The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Luo Qingwan naturally knew why Mo Jiu was in such a state.

Because the demonic energy in her demonic blood has been completely integrated into his magic power, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to perfectly control the temperature of the furnace fire even when making elixirs, right?

Not to mention that the master is so powerful and aloof, one day he will find that it is extremely difficult to activate his magic power, which would be unacceptable to anyone else.

Luo Qingwan looked down at her palm. From such a close distance, she could clearly feel the mark on her master's body.

As long as she wants to, she can completely stimulate the demonic energy in his body now.

Luo Qingwan thought of something and raised the corner of her mouth slightly.

She suddenly didn't want to show off with her master directly. There was a more interesting way...

Luo Qingwan slowly made a fist with her right hand, activating the demonic energy!

At this moment, Mo Jiu, who was sitting on the bed in the cave, suddenly trembled, and a very familiar feeling emerged from his body.

Why at this time?

Outside the cave, Luo Qingwan turned to Luo Qingxuan and said, "Forget it, I won't go."

Luo Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but reveal a smile on her face: "Okay, then come to my place and help you stabilize your realm."

"Um."

Luo Qingwan followed Luo Qingxuan, and when she was about to leave completely, she looked back at Mo Jiu's cave, with an unclear look in her eyes.

Master, you should be feeling hot all over now, right?

It's useless to try to suppress it with elixirs.

Just rely on your willpower and be patient.

But this time, there will be no one else but me...

Luo Qingwan has always been obsessed with Mo Jiu losing her virginity to Long E.

She wanted Mo Jiu to take the initiative and do this to her again.

In the cave, Mo Jiu tried to suppress the inexplicable heat in his body, but it had no effect.

His brows suddenly frowned slightly.

‘Host, what’s wrong?’ the system asked in confusion.

Did something go wrong with the host's plan?

Mo Jiu shook his head: "Nothing."

He had thought that Luo Qingwan would use such methods.

It was only after it happened that he reacted belatedly. What was he going to do during this time?

This trace of heat is difficult to eradicate, and it can be seen that this feeling will become more and more intense as time goes by. Luo Qingwan is determined to make him burn with desire, and then wake up and take the initiative to rely on her to vent his desire.

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He is not opposed to this, but it will be very difficult for him.

Problems will arise during practice, rest, and alchemy.

He may have to endure the torture of desire and fire for more than ten days or even several months.

It is up to him to decide how long this time is.

And based on Mo Jiu's inner judgment of Mo Xuan's character, this time will take at least two months. Otherwise, how can he show his will and character?

It's just that I'm really not sure whether he can last that long.

This kind of suffering is different from pain, and it cannot be endured through patience.

Pain is not human instinct, desire is.

Mo Jiu was a little confused, then thought of something, looked down at his palm, and a wisp of pure white mist floated out from his palm.

Luck, the luck obtained from Feng Jiuyou.

He tentatively patted this piece of energy into his forehead, and then a cool feeling spread throughout his body, and the heat dissipated without a trace.

Really useful.

Mo Jiu couldn't help but sigh again about the wonderful effect of luck, this is okay.

He pulled Qi Luck out of his mind again, and the annoying heat reappeared, not weakening at all compared to before, but actually a little stronger.

Mo Jiu understood that even this luck could not help him eliminate the demonic energy in his body, it could only isolate the strangeness in his body so that he would no longer be disturbed by the heat.

Mo Jiu nodded with satisfaction, saving him the step of pretending to be lustful.

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After a month, Luo Qingwan left Luo Qingxuan's cave.

She had stabilized her state a long time ago, and she only came out today to see how her master was doing.

The demon blood brand can also allow her to sense Mo Jiu's location. Knowing that he has been staying in the cave during this period and has not gone anywhere, she can wait with peace of mind.

Otherwise, if Mo Jiu ran to Long E again, she wouldn't even be able to get angry.

Luo Qingwan walked towards Mo Jiu's cave. Before she could reach it completely, her steps slowed down and she stopped in place.

Even though there were still dozens of meters away, she felt a chill in the air, as if winter was coming and the place was covered with invisible ice and snow.

Luo Qingwan continued to move forward, and the closer she got to Mo Jiu's cave, the stronger the chill became. Even with her cultivation level, she felt it was biting, and she couldn't help but shudder.

Looking up at the cave, a layer of dark blue frost had actually condensed on the door, with many tiny transparent cracks spreading from it to the ground.

Luo Qingwan exerted a little force on her legs, and the thin layer of ice under her feet broke into pieces. When she opened her mouth and exhaled, a mouthful of white mist came out.

Luo Qingwan smiled, and she could tell at a glance that this was a 'spirit gathering array' set up by Mo Jiu to resist lust and fire. The array's eyes should be placed on things with extremely cold properties, which caused the scene in front of her.

How can the fire inside the body be suppressed by the cold outside the body?

It might be effective, but definitely not big.

Luo Qingwan suppressed her smile and walked over step by step.

"Master!" She called outside the cave and stood there quietly.

It seemed like a minute had passed before the cave slowly opened. A cold current hit her face, making Luo Qingwan take a step back.

She raised her eyes and saw that the entire cave was like an ice cave, with cold ice blocks condensed everywhere. A pure white figure sat on the 'ice bed', like a snow elf in the ice and snow, unstained by dust, and appearing out of nowhere.

Infinite world.

But if you look carefully, you can see the strange blush on Mo Jiu's face, and the hands exposed outside the Taoist robe seem to have a layer of red.

Luo Qingwan knew that with Master's cultivation, this must not have been frozen by the air-conditioning.

She chuckled softly in her heart, but her face looked shocked: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Jiu slowly opened her eyes, and the moment she saw Luo Qingwan, her body that had not moved for a long time trembled.

He forced himself to calm down and said, "What's the matter?"

Two words can be said to be as few as possible.

But no matter how hard he suppressed it, Luo Qingwan also heard a hoarse tone from these two simple words, which contained strong lust and desire, like the murmur after the love affair was over.

He couldn't hear anything weird by himself. Only when Luo Qingwan heard it, he knew how seductive the sound was. It was a naked temptation. She longed for someone to get close to him and raise her hand to touch his.

body.

"Master, are you okay?" Luo Qingwan pretended not to understand, walked into the cave, and slowly approached Mo Jiu.

"Don't... come here..." Mo Jiu said with difficulty, with a trace of sadness and confusion in his cold eyes.

He felt the strong feminine scent, which made him want to get up and rush over to Luo Qingwan.

But in the end, his rationality told him that he couldn't do it. This was his disciple, and anyone could do it, but not her.