The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

"No, it's not Master's fault!" Luo Qingwan said loudly, "If I have to say right or wrong, it's also the disciple's fault. It's the disciple who didn't obey the Master's words in time and left quickly, and insisted on staying here to investigate.

After all, that’s what caused this situation.”

With these words, she had already taken all the responsibilities for this matter on herself. Even though Mo Jiu could probably guess that she did this deliberately, comforting her in this way made her feel much better inside.

He exhaled after a long breath.

Moreover, she stayed here because she wanted to find out why he behaved like that. It was a kind intention. How could he say harsh words?

Mo Jiu wrapped her Taoist robe tightly with her left hand, propped up the bed with her right hand and sat up, shaking her head: "It's not your fault."

As everyone knows, he is sitting half-reclined like this. The Taoist robe is not worn on his body, so it is difficult to cover his body. One jade-like arm is exposed, and two slender, snow-white legs are placed on the bed.

Against the backdrop of the surrounding thin ice, it looks even more crystal clear, as if it is shining with a faint shimmer, making it look even more attractive.

Even though Luo Qingwan had seen it many times before, she couldn't help but look at it a few more times at this moment, but she quickly withdrew her gaze, and then said stubbornly: "Then treat it as if no one is at fault."

Mo Jiu looked at her in a daze. Under her words, the indescribable guilt and torture in his heart really dissipated a lot, just like what Luo Qingwan said, no one was wrong.

This feeling of having someone to bear the burden with you after making a mistake and comforting you not to take it to heart is really good...

At least Mo Jiu has never encountered him in so many years, and now his heart trembles slightly, with a slight ripple.

He was silent, but the eyes he looked at Luo Qingwan softened unknowingly, and there was a trace of affection that even he himself was not aware of.

about there.

Luo Qingwan came up with this idea, then took a few steps to the bedside, looked down at Mo Jiu with a look of astonishment, bent down and suddenly kissed his lips!

Mo Jiu's eyes suddenly widened.

This is no longer the instinct in a state of love and confusion, but the behavior of both parties when they are sober. It can be said that Luo Qingwan's move was an open and aboveboard offense to him, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is bullying his master and destroying his ancestors.

In the past, he would have killed such traitors with just a raise of his hand, but now...

Mo Jiu's eyelashes trembled a few times, which showed how unpeaceful he was in his heart at the moment. He raised his right hand and wanted to hit Luo Qingwan's face, but he didn't know whether he had no strength or was unable to restrain himself.

Bad fate...

He thought in his heart, and finally put down his hand, slowly closed his eyes, half-nudging and half-reluctantly letting Luo Qingwan go, letting her do whatever she wanted and deepen the kiss at will.

This is tacit consent.

It is also conniving.

After a long time, their lips parted. A faint blush appeared on Mo Jiu's face again, and her cold temperament had long since disappeared.

He panted slightly and looked at Luo Qingwan with a trace of disappointment in his eyes.

What is he expecting?

He just wanted to know why she would do such a thing when both of them were sober.

No matter what, they are master and apprentice after all...

No matter what, he knew that not everyone could resist his charm. It was not what he hoped for, but it was also expected...

Then, Luo Qingwan's eyes became a little deeper, she stared deeply at Mo Jiu, and said word by word: "I don't want the master to make any mistakes. If this is the case, then I will bear the responsibility of this master-disciple sin."

Let me take the blame for falling in love, I will bear everything, I will bear it."

Mo Jiu looked at her in shock, obviously not expecting that this was her intention to kiss him. The pupils in her eyes were trembling slightly. She could no longer care about disappointment or anything else, and almost blurted out: "What about you?"

"If one day, all the people in the same sect and the world know about our relationship, they will cast aside me and just talk about me. It has nothing to do with Master." Luo Qingwan said slowly, "For me to have Master for a short period of time is already the greatest blessing in my life.

Fortunately, why should she be afraid of others behind her back?"

"Why..." Mo Jiu still couldn't understand why Luo Qingwan was not afraid of the world's comments and wanted to wash away all his sins.

In fact, she was the one who got the advantage and was reasonable, and he should have been the one to bear these things.

Hearing this, Luo Qingwan smiled slightly, like an epiphyllum in full bloom, with a bright smile. She said softly: "Maybe it's because I still want to see the cold, cold, peerless master. The master who slowly fell from the sky.

Next, the immortal who accepted me as his disciple is an image and memory that Qingwan will never be able to erase in her lifetime... I want it to last forever."

After Mo Jiu heard this, he just stayed there. He didn't even notice the Taoist robe falling from his hands, revealing more of the spring and light leaks, and didn't react at all.

Luo Qingwan's words, at first glance, seemed to explain his questions and answer the reason why she did what she did. But upon closer listen, they became a kind of revelation, with words that were so explicit that they were almost a confession.

The profound meaning behind his words is, "I admired Master as early as the first time we met."

Of course, whether the speaker means it or the listener means it, it all depends on how the listener understands this sentence, and what the meaning is, it all depends on Mo Jiu's thoughts.

At least judging from Mo Jiu's gradually turning red face, he obviously understood it as a confession.

But this is not the first time he has seen this thing. When he went out to search for elixirs, there were many brave people. Seeing his stunning appearance, they were immediately shocked and revealed their feelings decisively. In the end, they were cut down by his sword.

After several attempts, his reputation was so great that no one dared to offend him at will anymore.

But this was the first time that his feelings were revealed in this way. Instead of feeling disgusted, he felt a surge of emotion in his heart, and even felt a little... happy.

Mo Jiu didn't understand what this emotion was, but he was actually a simple person in essence, otherwise he wouldn't know how to practice swordsmanship and alchemy, yet he had achieved such achievements in both realms.

When he encounters things that are difficult to understand, his way of dealing with them is very simple, that is, just follow his heart and not restrain himself.

Just like immortality, he thought so and so he did it. Many people tried to persuade him and told him who in the world could be immortal? But they could not shake his determination at all.

In layman's terms, this is a tendon. For Taoists, it may be called the Taoist Heart.

So, Mo Jiu obeyed his original intention and said slowly: "What if I don't come out of the dust anymore?"

Luo Qingwan listened, and this time it was her turn to be stunned. It only took a moment to understand the deeper meaning of this sentence.

Mo Jiu was asking her if he would never leave the world again, would she still be so deeply impressed by his figure and remember it deeply in her mind.

She looked up in disbelief and saw Mo Jiu's pretty face was dizzy, her face was crimson, and she looked shy and timid, which made her fall for her at a glance.

"Then this disciple is willing to fall into the mortal world with the master and walk in the world of mortals."