The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

"ah--"

Mo Jiu let out a piercing scream, which frightened Yechi, and subconsciously said: "What's wrong?"

"There's... something is touching my feet..." Mo Jiu's voice trembled, not caring whether she was an enemy or an enemy, and looked to him for a sense of security.

He wanted to get closer to Leafpool, but something invisible grabbed his ankle tightly, preventing him from moving. After hesitating, he bit his silver teeth and swung his long sword and struck down hard towards Yepool!

Ping!

When the sword was swung down, the sound was actually the sound of metal colliding, and Mo Jiu was stunned.

Then, the cold touch slowly moved up, sliding from the ankle to the calf, rubbing against the thigh, passing through the buttocks, passing over Liu's waist, crawling across his back, until it came to his neck, as if it turned into a big hand, holding it firmly.

on the back of his neck.

"Help...save me..." Mo Jiu's face was pale, his body was trembling, tears were already falling down, he begged Yechi for help and would give him a helping hand.

No matter how arrogant and arrogant he was in the past, he eventually turned into an eighteen-year-old boy in the face of such a situation, afraid of death and the unknown.

Hearing this, a trace of hesitation flashed in Yechi's eyes.

He didn't want to kill Mo Jiu and lead him here, he just wanted to teach Mo Jiu a lesson.

He thought that what existed here was a slightly powerful wronged soul, and he could use it to temporarily block Mo Jiu so that he could readjust his breath. Then he would destroy this wronged soul when Mo Jiu couldn't hold on any longer.

As a result, he did not expect that this existence turned out to be such a terrifying creature, and the matter suddenly escaped his control.

Yechi bit his lip tightly. When he was about to do something, he found that he couldn't move. He tried to activate the life-saving device his mother gave him, but there was no movement in his body.

He also turned pale.

At this moment, a hoarse voice sounded from the darkness, like a voice coming from under the Nine Netherworld.

"Who...disturbed my slumber?"

"Is it... you?"

Then Mo Jiu and Ye Chi felt in horror that a pair of eyes suddenly appeared in the darkness, watching them, so intensely that they seemed to be standing face to face in front of them!

Mo Jiu's scalp suddenly exploded, and she closed her eyes as if to deceive herself, but tears kept flowing down.

Yepool was better than Mojiu, but he was also close to losing his composure. He could only try his best to mobilize the violet in his body in order to give this unknown creature a fatal blow.

"Two living lives... I haven't tasted them for a long time..."

As soon as these words came out, Mo Jiu and the two men immediately imagined the appearance of a monster that feeds on human flesh and blood in their minds, and the fear in their hearts was so intense that it continued to radiate out.

And somewhere they couldn't see, a withered skeleton was buried in the soil, with half of its body sticking out, and a rotten but hard bone claw clutching Mo Jiu's ankle.

Above the withered bones, a misty black mist hovered, continuously absorbing the gray mist emitted from the heads of Mo Jiu and Ye Chi, solidifying and growing stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, the fear emanating from Mo Jiu and his body weakened a lot, and the black mist suddenly became distorted, as if he was dissatisfied: "But...since you have awakened me, I will be kind for once.

.....Let you go..."

Hearing this, Mo Jiu and Mo Jiu were overjoyed at the same time, but they were not happy for long before they added: "One life, the other..."

"die."

The two gray fogs became thicker again. The process from despair to ecstasy and then to despair made people's inner fear reach its peak again.

Black Mist absorbed these emotions with satisfaction, leaving Mojiu and Yechi time to make a choice, whether to choose sacrifice or selfishness.

But no matter how long you hesitate and think about it, in the end, you will always choose the latter.

Then it depends on a group of selfish people, who is more decisive and who is more selfish.

Hearing this, Yechi almost didn't hesitate and already made plans to give up on Mo Jiu.

If Xiao Muxue were here at this moment, he would still choose to live and die with her, but if it were anyone else, he would have no other choice.

Just when Yechi was about to tell Hei Wu his choice, Mo Jiu suddenly said hoarsely: "Let him go..."

What?!

Hearing this answer, not only Yechi was stunned, but also Black Mist's action of absorbing the gray energy.

Leafpool felt that this was unrealistic, and even thought about the possibility of a test of good and evil, "Only whoever sacrifices himself will be spared by this creature."

"Let him go!"

At this sound, Mo Jiu almost roared.

The doubts in Yechi's heart became more and more intense, and there was still a trace of confusion and confusion in his eyes.

Why?

"Go back to the sect quickly and call my aunt and ask her to save me!"

Ye Chi suddenly realized, as if he finally understood the reason. Mo Jiu knew that he would definitely give up on him, so he simply sacrificed himself to let him go, so as to show mercy and pin his hope on him finding someone after he returned.

save him......

When he thought of this, his thoughts froze.

In such a dangerous situation, could Mo Jiu really think so much?

Could he just be innocent...

Heiwu suddenly said: "If that's the case, then you can go."

As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible force directly threw Yechi away. He quickly activated his spiritual power to stabilize his body on the steep mountain.

The bright light reappeared and his vision was restored. Yechi froze on the spot for a moment, then took a deep look at the top of the mountain shrouded in dark mist, then descended the mountain without looking back, and rushed towards the Tianlan Sect.

In the black mist, after Mo Jiu shouted those few words, he passed out and fell softly backwards, but did not fall to the ground because a pair of hands caught him firmly.

.

It was a human form condensed into a thick black mist. The face could not be seen. But as time passed, a face was finally revealed. It turned out to be a very young woman with an extremely pale complexion. She looked down at Mo.

Jiu's eyes were filled with a keen and indifferent gaze that seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.

She sneered.

"It's just gambling after all."

The voice is exceptionally pleasant, with a sexy magnetism.

"I bet he will call someone to save you." Feng Jiuyou leaned over slightly and put her thin lips to Mo Jiu's ear. She was so close, as if whispering to her lover, but her voice was extremely cold, "If I want to kill

What about you? Then you are already a corpse now..."

"Sacrifice? After all, it is to make her wedding dress."

"But... you are very lucky. I need this body of yours..." Feng Jiuyou said lightly, reaching out a hand to reach into Mo Jiu's clothes and caressing him.

The snow-white body feels the softness that has not been touched for thousands of years.

The next moment, her body suddenly turned into a black mist, completely covering Mo Jiu, as if countless small snakes were attached to Mo Jiu's body, making the most intimate contact with every part of his body, making him

In the coma, his cheeks were flushed, and his pink lips were wide open, and the black mist continued to penetrate them and merge into his mind.

Bang.

And the withered bones suddenly turned into a pile of powder and disappeared without a trace when blown by the night wind.

Mo Jiu was left lying on the ground, with purple scratches on her ankles, indicating what had just happened...