The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Luo Qingwan's mouth was filled with Mo Jiu's blood, and the iron smell filled her entire mouth, but she was not angry, and there was a bit of panic in her eyes.

Master, what's going on?

However, even though Mo Jiu had just spit out a large mouthful of blood, he still obeyed Luo Qingwan's order. The two of them separated, still chasing her lips.

"Stop." Luo Qingwan had no choice but to ask Mo Jiu to stop. Then she used her senses to carefully examine his body, only to find that there were many toxins remaining in his body.

Her face was getting more and more ugly. With her alchemy skills, she could tell at a glance that this was the erysipelas left behind after taking the elixir.

It's called poison, but it doesn't actually cause any harm to people. It won't cause problems until it accumulates to a certain level over time. But it just makes it difficult for people to break through. That's something only geniuses would consider.

Most ascetics will not have any problems if they take elixirs for a lifetime.

But here’s the key. Even if many people take drugs every day, the residual erysipelas will not be too strong.

One-tenth of the erysipelas in Mo Jiu's body was already far greater than the erysipelas in a normal ascetic's body.

And there was more than one kind, but a mixture of erysipelas with different medicinal properties, several of which even she didn't recognize.

This can no longer be regarded as erysipelas whose toxicity is so weak that it is almost non-existent, but a truly violent mixed toxin!

In the past, Mo Jiu had cultivation and could suppress the poison by force. Now that he has become an ordinary mortal, the poison that has been suppressed for so long erupts like a volcano. It cannot be stopped at all, and it goes crazy in his body.

Wreaking havoc, destroying, corroding his internal organs.

"puff!"

In such a short period of time, Mo Jiu spurted out another mouthful of blood!

Luo Qingwan suddenly panicked and hurriedly transferred pure energy into Mo Jiu's body, which not only suppressed the toxins, but also nourished his meridians that had been ravaged, and the situation finally improved.

But at this moment, Mo Jiu's skin suddenly withered, like a flower thrown into the desert. It lost all its moisture in the blink of an eye, and her face showed signs of aging. Her silver hair gradually lost its former bright luster, and fell towards her head.

The old man with gray hair came closer.

"What's going on?!" Luo Qingwan exclaimed in shock. She had never thought about this situation.

In fact, she had expected that Mo Jiu had been cultivating for hundreds of years, which meant he was already hundreds of years old. If he lost his cultivation and became a mortal, he would quickly age and turn into a withered skeleton.

But he has her demon blood in his body. This is not only the mark that controls him, but also the proof that he is connected with her life. As long as she does not die, he can still stay young and live. On the contrary, if she dies,

If not, Mo Jiu will die directly.

But the situation before her was beyond Luo Qingwan's expectation. Mo Jiu actually showed signs of aging. If he continued like this, he would really die of old age.

No, it's impossible... She won't allow this to happen!

Everything about Master belongs to her, including his life.

Luo Qingwan opened her heart without hesitation and took out two drops of heart blood. Her face instantly became as pale as paper, and her body was trembling, a little shaky, but the movements of her hands were extremely stable, and her fingertips were stained with blood in the void.

There was some kind of rune drawn on it, and then it was pointed at Mo Jiu's chest, blending the blood from his heart into his heart.

Mo Jiu's aging stopped immediately, her skin became soft and fair again, and her appearance returned to its stunning beauty.

Seeing this, Luo Qingwan breathed a deep sigh of relief, swayed her body, and managed to hold on without falling.

"Master." She revealed a hint of a smile and raised her eyes to look at Mo Jiu. Only then did she realize that he had been standing there quietly. Even though his face was bloodless and there was blood on the corner of his mouth, he still stood there expressionless.

Like a mindless puppet, waiting for the master's instructions and orders.

Luo Qingwan's heart suddenly trembled slightly, and she regretted turning Mo Jiu into this. Is he still the cold and dust-free master in her memory, who was like an immortal?

But soon, she gave up this idea. Even if Mo Jiu seemed like a puppet now, it would be better than him trying to kill her at any time.

It's not that she didn't give him a chance, she also wanted to be with her master, but in the end his choice was eternal life, which gave her a huge 'surprise'.

Therefore, it doesn't matter if Mo Jiu doesn't love her, or if he has lost his essence and personality, as long as the master belongs to her alone, that's enough...

"Master, it would be great if you could love me." Luo Qingwan murmured in a low voice and gently hugged the person in front of her.

"Cough...cough!"

The person in Luo Qingwan's arms suddenly coughed violently, and coughed up blood again as if it was useless. This was already the third mouthful of blood.

Luo Qingwan's face was extremely ugly, and the blood stains on her face looked a bit ferocious. She even prevented her master from aging, so why didn't she suppress these toxins?

She looked at Mo Jiu's frown, his face full of pain, and said distressedly: "Master, be patient, I will get rid of these damn poisons right away."

However, as soon as these words came out, Luo Qingwan was stunned. Mo Jiu himself was an alchemist. If he wanted to eliminate these toxins, he would have removed them long ago. How could they remain until now?

Then there is only one possibility, and that is that even he cannot eradicate these erysipelas.

No, there is another possibility, that is, the master's cultivation at that time could suppress these poisons, so she ignored them at all. In other words, if she thought of a way, she could solve the residual poisons in Mo Jiu's body.

Thinking of this, Luo Qingwan immediately planned to make alchemy. Just as she was about to take out an alchemy furnace, she suddenly felt something and turned to look behind her.

There were ripples in the space there, like water waves, rippling slightly, and a figure walked out of it, with black hair flying, white clothes and sword intent, Long E!

How could she get in here?

Luo Qingwan was confused, but only for a moment, and then her eyes became fierce, and she protected Mo Jiu behind her. The surging demonic energy burst out, with three thousand black hairs dancing wildly, and her pupils were purple-red, like a demon.

The aura on her body instantly reached its peak, because before Long E's figure had fully appeared, she had already felt the sharp sword intent, and knew that Long E would take action directly.

Sure enough, at the moment when Long E's figure solidified, a shout with strong murderous intent came: "Luo Qingwan, accept your life!"

A sword energy fell from the sky, pointing directly at her heavenly spirit, sealing the space around Luo Qingwan, leaving her with no choice but to take the sword forcefully!

However, Luo Qingwan was no longer the one who had just made a breakthrough. She had not even stabilized her realm yet. She raised her right hand and grabbed the sword energy. She actually used her body to resist the blow, but it was really blocked by her, just with the palm of her hand.

There was a bloodstain deep enough to the bone.

Then, before Long E could take action again, Luo Qingwan took the initiative and rushed forward. Long E's expression changed slightly, and she did not dare to face the sharp edge. She immediately retreated while slashing out her sword.

Luo Qingwan stretched out her hand to carry the sword again, and her right hand was exposed with white bones, but as if she couldn't feel the pain, she chased after her fiercely, vowing to make Long E fall here!

When the two of them left, ripples rippled again in the place where Long E had appeared, and a moving and beautiful figure emerged: "Master!"