The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

This question seemed to expose what Qu Xiaoxiao had done. Her ugly true face was about to be revealed at any moment. A clear look of panic appeared on her face. She immediately turned around and said: "Mu Xian, let's go.

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His expression confirmed this to Mo Jiu. He must have done something to Li Muxian and the others to make them be close to him but hate him.

The rich despair and strong anger fed back to Mo Jiu's strength at this moment, causing him to stagger to his feet and rush towards Qu Xiaoxiao.

Even he didn't know what he wanted to do. Only the despair and pain of losing everything made him want to teach Qu Xiaoxiao an unforgettable lesson and reveal his true face.

At this moment, a hint of joy and excitement suddenly appeared in Qu Xiaoxiao's eyes.

Is he happy?

No...that's not right!

Qu Xiaoxiao's unusual expression made Mo Jiu realize that something was wrong, but it was too late for him to stop. The punch he threw seemed light and powerless, but it was a blow that he tried his best to hit.

Qu Xiaoxiao withstood the blow forcefully, but he underestimated the power of Mo Jiu's punch. Because of the impact of inertia, there was a crisp sound on his face, and his whole body fell towards Li Muxian.

, my mind started to buzz.

The cheek there began to swell at a speed visible to the naked eye. Qu Xiaoxiao's eyes were filled with stars, but she still spoke and said in a panic: "No, please let go, let me go!"

Mo Jiu, who was standing not far away, was still in a daze. Qu Xiaoxiao suddenly fell towards him as if being pulled by someone invisible. Li Muchian's head hit his chest, and the two of them moved towards him together.

The ground collapsed.

Boom!

There was an explosion in Mo Jiu's mind, and the impact on the back of his head directly blurred his consciousness. He subconsciously wanted to turn over, but Qu Xiaoxiao pressed firmly on him, making him unable to move at all, and even breathing became difficult.

It was so difficult that I couldn't even take a breath.

It hurts...

The pain in the back of his head gradually spread, and Mo Jiu stretched out his hands, desperately trying to push Qu Xiaoxiao away, but he noticed his move and deliberately pressed his entire body weight on him.

At this moment, the sudden pain and excitement made Mo Jiu forget about Li Muchian and Qu Xiaoxiao. All hatred and resentment... everything had nothing to do with him. He could only feel the pain, and he just wanted to get rid of this kind of pain.

Get out of the suffocating feeling.

Like a child who was bullied after a fight, Mo Jiu's tears fell crazily from his eyes, and his face was wet with tears. His hands were pressed against Qu Xiaoxiao's chest, and he changed from wanting to push him away to becoming passive.

resistance.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts...

Get out of the way, get out of the way...

As soon as Mo Jiu cried and looked at his tears, Qu Xiaoxiao felt unprecedentedly happy in his heart. It was like all the hatred he had in the past for snatching away Li Muxian was avenged at this moment. The twisted pleasure made him even more violent.

, but still said in a panic: "What are you going to do? No, let me go!"

"Get out of the way, please..." Mo Jiu's voice was like a mosquito, pleading to an enemy who was supposed to take revenge.

He no longer even cares whether Li Muxian forgives him, he just wants to breathe a breath of fresh air and seize the last glimmer of life.

This is the instinct of animals to survive, and it is also the last straw that Mo Jiu wants to grasp.

I don’t want it anymore, I don’t want Li Muxian anymore, I don’t want her anymore, please get out of the way...

Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way...

The desire to survive exceeds the desire for love. Mo Jiu is like a beggar on the street. In the face of death, dignity, personality and other things can be discarded. He just wants to survive.

However, Qu Xiaoxiao ignored Mo Jiu at all, and did not think that he was really asking for help, and continued to confuse right and wrong.

Under the double impact of suffocation and the impact on her head, Mo Jiu suddenly lost her light at a certain moment, her eyes suddenly turned dark, and all the movement around her disappeared, becoming dead silent except for the constant buzzing in her mind.

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Mo Jiu's eyes were unfocused, and his pupils were slightly dilated. A warmth spread from the depths of his body, as if it was spreading throughout his body bit by bit.

At this moment, there was a light on his body, and the mountain-like weight disappeared. Mo Jiu climbed onto the shore like a drowning person and began to take a greedy breath of air.

His vision gradually recovered, but it was still hazy. He could only see an integrated outline, surrounded by a light yellow halo, which looked beautiful and warm.

Li Muxian rescued Qu Xiaoxiao from Mo Jiu. His beautiful face became ferocious because of anger. The talisman he held between his two fingers flickered and flickered, as if he would be facing the enemy in the next moment.

Print it out with ink.

The anger in her heart surged beyond description. For the first time, she had murderous intention towards Mo Jiu. What did he want to do? Kill and silence?!

But in the end, Li Muxian still didn't take action against Mo Jiu. It may be because of the relationship they had been with for more than a year, which made her unable to bear to take action.

"Now that you have left, why are you coming back? Leave now and never come back again!" Li Muchian said in a cold voice. After saying this, she turned to look at Qu Xiaoxiao, looking at his swollen cheeks, and wanted to say

Something, and there was a sharp pain in my head again.

She couldn't tell where the pain came from for a moment, but Qu Xiaoxiao had already taken her back to the room.

Before stepping into the door, Qu Xiaoxiao looked back at Mo Jiu who was lying on the ground, feeling proud but also a little regretful.

He wanted to kill Mo Jiu with the help of Li Muxian, but at this point, she still didn't make a move, so he had no choice but to give up.

But after she said such words, Mo Jiu probably had no choice but to leave.

After returning to the room, Qu Xiaoxiao said worriedly: "What if he refuses to leave?"

There was a hint of nervousness in his tone, and his eyes were slightly red, with some mist accumulating in them. Combined with the injuries on his face, he looked sympathetic.

Is he worried that he will forgive Mo Jiu?

Thinking that Qu Xiaoxiao was obviously injured, but he was so nervous and panicked. Li Muxian endured a splitting headache, forced a smile to Qu Xiaoxiao, and pasted a talisman on the wooden door: "He

I have no choice but to leave.”

This means he is determined to let Mo Jiu leave.

After achieving her goal, Qu Xiaoxiao was completely relieved and whispered to Li Muchian: "Your head hurts so much. Just lie on the bed and rest for a while."

It was clear that he was about to cry, but he still cared so much about her. Li Muxian couldn't help but think of how he looked like this when he rescued her from the valley.

On the contrary, I somewhat let down his feelings.

Her eyes softened: "Are you okay?"

"I...I'm fine." Qu Xiaoxiao's heartbeat was beating like a drum, and she looked at Li Muchian's face so close to him. There was a completely different look of concern on her face than before.

Will he get what he dreams of tonight?

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Outside the door, Mo Jiu was lying on her back on the ground, her eyes closed, her chest rising and falling slightly, and she kept breathing deeply.

He remained in that position motionless for more than ten minutes, and the tears gradually stopped flowing in the process.

In front of him was the vast starry sky, but unfortunately he could only see a blurry moon.

After taking a breath, Mo Jiu finally recalled what Li Muxian had just said.

She asked him to leave and never come back...

Thinking of this sentence, Mo Jiu's eyes became sore, and tears flowed down again, which merged with the dust on her cheeks and stained most of her face.

He shed tears, but did not cry out. He just turned his body slowly and silently, stretched out his hand with difficulty and touched the back of his head stiffly, and felt a few pieces of dust and pebbles, as well as a wet hand.

, warm liquid.

So, what is that?

Mo Jiu's pupils suddenly trembled, as if he couldn't believe it, so he put his hand in front of his eyes, got very close, and looked at it carefully for a long time.

Blood, really blood...

He could no longer deceive or comfort himself, and the fear of death made Mo Jiu sob.

The ruthless words he said to Li Muxian were calmer and calmer than expected, as if her forgiveness was not important, as long as he could live, it was better than anything else.

But now the sticky blood on his palm forced him to face a cruel reality, that is, he could not leave Li Muchian, he needed her to save him.

Mo Jiu wanted to get up and sit up, but he felt pain again in his mind. With the world spinning, he fell down.

Fortunately, this time he tried his best to control his body and did not let his head be hurt again.

But he no longer had the strength to get up.

"Help me, help me..." Mo Jiu said hoarsely, but the cry he thought was loud didn't even make a sound. It just vibrated in his throat for a moment, and then dissipated there.

Tears flowed into his mouth, and Mo Jiu tasted tears for the first time.

Sour, despair...

What is the farthest distance in the world?

For Mo Jiu now, it is the distance between him and the door.

Despair gathered in her heart, Mo Jiu looked at the sky blankly, and suddenly at a certain moment, she gritted her teeth, put her hands on the ground, and moved towards the house.

The distance moved was extremely small, but Mo Jiu could really feel it. This was caused by the pain caused by the friction between his body and the ground.

His tears stopped and he stopped crying. The pain gave him some hope at this moment, reminding him that he was getting closer to the house and closer to Li Muchian.

As long as he gets there, he can be saved.

Thinking like this, Mo Jiu continued to move his body there. Because there were still many sawdust and spikes stuck in the soles of his feet, he could only move forward with the palms of his hands. The weight of his entire body was moved by his hands and his back. However,

After a while, the weak pain in his palm suddenly turned into a severe stabbing pain.

Mo Jiu raised her hand to her eyes and looked at it blankly. The dark dust on her palm and fingertips was mixed with the scarlet red of blood. She couldn't see clearly where there was a wound, or a large piece of skin on the palm might have been rubbed.

It fell off, and the pink flesh and blood was exposed.

Mo Jiu wanted to cry again, but he took a deep breath and swallowed back his tears.

Don't cry, Qu Xiaoxiao will laugh...

He is not that fragile yet.

Although thinking this, Mo Jiu's eyes still turned a little red as his palms rubbed against the ground again. He could only close his eyes, not thinking about what he was doing, not feeling the pain, and gradually numbing himself, moving

The body's movements became subconscious, and there was almost no feeling at all.

In the end, when Mo Jiu's head hit the hard wall, he realized that he was close to the house.

Li Muxian is inside, she will save him...

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Mo Jiu didn't know that he had already tasted the feeling of losing trust, and he didn't know whether Li Muxian would save him this time.

But...it's just a matter of a few steps. You don't need to look for him, you just need to walk a few steps. She should be able to save him...

Mo Jiu opened his mouth and found that he couldn't even make the sound stuck in his throat, so he had to give up, raised a hand with difficulty, and knocked on the door backwards.

The next second——

Mo Jiu's movements stopped abruptly. He raised his head and could only see that the talisman attached to the door suddenly flashed with a faint golden light. Then his hand that knocked on the door but had not yet touched it, suddenly

The ground began to tremble, along with his arms and half of his body, and finally began to twitch crazily, almost like a convulsion.

"Ahhhh..."

Mo Jiu opened his mouth wide. He thought he could no longer make a sound, but he still made some sounds, which were broken, hoarse, and weak, like a cry before death.

But the sound was still too low, and people in the house couldn't hear it at all.

Mo Jiu's eyes turned white, and his body was constantly twitching as if he was being electrocuted. The scene was a bit ridiculous.

His mind went blank and he thought he was dead.

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Jiu regained some consciousness and found that he was not dead, and that the talisman on the door had dimmed.

This is energy exhausted.

And his hand continued to knock on the door, stretched out straight and stiffly, resting on the wooden door.

He finally touched the door.

Mo Jiu's gray eyes seemed to have a little hope again, a faint spark flickering. He tried to raise his hand to knock on the door again, but a pain from his bones interrupted his move.

He sadly found that he could no longer control his arms, but he did not lose consciousness. If he wanted to move, the pain that penetrated his bones would defeat him.

How about just forget it, Mo Jiu thought blankly.

He loved Li Muxian wholeheartedly, but was misunderstood and trampled on by her. Could his feelings be worth her saving grace?

A trace of warmth was born from deep inside the body again, and Mo Jiu looked at the eaves blankly.

Here, even the moon can't be seen...

He wanted to see the moon again.

He doesn't want to die yet.

A glimmer of light suddenly lit up in Mo Jiu's eyes. He endured the severe pain of his arm that seemed to be broken, slowly lifted it up, and then dropped it hard.

Bang!

Ringing, he ringing!

Mo Jiu's eyes showed a little bit of surprise, and she waited for the door to open with anticipation in her heart.

In the room, Li Muxian and Qu Xiaoxiao heard the knock on the door.

Qu Xiaoxiao's expression immediately became tense, and she looked at Li Muxian helplessly.

Li Muxian looked at Qu Xiaoxiao who was lying on the bed with medicine already applied on his face. He hesitated for a moment and smiled faintly: "You rest, I won't let him in."

"Yes." Qu Xiaoxiao said softly. At this moment, his scalp suddenly felt numb, but under Li Muxian's gentleness, he regarded it as a numb feeling that made people want to moan. He closed his eyes in comfort.

Eyes closed.

Li Muxian sat beside the bed and looked at Qu Xiaoxiao tenderly. He had been waiting for her all night, and it was her turn to guard him all night.

At this moment, Li Muxian's scalp felt as if it was exploding, and a pinprick-like numbness and pain appeared inexplicably. However, she just thought it was another headache, frowned, shook her head violently, and ignored the feeling.

Outside the door, Mo Jiu stared at the door with his eyes wide open.

He is still lingering.

The time for one stick of incense has passed, the time for two sticks of incense has passed...a full half hour has passed.

The remaining glimmer in Mo Jiu's eyes completely dissipated.

He was like a terminally ill beggar who collapsed in a corner of a dark alley and died silently and without anyone knowing.

At the last second when he lost consciousness, he seemed to see a piece of white snow, saw the snow-white fox smiling at him, saw the falling snow in Winterfell for ten years, and saw the naked body reflected in the lake.

.The naked boy looked surprised, that was his first sight after he transformed.

He looked and looked, but he didn't see Li Muxian. In the end, he actually saw a dazzling moon.

The moon was crescent, hooking up the crescent moon, as if smiling at him.

The moonlight fell gently and softly, shining on him.

It seemed to be the most beautiful sight he had ever seen in his life...

On the bed, Luo Qingwu opened her eyes suddenly and raised her hand to wipe away a teardrop that fell from the corner of her eye.

Strange, how could she cry for no reason?

In the shadows, Fang Yi watched this scene excitedly. She couldn't wait to see the reactions of Li Muxian, Luo Qingwu and Qu Xiaoxiao when they found out that Mo Jiu was dead tomorrow!

With such twisted and dark thoughts, Fang Yi did not take action against Mo Jiu for the time being.

The night was short and she was in no hurry.

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Outside the window, the morning light was slightly bright.

Li Muxian sat beside the bed and watched Qu Xiaoxiao all night.

Her face didn't look very good, a little pale, and there was a faint circle of black under her eyes, as if she had stayed up late.

However, with her cultivation level, even if she didn't sleep for three days and three nights, at most she would feel a little tired in her heart and would not show such a look on her face.

In fact, it was because she didn't know why, but since late at night, her breathing had become inexplicably difficult, as if there was an invisible big hand holding her neck, stopping her breathing.

Her mind began to become chaotic and disordered from that time, and she felt a sense of uneasiness and fear in her heart, which made her have to keep an eye on Qu Xiaoxiao all the time in order to gain some peace of mind.

Now, with the arrival of morning light, the nightmare that accompanied the night seemed to have left, and the depression and discomfort in her heart had also weakened a lot.

She turned her head to look at the paper window, and heard the crisp chirping of insects and birds in her ears, exuding a breath of vitality. Only then did she take a deep breath and relax.

Li Muxian was also able to think about the weird feeling of being haunted by nightmares last night.

In a daze, she remembered that when her parents and master died, she seemed to have the same feeling as last night.

This thought made Li Muxian feel relieved and his heart suddenly trembled, and he quickly gave up the idea.

How can this be?!

However, the deaths of her parents and master have always been what impressed Li Muxian the most. Even if she fell asleep many times and fell into a dream, she would dream about these and wake up with horror.

So most of the time, she doesn't sleep, either practicing or rushing, so that she won't be troubled by nightmares.

Until Mo Jiu came back to her and she learned his true identity, these situations no longer happened...

Li Muxian's expression froze, how could she think of Mo Jiu? Did he abandon and betray her, but she still misses him?

Even so, Li Muxian couldn't help but wonder, could it be that Mo Jiu was in danger after leaving last night?

She disappeared this guess faster than her last thought.

With his level of cultivation, how could he possibly encounter this?

Li Muxian had never thought that he had lost his cultivation, but since he was able to escape from the person who bought him and come all the way here, it proved that his demonic power still existed.

As for the injuries on him last night, they were just a cover-up. He loved his appearance more than his life and spoiled himself like that just to gain her sympathy.

And if she forgives him, how can Qu Xiaoxiao make up for her broken heart?

A betrayal, a life-saving rescue, how to choose between the two is not a difficult multiple-choice question for Li Muxian.

Li Muxian frowned, and the feeling of splitting headache came again.

As soon as Qu Xiaoxiao opened her eyes, she saw Li Muxian raising his hand and pressing his forehead with a distressed look on his face: "What's wrong? Do you still have a headache?"

"Yeah." Li Muxian put his hand down and smiled at Qu Xiaoxiao, "It's okay, it just hurts occasionally."

Qu Xiaoxiao could tell from the bulging veins on her forehead that the pain was obviously not as easy as she said, and she pretended to be fine just to prevent him from worrying.

This discovery made Qu Xiaoxiao feel distressed and sweet. Li Muxian didn't want him to worry. Does it mean that he was really starting to appear in her heart?

"Don't force yourself so much."

Looking at Qu Xiaoxiao's watery eyes with distressed eyes, Li Muchian suddenly felt a headache, and something in her mind seemed to burst out of her cocoon. In order to prevent him from seeing anything strange, she turned around suddenly, covering up the pain caused by the severe pain.

With a twisted and ferocious expression, his tone was pretending to be calm: "How is the injury on your face?"

Qu Xiaoxiao raised her hand and touched her cheek. She still felt a sting and frowned slightly. But when she thought about Li Muchian's attitude towards him and even stayed up all night for him last night, she felt that the punch was really unpleasant.

Fortunately, he frowned and chuckled, "Okay."

"Yeah." Li Muxian nodded slightly, planning to go out for a walk and breathe some fresh air. As soon as he opened the door, one of his arms bent down.

Li Muxian was startled, looked down, and saw Mo Jiu lying outside the door, with one arm raised high, as if pressed against the door. Because she opened the door, her forearm bent down.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at the scene in front of her. Then she blinked her eyelashes and her vision suddenly became blurry.

She didn't seem to understand what was happening.

Her eyes stiffly moved away from Mo Jiu's hand and fell on his face.

There was a bang.

It was like a thunderbolt struck her directly.

Li Muxian suddenly staggered half a step, then froze in place.

Then they saw that Mo Jiu's previously beautiful and alluring face had become the size of a palm and looked gray, covered with a mixture of dust and water.

However, the tears in the corners of his eyes made Li Muchian understand something. These were not water, but Mo Jiu's tears.

Li Muxian's body couldn't help but tremble violently. He wanted to squat down tremblingly, but he couldn't stand firm and knelt directly beside him. Then he stretched out his trembling hand and wiped the stains on Mo Jiu's face.

He looked increasingly pale as snow.

Then, Li Muxian seemed to wake up a little and smoothly put a finger under Mo Jiu's nose.

No…breath…

The air seemed to be dead at this moment.

It seemed like a while, and it seemed like a long time.

Li Muxian's eyes slowly widened in confusion, as if they were pupils made of fear, mixed with a trace of confusion and sluggishness.

"noob?"

She opened her mouth, but didn't hear her own voice. Then she realized that she didn't shout, so she said again: "Xiao Bai..."

She still didn't hear her shouting, and even though she shouted many times, her ears didn't catch a single sound. It seemed like she was really being strangled by the neck, and all the sounds were lost in her throat, being carried away by the invisible

Swallowed by the power coming from the big hand.

Li Muxian opened her mouth again, and suddenly she felt a fishy smell in her throat, and a mouthful of blood suddenly surged up. She coughed violently, and her heart throbbed, as a mouthful of blood spilled out at this moment.

A few drops of blood fell on Mo Jiu's palm-sized face, showing an indescribable sadness.

"cough!"

Li Muxian coughed violently, and blood spurted out. She quickly raised her head and covered her mouth with her left hand to prevent the blood from falling on Mo Jiu's face.

Therefore, she saw a road, a road that had turned dark red, spreading from a dozen meters away to the door.

Li Muxian's gaze took another moment. She gritted her teeth, letting the smell of rust fill her mouth, and stared hard, finally seeing the road clearly.

It is composed of three blood stains, which have been completely dried up after being blown by the night wind all night.

But in front of Li Muxian's eyes, it was so scarlet and bright, so bright that she seemed to be alive at this moment, and the three blood stains turned into twisted poisonous snakes that were about to crawl into her eyes.

Li Muxian raised his head and swallowed the mouthful of thick blood without hesitation. Then his eyes moved to Mo Jiu's hand, and he gently held his hand in the palm of his hand with his clean right hand.

Open it and take a look.

It is a palm that is a mixture of gray and pink. The gray is dust and gravel embedded in the flesh. The pink is the palm of his hand that has been rubbed off by a full layer of skin. It is as tender as a new life and still has solidified residue.

Dark red blood.

This touch of blood also dyed Li Muchian's vision red. The red color filled her eyes. She was still unaware of it. She wiped her left hand covered with blood on her clothes vigorously, and then held up Mo Jiu with trembling hands.

's head.

When he entered his eyes, his white hair was stained with blood, which was shocking.

Li Muxian stared blankly, his expression gradually becoming as ferocious as a demon at this moment!