Can the tail be tickled?

"What was written on these papers?" Zuo Junqi poked his head curiously, "Why do you show such an expression?"

"Mi—?" The little black cat waved its paw in the same doubt.

Only then did Mo Ziyi realize that the corners of his eyes were wet.

He quickly adjusted his expression, and admitted generously: "When you find out that you liked someone in your last life but you were not together all your life, and you also liked you at that time, you will also cry with joy."

Anyway, the rumors that he and Ye Wuhui were resentful couples in the previous life have spread all over the cultivation world. Mo Ziyi simply admits that no one around him believes in such things in the past and present, and they can still be jealous of the potential Zuo Junqi. Rival.

"Oh." Zuo Junqi didn't react much, obviously thinking that this was Mo Ziyi's nonsense, she just retracted her head, petted the little black cat, thoughtfully.

After a while, Zuo Junqi suddenly asked: "So why did this gilt box appear here?"

"Mi?" The little black cat expressed doubts again.

That's the point.

Why do things from the previous life appear here?

Mo Ziyi stared at the stone wall that had been shining brightly just now, mobilized his spiritual power with his fingertips, and stroked the uneven pattern carefully.

There is no trace of abnormality.

It's the same just now, only I have the feeling as if I have traveled through time and space, but Yang Xinghe and Zuo Junqi seem to have discovered nothing.

He thought for a while, then took out the gold-plated box, and stuck it on the stone wall with his spiritual power.

I don't know what mechanism I touched, but the lines on the wall suddenly started to flicker again, extending all the way.The lines stretched backwards in the direction they came from, eventually pointing to the mural.

Little by little, the two murals that had been destroyed showed their original appearance again.

Above the sky, a fire phoenix hovered, and the hellfire was soaring into the sky. The phoenix was bathed in such red flames.

Then, the mountains and the seas were flat, the rivers flowed backwards, everything in the world began to recede non-stop, the fire in the sky disappeared, the flints scattered, and everything returned to calm.

Further down, there is the last mural, with no content, only this sentence, and a formation diagram that has never been seen before——

The method of Shi Fu Xun, born in the fire, makes the world turn upside down, the rivers and seas flow backwards, and everything returns to the beginning.

The content on the mural corresponds to this sentence.

A catastrophe fell from the sky, and the world was in flames. The ancient capable man set up a retrospective formation, which turned the world upside down, the river and the sea, and Nirvana in the fire of heaven, allowing time to go back.

After reading these murals, the red light faded, and the murals disappeared again, and they were classified as a dilapidated stone wall.

Mo Ziyi suddenly realized.

This entire tunnel is a huge formation, a formation that can go back in time.

Just want to come, this formation can only be used once, after use, the formation will be scrapped, so this place is so dilapidated that it seems strange that the energy has been drained by teleportation.

Just now, Mo Ziyi unintentionally triggered some remaining energy in the formation, and temporarily retrace the appearance of the mural before it was destroyed, only to see the whole picture of the mural clearly.

Mo Ziyi vaguely had such a guess——

The rebirth of him and Ye Wuhui was not without reason. He just followed the activation of this retrospective formation, like this gold-plated box, and his soul time went back to the past together, but by chance, he entered the The body of this nine-tailed fox.

Zuo Junqi really didn't understand, Mo Ziyi became abnormal after seeing the gold-plated box, suddenly ran back the same way, and now stood in front of a blank wall in a daze.

However, before she could ask a question, a "creaking" sound suddenly came from behind her.

It seems that countless sharp claws scratched the stone wall, reflecting back and forth in the entire tunnel, bringing teeth-stinging, ear-piercing noises.

The dim candlelight cast out a large hideous and strange shadow——

It's a puppet.

A large group of puppets.

This tunnel used to be the backtracking formation, but now it is the place where Zuo Xingzhou raised his puppets! !

Without giving them any time to escape, just as the shadows appeared, the puppets flashed in front of them, their sharp blades piercing the air and rushing towards them.

"Back off!" Mo Ziyi raised his eyes slightly, held the Blood Moon Demon Knife, and burst out fiery red spiritual power like a swimming dragon. The fire dragon collided heavily with the menacing puppets , and finally ignited a raging flame, trapping the puppets in it.

Zuo Junqi stuffed the little black cat into her bosom, flipped her palms, a spear sprang up, and the Nine Phoenix Red Cloud Spear whizzed past, overturning one after another puppets who wanted to get close to her.

The long hair was scattered during the movements, and the black gold armor was heroic: "What are you retreating, I have spiritual power by my side now, and I am not afraid of them!"

The tunnel was not very big, but puppets suddenly appeared in all directions. Mo Ziyi and Zuo Junqi were surrounded by these puppets, unable to advance or retreat.I can only resist with one shot.

The Blood Moon Demon Knife pierced through the heart and was pulled out again, splashing blood all over the place.

The sound of sharp claws, whistling, low growl, the sound of ice blades colliding, and the sound of flesh being pierced, it was extremely noisy, mixed in the entire tunnel, echoing back and forth, and seemed like unavoidable sound waves The attack, straight to the eardrum, hit the brain.

A puppet circled around behind Zuo Junqi silently. This puppet was obviously a strong man before he was alive. His sharp claws waved a mysterious trajectory. The speed was so fast that it seemed to drag out a long phantom. Jun Qi was held back by a few puppets in front of her, and Mo Ziyi had to face too many powerful enemies and had no time to clone herself. This sneak attacking puppet came directly behind Zuo Junqi without hindrance, and when she found out, it was already It is impossible to avoid it.

The sharp claws enlarged rapidly in the pupils, and at this moment, the little black cat in his arms moved.

He let out a fierce and angry roar, not like the usual soft and cute baby talk, but the roar of a leopard.The little black cat jumped out of Zuo Junqi's arms and turned into a black panther. In the darkness, the brown pupils shone coldly.

The black panther was as fast as lightning, dodging in front of Zuo Junqi, and blocked the puppet's ferocious attack for Zuo Junqi.

Then, a ray of light covered his body, and in Zuo Junqi's surprised eyes, the black panther turned into a handsome boy.

Yang Xinghe actually appeared in this light, his figure flickered and his spiritual power surged, shielding Zuo Junqi from all dangers behind him.

"Princess, don't be afraid, I'm behind you."

It was as if the land that had been dry for a long time was bathed in rain again, and a small seed broke through the ground in this rain.

"You liar!" Zuo Junqi yelled angrily, but she was smiling, and even the spear in her hand had such a joyful atmosphere when she waved it.

Mo Ziyi was knocking down the puppet in front of him, looking back, he still rolled his eyes at Yang Xinghe: "Finally willing to come out? Smelly leopard!"

With spiritual power as a sharp blade, Yang Xinghe tightly strangled the puppet's throat: "You kicked me out just now, and I haven't said anything yet!"

After resisting for a while again, Mo Ziyi suddenly turned around, frowning slightly, with a serious expression.Hong Yu flew out from her waist, binding Zuo Junqi and Yang Xinghe together.

"Someone is coming, you go first."

He actually drew a teleportation formation in the confrontation with the puppet just now!

Hongyu dragged Zuo Junqi and Yang Xinghe away involuntarily, and dragged them into the formation. The teleportation formation was activated instantly, the red glow flickered, and the two disappeared into the tunnel in an instant.

The tunnel was clearly noisy, but at this moment, there was a burst of very clear footsteps.

"Da da, da da—"

The rest of the puppets stopped moving, making way for the comers.

Zuo Xingzhou put his hands behind his back and approached slowly.

"Mo, Zi, Yi." A gloomy look flashed across his eyes, staring at the red-clothed boy in front of him, he paused every word, gritted his teeth, and called out his name.

"Emperor?" Mo Ziyi raised his eyebrows, "Do you still want me to call you the person behind the scenes, puppet?"

He put away the Blood Moon Demon Knife, put his fingers on the stone wall, stroked the lines, raised his eyes fearlessly and looked at Zuo Xingzhou: "The backtracking formation has consumed a lot of your spiritual power, how does it feel to practice again? "

Zuo Xingzhou stood with his hands behind his back: "You have already blocked me for the first life, why, you still want to fight against me for the second life?"

"You can't blame me, who made you fail? Emperor, although you have obtained the ancient magic circle, it is not complete, otherwise, how could you not only bring back your own memory, but also bring back my soul? Is there such a thing from the previous life?" Mo Ziyi took out the gold-plated box, rubbed it lightly, and put it away again.

Mo Ziyi knew that he would never be able to escape Zuo Xingzhou's grasp at this meeting, and it didn't matter, the corner of his mouth raised a curve: "I also want to thank you, emperor, let me see the young master again, and let me see you again." In this life, you have lost a complete defeat."

Zuo Xingzhou sighed, "It's true that I was unlucky, but you took the initiative to send it to your door, so how can you talk about good luck?"

He turned around, waved his sleeves, and said to the puppets, "Come on, kids, don't hurt him."

Hearing the order, the puppets roared and flew towards Mo Ziyi, roaring like a huge wave, submerging Mo Ziyi in it.

"Put him in the eighteenth execution room, don't kill him, and take a breath."

......

In the middle of the night, Ye Wuhui returned, and got some news today, just like what Zuo Junqi said at the beginning, some puppets do have the shadow of the royal family on their bodies.

Moreover, in the matter of the puppet, the royal family kept silent, did not say much, and did not participate much. It was such a taciturn avoidance, but it seemed suspicious everywhere.

Ye Wuhui was about to tell Mo Ziyi not to enter the imperial city, and not to get involved with the royal family, but when he returned to his residence, it was empty and there was no one there.Even Yang Xinghe didn't know where he went.

He only saw Mo Ziyi's note——

Little brother, the princess is in distress, I will be back soon, love you.

At the same time, a piece of news from the imperial city reached him.

Someone trespassed on the imperial city, but he has been captured and sent to the Eighteenth Chamber of Execution.

Ye Wuhui pursed his lips tightly, clutching the note tightly in his palm, Qing Yu unsheathed, and an ice-blue aura pierced the dark night sky instantly.