The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

The three of them didn't say anything to each other. They all put Mo Jiu into the fairy spring first and hugged her whole body in it. As expected, their complexions improved a little, and there was a trace of rosiness on their cheeks.

"We need to know what state Master is in now."

Only in this way can we prescribe the right medicine.

"I come."

Luo Qingxuan glanced at Long E and said nothing. She had the highest cultivation level and the strongest perception, so she should be allowed to come.

But when she thought about Master's body being exposed to Long E's eyes, she felt an unprecedented anger in her heart.

But in fact, what happened to Long E, Luo Qingwan and their master, but she did nothing, and their anger turned into sourness and pain, but there was no one to talk to, and it was difficult to talk to them.

As long as Master recovers, he will only be with her from now on.

Thinking like this, Luo Qingxuan felt better.

She is like this, why not Luo Qingwan?

She is the one who has the deepest feelings for Mo Jiu among the three people present. Love and hate are intertwined, regret and pain are mixed, and the emotions are extremely complicated. This is how a series of things happened. At this moment, she watched Long E detect Mo Jiu,

The pupils in his eyes immediately turned purple, his breathing was rapid, and his teeth were clenched.

This is her master...

But looking at Mo Jiu's still pale face, with a strand of silver hair sticking to his forehead, looking fragile and delicate, no longer as cold as snow, strong and proud, all the anger in his heart suddenly dissipated.

If the master was still awake, he would probably want to kill her, right?

Where does she have the right to say that the master is hers?

While the two sisters of the Luo family were suffering, Long'e's face became increasingly ugly.

Luo Qingxuan caught her look, and her heart skipped a beat. She ignored her jealousy, suppressed the sourness in her heart, and asked quickly: "What's wrong?"

Long E said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Mo Xuan's body has been eroded by erysipelas for a long time. Just like age, we ascetics may seem young, but in fact it is because we have absorbed the essence of heaven and earth and raised the upper limit of our age. If our cultivation disappears,

The upper age limit has been reduced, and it is possible to die on the spot. Luo Qingwan bound Mo Xuan with a contract, which saved his life, but what about the physical damage? The reason why he was fine before was because of his cultivation.

It also increases the upper limit of physical strength, but it is not without any harm to him. Where do you think Junior Brother Mo Xuan’s silver hair comes from? It is the result of being corroded by erysipelas. For cultivators, it can turn black hair into silver threads. During cultivation,

After being captured and turned into a mortal, this injury can directly kill him!"

Luo Qingxuan and Luo Qingwan's breathing was stagnant when they were told that. The former said anxiously: "But isn't Master still fine now?"

"That's just the appearance." Long E shook her head, her words trembling, "He has run out of oil, his body is riddled with holes, and the damage caused by erysipelas to him is irreversible. His vitality has been passing away, and he will die.

Just a matter of time……"

Luo Qingwan's brain seemed to explode with a "boom", and her entire mind suddenly became blank, losing the ability to think.

Master...will die?

It's not that she hasn't thought about this possibility, but often as soon as this idea emerges, she will immediately give it up because she doesn't dare to think about the possibility of Master's death. She is just imagining it. She feels as if someone is grabbing her by the neck.

Feel the pain of suffocation.

She always wonders, is there even a slight possibility that the master can be restored to his original state?

But the words coming out of Long'e's mouth at this moment directly tore through her self-deceptive escape and cowardice, making her have to face it all and face the consequences she had caused...

She raised her eyes to look at Mo Jiu who was soaking in the fairy spring. The only trace of redness on his face seemed to be the last thing that proved that he was still alive.

Master...

Luo Qingwan stared at Mo Jiu blankly, not even listening to the conversation between Luo Qingxuan and Long E.

It wasn't until Luo Qingxuan woke her up that she came back to her senses.

Luo Qingxuan looked at Luo Qingwan with a complicated expression. She didn't know what attitude she should take towards her sister. There was no excuse or refutation for what she did. She couldn't blame the master for doing this. But she did.

She loves Master more than she and Long E. It is precisely because of love that she will be deceived and later develop hatred out of love. As much as she hates Master, she also loves him as much.

This is a twisted, pathological love, born out of a misunderstanding and a loss of life.

Finally, Luo Qingxuan sighed secretly in her heart and looked at Luo Qingwan with a cold expression: "Did you hear that?"

Luo Qingwan shook her head in despair.

Luo Qingxuan knew that she had not heard and explained: "Master is like an hourglass now, it is difficult to block the hole. All we can do is to keep adding sand to it to hang Master's life."

Master, there is still hope.

Luo Qingwan caught these words from this sentence and was stunned for a moment, then her eyes suddenly lit up and she cheered up.

"how should I do?"

As long as she had a way, she would not let her master die no matter what.

Luo Qingxuan took a deep look at her and said: "If you want to make an elixir, the elixir that can prolong your life will be the 'sand' added to the hourglass. As for the materials, Aunt Long and I will help you with whatever you want."

If you come here, all you have to do is make elixirs."

"I understand." Luo Qingwan nodded and took out a pill furnace and some spiritual herbs, "Then let's start now."

Luo Qingxuan and Long E looked at each other, and each took out the spiritual grass and fairy flowers from the Qiankun Ring. They are all rare things. Some of them can be swallowed directly, and they have the effect of prolonging life. However, they did not give up at all.

and hesitation.

After the ring was emptied out, leaving only the elixir, magic weapon, and magic weapon, the two of them got up and left, naturally searching for heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

They didn't have any time to waste.

Luo Qingwan pretended to be making elixirs, and only after making sure that the two of them were completely gone, did she turn around and walk towards Mo Jiu who was soaking in the fairy spring.

"Master..." She knelt down by the hot spring, bent down, reached out and gently touched Mo Jiu's face. The pain in her eyes was finally relieved a little.

The only purpose of her life now is to find a way to get forgiveness from her master. Apart from that, she shouldn't expect anything else.

"Master, I will not let you die. I will spend the rest of my life repaying the mistakes I have made..." Luo Qingwan said softly. She stood up and planned to make alchemy, but her eyes struggled and she hesitated for a long time before she lowered her head.

She leaned closer to Mo Jiu's face and placed a gentle kiss on his closed eyes.

She reluctantly stood up and greedily stood up, but she also knew that she was a sinner, and this kiss was stolen from her, and she could no longer take advantage of it.

He is her master...

Luo Qingwan closed her eyes, and then she made up her mind and sat in front of the alchemy furnace. Then her eyes flashed with determination, and a strange purple fire rose from the alchemy furnace.