The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Yepool's identity is really not difficult to guess. Putting aside everything else, his height alone has revealed that he is a man.

There is no way, Yin is strong and Yang is weak.

Mo Jiu chased Yechi's back, guessing the motive of his behavior.

Want to take revenge on Xiao Muxue?

It really doesn't make sense.

But it's just what he wanted.

The two ran and chased each other, gradually leaving the Tianlan Sect's sphere of influence. Mo Jiu's eyes narrowed slightly, realizing that Ye Chi was deliberately leading him out of the Tianlan Sect.

Is this so that after he is dealt with on the spot, it will be easier to destroy the corpse and eliminate traces?

Mo Jiu chuckled softly in his heart, still chasing after him.

Finally, Yechi stood up and jumped, stepped on a boulder at the foot of the mountain, and finally stopped.

Mo Jiu also stopped and stood there panting while saying, "Let me see...where else can you run."

"Run?" Ye Chi lowered his head and looked down at Xiao Muxue, his bright eyes without a mask full of cold expression, "I don't need to run."

If he hadn't been worried that making too much noise in the Tianlan Sect would wake up the elders or the head, he wouldn't have tried so hard to trick Mo Jiu here.

And he was indeed a brainless dandy, and he actually chased him all the way into the wilderness.

"Who are you?" Mo Jiu frowned. He didn't like others looking at him with such a downward look.

He can only do this to others.

Ye Chi did not answer, but looked at Mo Jiu, who had a lot of sweat on his forehead and a slight blush on the sides of his cheeks because of chasing him.

Is this the person who bullied Sister Mu Xue?

Do you really think that with this face, you can do whatever you want in Tianlan Sect?

Clang!

Along with a crisp metal sound, a long sword suddenly appeared in Ye Chi's hand. The hilt shone with a biting cold light under the moonlight, and the sharp sword tip pointed at Mo Jiu's face.

Mo Jiu was startled, and then he flipped his right hand, silver light flashed, and a long sword appeared.

He closed his palms and grasped the turquoise hilt of the sword. With a 'swish' sound, the sword tip also pointed towards Yechi.

"Who are you?" Mo Jiu shouted coldly, looking at Yechi up and down, guessing his identity.

Leafpool remained silent.

"You won't say it, right?" His beautiful eyebrows were filled with anger, "Since you won't say it, then I will beat you until you do!"

The next moment, Mo Jiu rushed directly towards Yechi with a sword.

Ye Chi's expression remained unchanged. In his eyes, Mo Jiu's swordsmanship was like that of a three-legged cat. It was full of flaws and was no match for him.

He shook his head, jumped off the boulder and took the initiative to meet it.

The two started fighting.

As expected, after more than a dozen rounds, Mo Jiu was at a disadvantage. After another dozen rounds, he could only passively parry Ye Chi's sword moves.

Ye Chi finally spoke, but his voice was far different from when he spoke to Xiao Muxue. It was a disguised voice: "Is this all you have?"

What Mo Jiu couldn't bear the most was the ridicule of others. He gritted his teeth and started to attack fiercely again. He barely managed to compete with Yechi for a while, but after a while, he fell into a disadvantage again.

"With such strength, you dare to imitate other people's domineering behavior."

Mo Jiu's eyes suddenly widened: "Are you from the sect?"

As soon as he said this, he thought that this person might be a disciple of the Tianlan Sect.

Ye Chi was slightly startled and sneered: "You are somewhat self-aware and know what you have done in the sect."

"What have I done, what does it have to do with you?" Mo Jiu said stubbornly, even though he could no longer hold on anymore.

"What does it have to do with me?" Yechi's tone became even colder, "It's true that you didn't provoke me directly, but after all, you provoked someone you shouldn't have provoked. If others don't care about you, that's because they are too lazy to care about you, but I

It’s different. If you offend the people around me, you will have to pay the price. If your mother and father don’t teach you how to be a good person, then I will teach you.”

"Don't talk about my mother and father!" Mo Jiu said angrily. The long sword in his hand suddenly erupted with a burst of bright green light. The speed of the sword was many times faster, and afterimages appeared.

Yepool did not expect this situation, and was caught off guard by a sword slash on his shoulder. He bit his lower lip and let out a soft groan.

He lost the initiative and was forced to keep retreating. Looking at Mo Jiu with an angry face and the long sword shining in his hand, he secretly thought, "I was careless."

This long sword is obviously a high-grade spiritual weapon, and it has been deliberately refined many times.

Although this method is a waste of materials, it is even more obvious that the refiner cares about Mo Jiu, and it is specially used for his self-defense.

Ding!

Yechi blocked Mo Jiu's offensive, but he had already retreated to a position close to the top of the mountain.

It's not that he doesn't have a spiritual weapon, it's even stronger than the one in Mo Jiu's hand, but he can't use it, otherwise his identity may be exposed.

Unless he really left Mo Jiu here, it would attract the people behind Mo Jiu to take action. He couldn't guarantee that everything would be perfect. Even if there was a one in ten thousand chance of being discovered, he couldn't gamble.

Because Xiao Muxue is still in Tianlan Sect.

He didn't dare to gamble.

Just when Yechi hesitated, his arm was slashed a few more times, and his sleeves were dyed red with blood.

He continued to retreat, and when he took a certain step backward, his heart suddenly trembled slightly.

He felt a breath nearby, there was a powerful presence here!

In an instant, an electric light flashed in his mind, and Yechi's sword-drawing posture suddenly changed, thrusting out at a strange angle.

Mo Jiu thrust out his sword, then tried to pull it back but found that he could not do it. Ye Chi's sword was covered with a strong suction force, and the two long swords were stuck together. Then Ye Chi jerked hard, and Mo Jiu thrust out a sword.

Jiu was pulled by this force and fell to the ground with him.

[Ding! Mission 2, take Leafpool to the restricted area in the mountains. (Completed)]

Bang.

The two fell heavily to the ground, and Mo Jiu hurriedly struggled to get up, then bent down to pick up his sword from the ground, wary of Yechi's possible attack.

As a result, to his surprise, Yechi had no intention of picking up his sword on the ground. Instead, he stood up and backed away slowly, looking at him with calmness and control in his eyes.

What does he mean?

Mo Jiu was confused and forgot to pursue the victory.

Suddenly, the long sword that glowed with green light in his hand went out, like an extinguished flame, instantly plunging the place into darkness.

Mo Jiu blinked, wanting to wait for his vision to return.

As a practitioner, you naturally have the ability to see at night.

But after a while, his eyes were still dark, and even the moonlight disappeared without a trace. Finally, he became a little panicked, and he couldn't even care about the possibility that Leafpool might use this as a sneak attack.

At this moment, Yechi's expression also changed. What happened was beyond his expectation. What was here was not a powerful existence at all, but an indescribable taboo. He only felt the same power from his mother and a few aunts.

Pass!

The next moment, a chill ran down Mo Jiu's spine, and something cold to the touch quietly pressed against his ankle, as if stroking his skin there.