The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

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The sharp tip of the sword cut through the neck, barely stopping on the flesh and blood. If he moved any further, the corpse would be separated.

Bright red blood stains slowly emerged, and it was difficult to see even a drop of blood.

It looks extremely dazzling on the snow-white skin.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" The man holding the sword asked calmly.

Mo Jiu knelt down on the ground and remained motionless in this position. He just raised his head high, straightened his slender neck, and stared at her calmly.

This is why Luo Xian is willing to give him a chance to speak.

Such a look on the face of a dying man is really unspeakably inconsistent.

"We..." Mo Jiu said, her neck sliding up and down slightly, and a new blood mark was drawn, "...aren't we friends?"

Luo Xiandao: "We are friends, but you can't touch my bottom line. The biggest mistake you made was hurting him."

Therefore, that man is her bottom line.

And their so-called friendship was only exchanged for swords, and the 'mercy' that made him say the last few words at this moment.

"Okay, I understand." Mo Jiu responded, then closed her eyes, waiting for the judgment to come.

Luo Xian frowned. All of Mo Jiu's reactions were beyond her expectations. He had neither the panic nor the thought of excuse after his vicious behavior was exposed. The most important thing is that he had no fear of death.

It was as if he only wanted an answer from her, no matter whether the answer was what he wanted or not, he had settled a worry.

Luo Xian suddenly hesitated at this moment, feeling inexplicably unable to make a move, but when she thought of that face that was extremely pale due to excessive blood loss, her inner wavering was immediately dispelled.

Her eyes turned cold, and she thrust her sword forward!

...

Mo Jiu woke up suddenly, with a trace of lingering fear in his slightly widened eyes.

He raised his hand and touched his neck, and in a blink of an eye he caught a glimpse of the sunlight coming in from the vermilion window, and his eyes gradually relaxed.

It's a dream.

Mo Jiu stood up with his left hand on the bed, and touched his forehead with his right hand, which was covered with cold sweat.

He was about to get out of bed and clean himself when a voice suddenly rang in his mind.

"Are you awake? Then hurry up and carry out the mission."

It's an electronic sound without any emotion.

Mo Jiu's expression did not change at all, as if he had been used to it: "Yes, I will go. But I just had a nightmare, can you let me rest for a while?"

His voice was pleasant, ethereal with a little softness, and a hint of hoarseness as if he had just woken up. It was a tone of discussion.

"Rest? I've given you three days to rest. You should have digested the eighteen years of memory. Now let me carry out the task." The system said without any doubt.

"But..." Mo Jiu frowned slightly, looking embarrassed, as if he was hesitant to speak.

The system's tone instantly cooled down: "But what?"

"No." Mo Jiu quickly shook her head, "I'll go right away."

"I'll send you the task." The system was satisfied.

Who says the system has to assist the host in completing tasks?

As long as you make good use of the punishment mechanism, you can easily control these hosts.

It has become very skilled at this.

Mo Jiu is the most disobedient of all the hosts it has bound to.

In the first few worlds, I was quite honest and carried out my tasks conscientiously.

But starting from the sixth world, he gradually became unruly. Although he was completing the mission well, he tried to practice, stand at the top of that world, or become friends with the main characters to escape the death of his destined destiny.

, and also want to unbind it.

Even in the end, he didn't even complete the task.

How can this be done?

The system smiled, and Mo Jiu's painful screams and humble pleas from that time seemed to ring in his ears again.

'I'm sorry...I was wrong...I will never dare to do it again...'

Look, haven’t you become obedient and well-behaved again now?

Mo Jiu ignored the sarcastic laughter in his mind and looked at the blue projection full of technology that appeared out of thin air.

[Vicious Villain Playing System]

[Played by: Mo Jiu]

[Character: Lin Mojiu]

[Task: 1. Humiliate Xiao Muxue in public.

Second, take Leafpool to the restricted area of ​​the mountain range.

Three, wake up the mountain-shaking beast.

...]

There are two rows of slightly dim fonts at the bottom.

【Across the World (Completed):12(8)】

[Task points: 8 points.]

This system bar is very sketchy, with only a few lines of brief tasks. In addition, there is no information about the character's personality, interpersonal relationships, etc. that need to be played.

Because all of this has been stored in Mo Jiu's mind, when he traveled to this world three days ago, he received all the memories of the original owner, and three days were dedicated to him to digest this memory.

The system asked: "Is it clear?"

"Clear."

"Then go quickly, why are you wasting time?" the system urged, with a somewhat dissatisfied tone.

It is true that Mo Jiu's last world was completed beautifully, almost achieving all the goals in the shortest time, promoting the development of the plot, promoting the relationship between the male and female protagonists, and vividly showing the face of a vicious cannon fodder villain.

But for such a high-quality performance, he didn't get much reward, only a single 'task point'. Then the system's standards for him were raised again, and together with the 'memory digestion period', it all started from the first month.

Gradually it was reduced to five days in the previous world, and finally three days in this world.

The system is eroding Mo Jiu's bottom line step by step, exploiting his flesh and blood, and squeezing his soul.

And faced with such unfair treatment...

"Okay." Mo Jiu nodded and responded softly.

Extremely obedient.

Mo Jiu got up and got out of bed, and walked slowly to a mirror with many jewels inlaid on the frame. For the first time since traveling to this world, she looked at the appearance of this body.

The person in the mirror is wearing a black robe, with the skirt half open, revealing delicate collarbones and moon-like skin. His long fiery red hair is spread behind him, and he looks a little messy. His face is hard to describe whether he is handsome or beautiful, but

A kind of magnificence that makes people feel astonished when they first see it.

Mo Jiu smiled softly, and the corners of the young man's lips in the mirror were slightly raised, creating a passionate arc. His red hair was like fire, and it was unspeakable.

He is a man who kills both men and women.

But here, his final fate is death.

"Looking so carefully? I remember that I found you in another 'Three Thousand Worlds'. You were a man there, and the men in that world are equivalent to the women here. Women in this world will not face each other like men.

You can't stop looking at the mirror." The system laughed, "Is it possible that you have traveled through more than a dozen worlds and been completely assimilated?"

Mo Jiu's smile faded, she lowered her head and remained silent without saying a word.

"Okay, don't keep grinding for me, go quickly."

Mo Jiu's body suddenly trembled slightly, and his face became extremely pale.

"This is a warning for you to wait for a long time. If you continue to stand here, you will not be just shocked by a 'Level 1' electric shock." The system said casually, as if the electric shock was not a real person, but a painless stick.

wood.

It felt that such a small punishment should be enough to make Mo Jiu wake up and be honest for a long time.

It did not trigger a higher level of electric shock. This was not because it was soft on Mo Jiu, but because it would cause too much damage to him and would delay the progress of the mission.

However, unexpectedly, Mo Jiu did not respond to it as fearfully as before, and then quickly completed the task, but stood quietly on the spot without moving at all.

"Hello? Hello!" The system called a few times, then sneered, "Very good, you asked for this!"

Bang.

The next moment, Mo Jiu's right hand hit the mirror table hard, making a loud noise, because this was the only way to ensure that he would not fall to the ground.

His thumbs tightly clasped the edge of the mirror, his four slender fingers stretched straight, and the delicate phalanges seemed to burst through the skin on the back of his hands.

The system read without emotion: "Level two, level three..."

It was waiting for Mo Jiu to admit his mistake, just like the painful plea at that time.

No sound was heard.

He didn't admit his mistake.

The system smiled coldly: "Okay, very good."

It likes to erase the meaningless backbone of these hosts.

"Level four, level five..."

Mo Jiu suddenly raised his left hand to cover his eyebrows. Several light blue blood vessels bulged in his fair hand, beating up and down at a frightening speed, as if they would burst at any time.

"Level six, level seven..." The system doesn't care whether Mo Jiu's body can withstand this level of electric shock. Anyway, this is a mental attack and will not cause any harm to this body. It will only damage his soul.

.

Since he dares to provoke it, he must be prepared to be severely punished.

And he still hasn't asked for mercy, which shows that he is far from reaching the limit.

"Ah...ah..." Mo Jiu raised her snow-white neck, moaning in pain like a dying person, her lips opened wide, her eyes turned white, and her whole face

His face was already covered with beads of sweat, and the soft black nightgown behind his back revealed a large wet stain.

It was like ten silver needles piercing the gap between fingertips and nails.

The system sneered and adjusted the electric shock level to the penultimate level: "Level..."

"Spare...spare me..."

Finally, Mo Jiu's intermittent words rang in his mind, hoarse as he had endured severe pain, and containing extremely strong regret.

"You know you're wrong?" The system lowered the electric shock level by two levels.

"I know...I know..."

What kind of sudden strength can't be broken with just a beating?

The system sneered: "Please."

Mo Jiu's voice was hoarse, filled with fear that seemed to be engraved in his soul: "Please..."

After enjoying the pleasure of firmly controlling others, the system turned off the electric shock punishment.

The pain receded like a tide, and Mo Jiu closed his eyes, sweating like rain, and his body was shaking uncontrollably, but he held on to prevent himself from falling.

The system felt it was necessary to remind Mo Jiu again: "Let me tell you, if there is another time, it will no longer slowly rise from level one, but directly to level nine."

After saying that, it waited for Mo Jiu's obedient response.

[The system formatter is starting...]

"Well, I won't do it next time...what?" The system was stunned for a moment, thinking it was a hallucination. It took a moment to react, and his tone was mixed with indescribable shock, anger, and a hint of hidden fear.

"what have you done?!"

"System formatter, didn't you hear..." Mo Jiu said slowly, even though his tone was weak, he still let out a sneer.

He opened his lips slightly and uttered two words:

"idiot."