Can the tail be tickled?

Ye Wuhui hated himself thoroughly, hated himself who was obsessed with such a cloud and rain.

Hongyu drew a deep red mark on both wrists, and the wound behind her was more than half healed, and the locked spiritual power was slowly recovering.Mo Ziyi was cleaning up the dirt on his body and straightening his clothes.

"Okay." Mo Ziyi smiled at him, the clothes on his shoulders slipped off, revealing a fine and lingering hickey mark, "I'll let you go."

Ye Wuhui stared at him, and finally got up and left without saying anything.

"Little brother." Mo Ziyi called to stop him, "Take me away."

The smile in front of him was the same as before, as bright as the warm sun, but with unruly banter, his fists were tightly clenched, Ye Wuhui gritted his teeth: "...you can do it yourself."

he's gone.The moment he stepped out of Wanhua Terrace, he and Mo Ziyi took different paths in this life, no matter whether it was to protect him or not, no matter whether the ending was the same, in this life, they were destined to never be possible again.

Mo Ziyi lay on the round bed, staring at Ye Wuhui's leaving back.He was looking at his true love, filled with love as deep as the sea, and his smiles were all concentrated in his eyes, shining with tiny rays of light.When Ye Wuhui disappeared from sight, a glaring blush finally couldn't be held back anymore, and flowed down the corner of his mouth.

"It's over." Mo Ziyi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled foolishly, "It's finally coming to an end."

In the year 2632 of the world of self-cultivation, the Demon Subduing Conference.

Almost all the monks came, and outside the Ten Thousand Flowers Terrace, there was a lot of light, and thousands of auras shone brightly.

"Mo Ziyi, slaughtering hundreds of families of the Immortal Sect, encircling and suppressing the imperial city, heinous crimes, unforgivable crimes! Now that your deeds have been exposed, why don't you hurry up and suffer your death!!"

The red robe is draped in vain, and the clothes are flying fiercely. The young man in red is fearless, walking slowly, and finally stands in front of everyone's eyes, with the corners of his mouth curled up, as if this is not life and death, not farewell, just playing a game.

Mo Ziyi took off the Blood Moon Demon Saber, raised it high, and dropped it high.

His eyes were so contemptuous, but also so determined.

Ye Wuhui's heart was filled with fear all of a sudden, at that moment, a voice appeared in his mind, he always felt that if he let the scimitar fall to the ground, he would never see Mo Ziyi again.

He rushed straight to Mo Ziyi, trying to catch the scimitar, but he was too late.

The blood moon demon knife fell to the ground, and the formation was activated in an instant.

In an instant, the whole world erupted with a burst of dazzling red light, and the fire burned. Thousands of flowers withered and withered at this moment, turning into black ash all over the sky, floating in the whole world with billowing thick smoke.

The red flame spread its teeth and danced its claws, devouring the sky and destroying the sun. The scorching fire seemed to want to swallow the whole world. The waves of fire surged and unscrupulously burned everything within sight, air, flowing water, sky, including life.

No one can escape this sea of ​​fire.

The flames dyed the entire sky red, more eye-catching than the red clouds, hotter than the scorching sun.Mo Ziyi stood at the center of the formation, speaking to someone through the flames.

"You lost. All the puppets, all the evil, all the unforgivable will be burned in this fire, leaving nothing behind."

At the same time, raging fires ignited without warning in different places in the world, which could not be extinguished and burned endlessly.

Mo Ziyi smiled, and threw himself at Ye Wuhui recklessly, even though the sword Qingyu pierced his chest, he was always smiling, as if he didn't feel any pain at all.He looked deeply into Ye Wuhui's eyes, put his palm on his cheek, exhausted his last strength, and said to him: "Ye Wuhui, trust me, I only want you to trust me."

"I will live up to the common people in the world, live up to the reincarnation of heaven, live up to the righteous way, and let alone you..."

After burning for an unknown amount of time, the red flame finally went out, and this catastrophe also ended in this thick fire.Mo Ziyi has never been a villain, he has never hurt innocent people, and all the monks who were not infected with the puppet poison were all safe and sound in this fire.

Mo Ziyi traveled all over the world, eradicated the poisonous puppet, and set up formations, just for this day, he used his life to commemorate this monstrous flame that can burn away all sins.

The person in his arms was lifeless, tears poured down uncontrollably, Ye Wuhui hugged him tightly, crying heartbreakingly.

No wonder he always says nothing, bears all the infamy alone, and doesn't tell him anything. It turns out that he planned all of this a long time ago, and he...knows that he will die... .

Ye Wuhui hugged Mo Ziyi across his waist, and took him away from here, away from the thousands of monks who cheered for his death, away from the thousands of flowers he gave him, and away from this troubled place. The world is complicated.

"Ye Wuhui, do you know how good you are?"

"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 suffer another three autumns?

"I would like to give everything I have, plant this invincible flower, and give you this place, the Wanhuatai, and all of me."

"Ye Wuhui, let's pay homage."

"Just smile more, smile more, I will like you more."

"Ye Wuhui, you hurt me..."

.......

Ye Wuhui will never forget that year, during the Lantern Festival and the Lantern Festival, the young man in red was holding blue star flowers in his hands, his eyes were full of careful affection, behind him were the lights of thousands of families, the stars The sea, he smiled slightly at him: "Ye Wuhui, in this life, don't forget me."

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The cinnabar is pouring, the technique is flying, and the spiritual power draws one after another complicated lines on the ground with the cinnabar. Mo Ziyi stands in the center of the formation and drips his own blood——

In an instant, countless rays of light condensed from the formation, connected to the red line on the horizon, and Mo Ziyi and Ye Wuhui turned into dots of starlight, which were instantly transferred.

This is a teleportation array, which travels thousands of miles in an instant.

When the spiritual power of the formation was about to dissipate, Zuo Junqi happened to pass by holding the little black cat, and suddenly felt the soles of her feet go soft, and disappeared into the night together with the last aura of light, leaving only a small palm-sized cat The black cat blinked in bewilderment at the empty air ahead.

Red stripes floated above the ground, and a light mask gathered around, tightly surrounding the farmers' houses deep in the dense forest. Outside the light mask, countless monsters surged, their limbs folded strangely and roared eeriely, and their claws waved , hitting the light curtain again and again with extremely powerful force.

A certain corner was torn into a crack, and the monsters gathered together, attacking the originally small crack.

"Zi la—" The light curtain couldn't hold on any longer, and all of them shattered.

Mo Tianming was fighting with the monster that broke through the formation.

No one ever imagined that a farmer with an unattractive appearance could burst out with such majestic and majestic spiritual power, such as mighty mountains and rivers, nine-day long song, and fierce blades of fire that shattered the sky.

However, the monster is immortal, seemingly never tired, falling in the fire and rising again in nothingness.At the same time, the formation on the other side was also broken, and more monsters rushed up, waving their sharp claws and rushing towards them with a fierce wind.

Seeing that there was no way to dodge, a red figure suddenly appeared, with red whips burning, wrapped in extreme red flames, wrapped around the monster's neck, pulled him back, and fell to the ground.

Mo Ziyi guarded Mo Tianming's back, and said to him, "You can't be hurt by these things, and you can't be stained with their blood!"

The monster didn't die, the silver shark flew, and Qingyu penetrated the monster's chest, nailing it firmly to the ground.

"Ahhhhh, what is this? It's so disgusting!!!" Zuo Junqi was innocent, just passing by, and was suddenly teleported here. Before she could react, she saw such a terrifying thing attacking her. Come.Although her spiritual power was sealed, but fortunately her skills were still there, she quickly picked up a long stick from the ground and swung the puppet in front of her.

Mo Ziyi was shocked: "Why are you here?"

"How do I know, I still want to ask you! I was sucked away suddenly, and I came here suddenly!"

While speaking, the formation gradually became weaker and weaker, and more and more monsters broke through the formation. Mo Ziyi jumped up, and with the heads of many puppets, he moved to the center of the formation. space.

"Resist for a while, and I will repair this defensive formation! Don't get hurt, and don't touch their blood!!"

The formation drawn by cinnabar is not as pure and stable as blood. Mo Ziyi directly cut his wrist and led his own blood to repair the broken formation.

A sharp claw roared towards him and was cut off by Qing Yu. Ye Wuhui stood in front of him, protecting him from all incoming attacks.

Not long after, the formation was repaired, the light curtain rose again, and the monsters were driven out of the light curtain. For a while, they roared and tore apart, unable to enter again.

Mo Ziyi breathed a sigh of relief, but Zuo Junqi rushed over aggressively: "What's going on?"

Ye Wuhui took a step ahead of her, stood in front of Mo Ziyi, took out a clean silk ribbon from the turbidity, and gently tied up the wound on his wrist.

Mo Ziyi said: "Sorry, I drew a teleportation array in a hurry, the fastest speed, but the disadvantage is that it is easy to take away people nearby."

Zuo Junqi glared at him.

Mo Tianming walked over and cupped his hands at the three of them: "Thank you three friends for your help." He looked at the red feather on Mo Ziyi's waist, "This is...?"

"Hmm..." Mo Ziyi smiled, "I'm sorry for keeping it from you, where are your mother... madam and sister Youer?"

"Inside the house." Mo Tianming made an inviting gesture.

Zuo Junqi also wanted to follow in, the monsters outside were really scary, Ye Wuhui stopped her with his eyes and stopped her from the door.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw the flames in the room, Jiang Xiaohan and Mo Youer were guarding beside the copper stove, their spiritual energy poured out along the mouth of the stove.

Is it really because of this...

Mo Ziyi looked at the copper furnace, slightly lost in thought.

In the copper furnace, it is the divine weapon that has not been fully practiced, which can completely destroy the magical weapon of the puppet.

The blood moon demon knife destroys everything.

The scimitar form is about to be formed, and the spiritual power leaks out.Such an outpouring of spiritual power has attracted the attention of the puppet and the people behind the scenes, the only artifact in this world that can take their lives, the only artifact that can destroy their conspiracy.Not only to destroy, but also to destroy those who can refine it——

Mo Tianming, the supreme refiner, is the only person in this world who can refine the Blood Moon Demon Sword.

Mo Youer's eyes were sharp, and he noticed Hongyu immediately, leaned close to Mo Ziyi, looked left and right, and asked in surprise: "Are you that little fox?"

"I..." Mo Ziyi lowered his head, "I'm sorry."

Jiang Xiaohan said with a smile: "Good boy, there is nothing to be sorry for. It is not easy for monsters to survive in this world. Not to mention it is right. Today is thanks to you."

At this moment, the copper furnace suddenly shook violently, and the powerful fluctuations of spiritual power shook the air, rolling up transparent ripples around it.

The scimitar came out of the furnace, hovering in the mid-air, and the huge spiritual power hit overwhelmingly. Mo Youer and Jiang Xiaohan were stunned. Even Mo Ziyi couldn't bear it all at once, so he could only rely on He barely supported his body against the wall.

The Blood Moon Demon Knife turned around in the air and fell slowly. The blade touched Mo Ziyi's cheek lightly, and then lay quietly in his hand.

Although the Blood Moon Demon Saber at this time has not been fully refined and has no spiritual wisdom, it is already a divine weapon capable of swallowing the sky and destroying the sun.

In this life, the time to come into contact with the Blood Moon Demon Saber was too early. Mo Ziyi's current cultivation base is not enough to use this half-refined artifact. The suction invaded, and the spiritual power of the whole body dissipated instantly.

At this time, Zuo Junqi shouted in panic from outside the house: "Mo Ziyi, bastard, come out quickly! Your formation is broken again!"

Mo Tianming laughed: "You little fox, you really have a destiny with me! Hahaha!" After finishing speaking, he stroked Mo Ziyi's back with one hand, and poured his whole body's spiritual power into it until the inner mansion was empty, and he lost his strength. Sitting next to his wife and daughter, "Go quickly, our family and your partner are all up to you!"

Mo Tianming's spiritual power poured into his body and received enough spiritual nourishment. The Blood Moon Demon Saber seemed to be alive, and a faint blush appeared on the blade.

Mo Ziyi glanced at his parents, her sister, and stepped out of the room.

At that moment, the red flame rose suddenly, like the scorching sun of nine days, scorching and burning, causing the air to set off terrifying ripples one after another, and the scorching high temperature gradually distorted the entire space.

The golden formation protected Ye Wuhui, Zuo Junqi, and this small room.

Wherever the red flame went, even the sound was drowned out. The roar of the monster, the sound of the wind, and the sound of the blade piercing the air were all swallowed up by the flames, leaving only the crisp burning sound.

The flames were fierce, and blindfolded, all I could see was a black shadow moving quickly through the red light, the machete pierced through the heart, the puppet opened its mouth wide, bent its body backwards, and shrunk rapidly, turning into a normal person. Fall down in a raging fire and never get up again.

There was silence all around.

After an unknown amount of time, a thunderbolt streaked across the sky, and the thunder suddenly rose, and the entire sky was split by the lightning and merged with the red flames, turning the sky and the earth into blue-purple.

Mo Ziyi stood on top of a mountain of corpses, panting heavily, his body was stained with blood, and big blood flowers bloomed on the red clothes.In his hand, the Blood Moon Demon Knife shone with a strange red light, as if at this moment, it really became a round of blood crescent moon, shining brightly in the night.

"Tick-tock-"

The rain fell from the sky and fell into rain, washing away the blood.

With a wave of his sleeves, Mo Ziyi once again lit up a red glow before his eyes. He took off his robe and threw it into the flames. Along with the puppet, with the blood, and with the nightmare that accompanied his whole life, he shot up into the sky together. In the flames, it turned into black ash all over the sky.

Mo Ziyi retreated to the side, watching the flames dancing, watching the red flame tearing through the night.

Ye Wuhui walked to his side, stood side by side with him, didn't say anything, didn't ask anything, just quietly accompanied him like this.

Mo Ziyi turned his head and looked at Ye Wuhui, his face was illuminated by red flames, like an orange sun blooming.

At that moment, there are thousands of trees and pear blossoms in full bloom.

A burst of exhaustion and dizziness exploded all over his body. Mo Ziyi couldn't support himself anymore, and his body fell straight forward.But he is not afraid that he will be hurt by the fall, because everything is different in this life.

His family survived, his loved ones stood by his side; no one misunderstood him, no one hated him anymore!

Mo Ziyi smiled, unruly, and relieved.

Like, owning the whole world.