it was splashed with real blood, and there is a lot of blood.

Mo Ziyi withdrew his eyes, leaned against Ye Wuhui, and said, "This tunnel is a huge formation, the backtracking formation."

"Backtracking...?"

"Yes." Mo Ziyi nodded, and told Ye Wuhui what he had learned earlier, "In his previous life, Zuo Xingzhou's plan was thwarted, so when the plan was shattered, he started this backtracking formation."

"It's just that this formation is not perfect, so he brought us back together, and this small box." He proudly took out the gold-plated box, waved it in front of Ye Wuhui's eyes, and after he reached out to catch it, At that time, he stuffed it into his arms again.

Like a cub hunting for the first time, it happily holds its prey in its mouth.This kind of behavior is extremely naive, but Ye Wuhui liked it no matter what he saw, and could not help holding Mo Ziyi's hand even tighter: "Fortunately."

The sound of footsteps echoed in the tunnel, Mo Ziyi's eyes curved into beautiful arcs, and he responded tightly to Ye Wuhui: "Yes, fortunately."

Last time, when he came here, he was caught by Zuo Xingzhou and a group of puppets before halfway through the journey, but this time, no one or anything stopped them, obviously Zuo Xingzhou Deliberately put them in, all the way smoothly, and soon reached the end of the tunnel.

None of them thought that at the end of the tunnel, there would be a snow-white palace made of white jade.

The gate is also made of white jade, carved with complex and exquisite phoenix patterns, one left and one right, two lifelike white feathered phoenixes, hovering above the white jade gate.Wisps of mist leaked from the crack of the door, carrying a biting cold temperature.

It was obvious that they had been waiting for a long time. As soon as Mo Ziyi and Ye Wuhui approached, the Baiyu Gate opened automatically, and the cold air rushed towards them.

It feels like stepping into another time and space, and stepping into an ice cellar made of thousands of years of ice. The cold wind invades the flesh. Ye Wuhui himself is a practitioner of ice spells, so there is no serious problem However, the surface of Mo Ziyi's skin was instantly covered with a layer of frost.

In the middle of the main hall, there is a white jade coffin.The shocking cold air came out of the coffin.

In the cold mist, there was a woman on her pillow, with red lips and bright teeth, and icy muscles and bones. If it wasn't for her breasts not rising and falling, it would only make people think that she was just sleeping peacefully.

Zuo Xingzhou sat beside the coffin, staring at the woman in the white jade coffin motionlessly, with affection flowing in his eyes.

The footsteps got closer and closer, Zuo Xingzhou gently kissed the woman's lips, stood up, and smiled politely at Ye Wuhui and Mo Ziyi.

This kind of smile is not as fierce as the one I saw a few days ago, and even the tone is very flat, as if it is just to an old friend whom I haven't seen for a long time: "You are here."

With Zuo Xingzhou's appearance, it is naturally impossible to have good intentions.

Ye Wuhui turned sideways, blocking Mo Ziyi behind him, Qing Yu unsheathed, and stood in front of him, the ice-blue spiritual power covered the sword in an instant.

Zuo Xingzhou ignored his defensive actions, and continued following his own words.He stroked the woman's face with his fingers, and peeled off a strand of hair scattered on her cheek: "This is my wife, she is really beautiful, isn't she?"

"When I lost my mind, she suddenly appeared, like a fairy, accompanying me who had nothing. But when I owned the whole world and became the emperor, she fell ill."

"I don't know why she got sick, so I searched all over the world and visited the world, but no one can save her. They all said, give up, it can't be cured."

"I don't want to. I won the world with her, and I have such a lovely daughter, how can I give up?"

"But in the end, she died, in my arms."

"Do you know why she is sick?"

Zuo Xingzhou didn't wait for them to answer: "She's a puppet, the only one with self-awareness. She can't have intercourse with humans, and can't have children with humans, but I didn't know anything about it at the time."

"I thought I was doing my best to love her, love her, and protect her, but it was I who killed her with my own hands."

"So I thought, if I'm also a puppet, it would be fine."

"Later, I did become a puppet, but she is gone, what else can I do? I can't do anything!"

Zuo Xingzhou looked away from the white jade coffin: "I can only turn the whole world into a puppet, or send her a grand funeral and let the whole world be buried with her."

His words were full of affection, but they were colder than the cold air here. Mo Ziyi couldn't listen anymore, and interrupted him with a frown: "Are you sick?"

Zuo Xingzhou said: "Yeah, I'm sick. After she died, I became sick, and I can't tell."

Mo Ziyi asked angrily: "For you alone, the whole world must be buried with you! Have you ever thought about what the princess will do if you do this!"

Zuo Xingzhou shrugged: "If everyone becomes puppets, Zuo'er will still be a princess. If the world is destroyed, Zuo'er can go with me to meet her mother, isn't it good?"

Clenching his fists tightly, Mo Ziyi couldn't bear it anymore: "I really feel disgusted for the princess to have a father like you!"

Qing Yu flashed his sword light, and Ye Wuhui couldn't stand Zuo Xingzhou's thoughts anymore: "Why did you bring us here?"

Zuo Xingzhou said: "Of course I will give you a chance."

"The entire tunnel, the entire formation was left to me by her. Since you can come back together, it is fate."

"I will give you a chance - if you stop here and stop obstructing me, I will spare your life, how about it?"

Ye Wuhui said in a deep voice, "Dream."

"Hehe." Zuo Xingzhou sneered, "It's still these two words, young master, you really look alike."

"Have you not seen the situation clearly? Now that it is like this, there are only two possibilities for the ending!"

"The energy of the puppets is endless. Sooner or later, the monks you brought will be unable to withstand it. The group of people outside will all become my puppets. At that time, it will not only be the cultivation world that has fallen. Two..."

Zuo Xingzhou gently caressed the eaves of the white jade coffin, his spiritual power gathered, and outside the palace, the dense lines flashed red instantly, and endless pressure descended from the sky: "They may win my puppets, then I, It will activate this formation and destroy the entire world."

He looked at Mo Ziyi, his face gradually becoming ferocious: "You didn't see it, you can actually use this formation twice, the first time, to go back in time, and the second time, to destroy the world."

"Mourning, heart, illness, madness." Mo Ziyi took a step forward, standing side by side with Ye Wuhui, holding the Blood Moon Demon Knife, the corners of his mouth curled up in disdain, "Can't you see, there is clearly a third kind Possibly, we will end your life again and stop all your fantasies."

"It's up to you?" Zuo Xingzhou carefully closed the white jade coffin lid, loosened his muscles and bones on the left and right, and only heard a harsh "creaking" sound, his body suddenly changed, his bones turned outwards, his limbs The strange extension, one moment he was still a majestic king, but the next second he turned into a horrified monster.

The monster's eyeballs rolled around, and finally fixed on the Blood Moon Demon Saber in Mo Ziyi's hand.

"What can you do? If you don't have the Blood Moon Demon Sword, what are you?"

Black mist spurted out from the sharp claws, and the Blood Moon Demon Knife was instantly sucked into the black mist, and was swallowed together with Ah Yin's voice. With a "click", the blade was broken into two halves.

There was a sneer on Zuo Xingzhou's face, without the threat of the Blood Moon Demon Saber, he no longer feared, piercing the air with his sharp claws, and ruthlessly attacked the two in front of him.

Mo Ziyi and Ye Wuhui hurriedly retreated.

Only the slight sound of ice cracking resounded in the entire white jade palace, and Ye Wuhui froze the entire palace with a flip of his hands, fine shards of ice fell from the sky, and then formed ice cones, surging spiritual power, Attack Zuo Xingzhou directly.

The ice pick tore through the space, and wherever it went, even the air was condensed and turned into heavy particles.

The cold air entered the body and froze the bone marrow, Zuo Xingzhou slowed down a bit, his left arm was hit, Mo Ziyi saw the timing, and immediately waved the red feather, flames erupted from the body, fused with the ice.

These two attributes are clearly mutually exclusive, but at this moment they work together perfectly.

Ice and red flames continuously spread out from the void, like a turbulent sea, flapping high, jumping and churning, like a ferocious giant beast, opening its bloody mouth, about to swallow Zuo Xingzhou into it .

The left arm was attacked again, the cold air was frozen, the fire was burning, and the left arm instantly turned into scorched black bones.

Zuo Xingzhou sneered, and tore off his left arm. A new arm regenerated from the blurred flesh.

He put his hands across the front, using his elbows as a shield, and large groups of black mist gushed out from his body, instantly spreading throughout the White Jade Palace as if withered, lifeless, the black mist charged towards the ice with bloody aura Red inflammation.

"Why?" The figure of Zuo Xingzhou appeared in front of Mo Ziyi in an instant like a ghost, and grabbed his neck forcefully, "I clearly gave you a chance, why didn't you cherish it?"

He lifted Mo Ziyi high, and exerted more force between his five fingers. The sharp claws pressed against his skin. With a little more force, they could be easily scratched. Zuo Xingzhou obviously used his real strength. With a sound, the blood-red pinch mark was extremely obvious.

"I said, don't stop me, I can keep you alive!"

Zuo Xingzhou roared, smashed Mo Ziyi down, and stepped heavily on his chest.

The chest was squeezed, and Mo Ziyi coughed dryly twice, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Let go of Ziyi!!" Ye Wuhui's eyes were filled with anger, and the cold air shot out from the cold mist, piercing Zuo Xingzhou's flesh and blood with tremendous force.

But he was ignorant, and the movement of spiritual power directly drove such sharp ice out of his body. He turned around, and the black mist attacked Ye Wuhui, like countless dense will-o'-the-wisps, engulfing Ye Wuhui Among them, you can't escape.

Zuo Xingzhou tortured Mo Ziyi recklessly, stomping him down again and again, laughing horribly and ferociously.

"Hahahahaha, I said it!! I said it!!"

"You who don't have the Blood Moon Demon Sword! You are nothing!"

"I can't be killed, I can't be killed!! Hahahahaha!!"

Under the control of Zuo Xingzhou, the black mist threw Ye Wuhui to the ground.

There was a sweet smell in the throat.

Ye Wuhui swallowed the blood in his throat and poured all his spiritual energy into the soles of his feet.

I saw his toes lightly tap the void, and the whole person rushed out, his figure was like a silver lightning, and flashed to Zuo Xingzhou's side in an instant, Qing Yu unsheathed again, in the ice blue aura, there was a touch of helplessness hidden. Notice the red glow.

Zuo Xingzhou was not afraid of him, the black mist surged——

Ye Wuhui narrowly dodges, the sword light flickering.

"It's useless!!" Zuo Xinghe roared, and the black mist struck again. This time, Ye Wuhui didn't hide, and endured the blow completely, the blood in his throat couldn't hold back anymore.

At the same time, with a sound of "chi", the sharp blade pierced through the flesh, and Qing Yu accurately penetrated Zuo Xingzhou's heart.

Zuo Xingzhou held Qing Yu and wanted to pull it out of his body, but at this moment, his eyes suddenly widened, and a strange feeling spread along the wound to every corner of his body.

Above Qing Yu, the red glow gradually became stronger, even overwhelming the ice-blue spiritual power, Qing Yu's appearance was also changing bit by bit, the blade of the sword gradually became curved, Qing Yu was exuberant In the red glow, it turned into the appearance of the Blood Moon Demon Sword.

Taking this opportunity, Mo Ziyi turned over, supported Ye Wuhui, and wiped away the blood on his lips.

They supported each other to stand up, walked in front of Zuo Xingzhou, pulled out the Blood Moon Demon Knife, blood spattered, Mo Ziyi smiled and said: "You are right, without the Blood Moon Demon Knife, we are nothing."

"So, I hid him."

The blood dripped down the wound, and finally turned into streaks of black mist, entangled with the white qi in the White Jade Hall, rose gradually, and finally dissipated in the tunnel.