The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Mo Jiu's cold voice fell, Luo Qingwan gritted her teeth, tears finally burst out of her eyes, flowed down her pale cheeks, and she cried silently.

The master actually wanted to die.

He has made up his mind, who can change his mind and who can stop him?

If you force-feed him the elixir against his will, it will speed up his death.

They can only obey.

"Luo Qingwan." Mo Jiu suddenly called her, and then continued regardless of whether she responded, "Please hand over all the elixirs you have refined in the recent period to the sect. Xiaoyao Sword Sect treats me well.

Let me ask for and get everything, but I am withdrawn and not good at communicating with others. I have almost never left the sect, and I have never helped or contributed anything. I only have a few pills to repay the kindness of the immortal sect."

Luo Qingwan looked at him blankly. After hearing these words, there was no trace of dissatisfaction or disobedience.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with refining alchemy so hard, and finally giving it all to the sect. Her alchemy skills, cultivation methods, everything on her body and even her life were all given by her master, as long as it was the master's wish.

, then she will try her best to complete it.

Luo Qingwan kowtowed deeply: "Disciple...obey."

Mo Jiu glanced at Luo Qingwan, then moved her eyes to Long E's face: "Long E."

"I'm here." Long E said quickly.

"We have already severed our ties with each other, but you still saved me, and I never thank you for your kindness. Whatever you want, I will try my best to satisfy you." When Mo Jiu was talking to Long E, the expression on Mo Jiu's face finally softened.

But his tone was still calm, like the first breath of white mist exhaled outside the cave in the early morning, as cold as frost.

"I..." Long E was speechless for a moment, her voice low, "I don't need your thanks, we are friends... I should save you."

"Okay, then we are still friends." Mo Jiu nodded slightly.

Long E looked bitter. With such a tone and attitude, how could he be considered a friend?

But she couldn't ask for too much anymore. Mo Jiu's words were already a kind of forgiveness. If she pushed further, I'm afraid Mo Jiu wouldn't even look at her again.

At least now, she can still stay with Mo Jiu, right?

As a friend...

Finally it was Luo Qingxuan's turn, and her face was already filled with sadness, and she had a feeling in her heart that the master's instructions and instructions seemed to be her last words.

"Qingxuan." Mo Jiu called softly, her tone no longer cold, and became as gentle as water, lingering in her heart, turning everything into tenderness.

Luo Qingxuan forced out a smile: "Master, I'm here."

"Will you stay with me during this time?"

The smile on Luo Qingxuan's face seemed a little more sincere, but her heart was still full of sorrow and sorrow, and she whispered: "Okay."

Hearing this, Mo Jiu smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed, and Luo Qingxuan suddenly saw Mo Jiu with a childlike mind again.

Mo Jiu smiled lightly and asked, "Where is my Qiankun Ring?"

Luo Qingxuan was startled for a moment, then lowered her head and looked at Luo Qingwan.

Master's Qiankun Ring has always been with her.

Luo Qingwan raised her head: "Master, what do you want?"

Mo Jiu looked at her steadily, and then said: "Give me the wooden box inside."

He seemed to understand something and had no intention of taking the ring back.

Luo Qingwan took out the wooden box, but the ring was not revealed from beginning to end.

At Mo Jiu's signal, Luo Qingxuan reached out and took it. He said softly: "Take out the elixir inside and destroy it. There are some sycamore sacred trees mixed in this wooden box, which is of some value. Give it to Zong."

Door."

Luo Qingxuan said "hmm" and took it out as instructed. She unfolded the pill recipe with some curiosity, and then her eyes lit up at the same time as Luo Qingwan's and Long'e's.

"This is..." Luo Qingwan's pupils trembled.

Mo Jiu seemed to have expected such a reaction from them, and said calmly: "There is no need to try it. This elixir is fake. It is not a real elixir of immortality. It only has the effect of extending life."

As he said that, Mo Jiu looked at Luo Qingwan with cold eyes, but she was also talking to Luo Qingxuan: "When I accepted you as my disciple, I did think about using you as materials for making alchemy. But as time goes by,

Teach and train you, listening to your "Master" again and again, the relationship between master and disciple is getting deeper and deeper, so I gave up this idea. Although I am lonely, I am still a person after all, and I always have admiration for me in the face of it.

How can a disciple of love be so cruel?"

"I just want to ask, where did you know that I had this idea? I did have it before, but I gradually gave it up as we got along with each other. Have I ever been mean or abusive to you? But you seem to think that this is really true.

Just like what happened, you want to take revenge on me. If you hadn’t checked my memory and let me read it too, I’m afraid I won’t know the motive of your actions until I die.”

Mo Jiu spoke out his dark thoughts without any hesitation, his expression was calm and clear, that was something of the past, and there was not a single lie in what he said now.

Luo Qingwan's face was pale, her lips were trembling, and her body was trembling. She couldn't say a word, only tears kept running down her cheeks.

Mo Jiu withdrew his gaze. He had no intention of getting an accurate answer from Luo Qingwan. That was no longer important. He just wanted to ask and fulfill a regret in his heart.

"Destroy it." Mo Jiu reminded, Luo Qingxuan came back to her senses, raised two fingers, and a faint light appeared on the fingertips, like a sword's will, like a sword's radiance, chopped the pill recipe into pieces, and flicked it with a flick of her finger.

, debris floated all over the sky, just like a continuous rain.

"You guys go, I want to stay alone with Qingxuan for a while," Mo Jiu said.

"Okay." Long E glanced at Luo Qingwan. She slowly stood up from the ground, then turned and walked towards the outside of the cave. She didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, only wet marks continued to drip on the ground.

.

Those are her tears.

Mo Jiu watched the two of them leave, staring at Luo Qingwan's back. It wasn't until she completely disappeared that he looked away, closed his eyes, and leaned into Luo Qingxuan's arms: "I want to sleep for a while."

"Okay, I'm always here." Luo Qingxuan raised her hand and gently stroked Mo Jiu's silver hair, which was no longer as bright as before. His breathing gradually became steady, and then he fell into a deep sleep.

Luo Qingxuan has always maintained this posture, from night to morning, without changing at all.

Until Luo Qingwan and Long E came again and saw this scene in the cave, it was as beautiful as a picture scroll.

They didn't make a sound, not because they didn't want to be disturbed, but because they were in pain and speechless.

…

One month can be said to be long or short. The former is for ordinary people and the latter is for ascetics.

But as a mortal, Mo Jiu felt that this month passed too quickly.

Just like in the blink of an eye, once you close it and then open it, time is like water and will never come back.

Mo Jiu was held in Luo Qingxuan's arms, looking at the sky, a faint smile suddenly appeared in her eyes: "I want to go back to my old village."