The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

‘Then host, how did you find Li Muxian and the others?’ The system asked the most critical question.

Mo Jiu said: 'Fang Yi will let me find them.'

It was late at night, and there was no light at all in the forest. Only the layers of leaves were intertwined, blocking the only glimmer of moonlight.

Mo Jiu lost his demon power and naturally lost his night vision ability. Walking in the forest where he couldn't see his fingers, he passed through many thorns and stepped on how many gravels.

If someone could see it, they would definitely be able to see Mo Jiu's torn clothes at this moment. The skin exposed from the scratches was covered with blood marks and dust. The originally white, tender, soft, and admirable feet have become

The blood is dripping, the flesh and blood are blurred, and there are even a few small sawdust piercing deeply into it. Every time you take a step, you will feel a burst of heart-piercing pain.

But he could only do this. This was the only way he could get close to Li Muxian.

She didn't look for him, so he had to take the initiative to return to her...

Suddenly, Mo Jiu raised his head suddenly, feeling a little numb. His dull face was twisted in pain at this moment. Then his whole back slowly arched down. He turned his head carefully, and with the help of the snow-white hair, he could vaguely see his tail.

Tightly entangled by a patch of thorns.

Mo Jiu hesitated for a moment, then decisively stretched out his hands to try to open the thorns and pull out the fox tail.

But he walked too fast, and the fox tail was actually caught on the thorns long ago. It was not until the sharp thorns penetrated deeply that he realized the pain that penetrated into the bone marrow.

Mo Jiu's hands, which were originally only stained with dust, also oozed blood. He tried for a long time but could not take out the fox tail.

At this moment, a cold feeling appeared from the side of his foot, and then seemed to move, gradually crawling up to his ankle, and also tried to climb up his calf through the gap between the trouser legs.

snake.

An unprecedented fear suddenly appeared in Mo Jiu's slightly absent-minded eyes, as if he had a premonition of his impending death.

He has lost his demon power. If this was a poisonous snake, it would bite him...

Mo Jiu is not afraid of death itself, he is just afraid of the consequences of death.

If he dies, he will never see Li Muchian again...

Fear instantly filled Mo Jiu's heart. He paused for a moment, and then he gripped his tail hard and pulled it out desperately. He could only feel the pain in his tail that spread to his face.

His hair was as light as catkins, and then he bent down and grabbed the venomous snake, threw it out, and ran forward as fast as he could.

Run, run...don't stop!

He seemed to be back when he was young, with several hungry wolves chasing him behind him, and he was running like this.

Finally, a long-lost light appeared in front of him, and the environment became somewhat familiar. Mo Jiu looked at the fence in front of him in surprise and found that this was the village he had visited before.

Mo Jiu couldn't help but let out a long breath, and then as his spirit relaxed, he felt pain all over his body at the same time, making his eyebrows and eyes distorted. There was no blood on his face, only the embarrassment of escaping from death.

Mu Xian, will she be here?

A glimmer of hope rose again in Mo Jiu's heart, and some strength emerged from his body out of thin air. He endured the severe pain and approached the village step by step.

As he was approaching, he suddenly thought of something and looked back. With the help of the bright light, he saw that his tail had lost a large piece of hair. The entire part was a bit bloody and ugly, and there was still strands of hair oozing out.

Streams of blood.

A trace of timidity quietly grew from the bottom of my heart.

What would she think of me like this?

Mo Jiu didn't dare to see Li Muchian.

He was afraid that when she saw him like this, her eyes would show those looks that he couldn't accept again.

When Mo Jiu knew that he had lost his previous appearance, his arrogance and confidence seemed to have also been lost. The angry look Li Muxian stared at him at the auction house was the last straw that crushed him.

What little dignity there was also disappeared.

Going around and around, it seems that he is still the little fox who was caught and sold as a pet to others. In order to be taken in by Li Muxian, he kept begging and pleasing her with fear and nervousness.

Mo Jiu hesitated for a long time, but still walked towards the house where Li Muxian lived before.

He wouldn't let her see him, at least he had to take a look at her. What if she was accidentally injured and didn't come to him?

Mo Jiu's eyes brightened slightly, and the broken hopes were put back together again.

This was the first time that he hoped that Li Muxian would be injured so much that the more serious the injury, the better.

In this way, he had excuses and reasons to explain why she did not save him.

Mo Jiu slowly approached the yellowed wall, bent down tremblingly, and looked at the situation inside the house through the small hole in the paper window.

In the house, Li Muxian and Qu Xiaoxiao were sitting on the edge of the bed, with only one person's distance between them. The young man had a faint blush on his face, as pretty as a flower, shy and charming.

Mo Jiu couldn't stand upright and suddenly fell to the ground. Tears filled his eyes and his pupils were trembling.

Mu Xian...Mu Xian was not injured.

Then why didn't she come to save him?

And they...what do the two of them want to do?

Mo Jiu had the idea of ​​rushing in. He should rush in and question them. With red eyes, he asked Li Muxian why he didn't come to save him. With an angry look, he asked what tricks Qu Xiaoxiao used to make Li Muxian so close to him.

But this was him in the past. After he lost his magic power and appearance, the Mo Jiu in the past was already dead.

Now he doesn't have the courage to rush in. He doesn't dare to question Li Muxian, and maybe even Qu Xiaoxiao.

"Who's out there?!"

There was a cold shout, and it was Li Muxian who discovered him.

Mo Jiu used her hands and feet to get up from the ground, trying to get out of here in a panic.

But he was so nervous and frightened that he fell to the ground again after getting up, his chin hitting the ground first. His teeth seemed to have been knocked violently, and the smell of blood instantly filled his mouth.

When Li Muxian and Qu Xiaoxiao came out, they saw Mo Jiu lying on the ground, with tears streaming down his face, his fox tail bald, and blood still dripping from his mouth, like a bereaved dog.

"Xiao, Xiaobai."

Li Muxian was suddenly stunned. He didn't know whether he didn't expect to see Mo Jiu here, or whether he didn't expect to see him looking so embarrassed and ugly.

But looking at the scars all over him, Li Muxian's heart suddenly throbbed. He had a severe headache for some reason. He hugged his head tightly with both hands and made a hoarse and painful sound.