The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Chapter 277 Loss of Spirituality

The birthday party once again ended without an end.

This time, some disciples from Baihong Valley finally had opinions.

No matter how guilty they felt towards Mo Jiu, the negative emotions existed in their hearts and gradually disappeared over time. After two consecutive banquets, they could not resist the confusion and anger in their hearts.

But due to the fact that no one expressed their dissatisfaction with the young man and Shen Yuehan, the guilt towards Mo Jiu probably disappeared directly because of this incident.

The two owe each other nothing.

Luo Yuebai returned to her residence. Unlike others, she was thinking about the reason for stopping the banquet again.

She still couldn't figure it out, so she shook her head and stopped thinking about it.

She just wanted to see Mo Jiu again...

But now he should be extremely happy getting along with Shen Yuehan, right?

Luo Yuebai shook his head again, with a faint bitter smile on his face.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, but she always had indescribable feelings for Mo Jiu, as if she owed him something in her previous life and needed to repay him in this life.

She wants to atone for her sins.

But it is obviously not her turn to repay the young man now. Even if there is no Shen Yuehan, there will still be Cheng Caixuan...

She seemed to be particularly sensitive to the feelings between others and Mo Jiu. When she just caught a glimpse of Cheng Caixuan's eyes looking at Mo Jiu, she understood something.

Maybe there was a previous life, but in this life, the boy could not belong to her.

What else do you have to worry about?

Luo Yuebai shook off the sad thoughts in her mind, took off her white boots and sat up cross-legged, intending to numb herself with practice.

But before practicing, she stared deeply at the portrait hanging on the wall.

The person in the painting is her, and Mo Jiu painted it for her.

From the first day she got this painting, she hung it on the wall so that whether she was practicing or resting, she could always see it the first time she opened her eyes.

And as long as she sees this painting, she will feel relaxed, as if this painting contains some magic, or maybe she just has an unspeakable thought for Mo Jiu, and she also likes the painting he gave to her. , only then did I get such a psychological hint...

Maybe there is something magical about the boy's painting. At least the person in the painting is not the same as her, but more like...her future self? She has also been working hard towards her 'future self'.

Luo Yuebai closed her eyes and her breathing gradually disappeared.

I don't know how much time passed, but suddenly at a certain moment, her body trembled violently as if struck by lightning, and then her whole body began to twitch like a spasm.

She opened her eyes, her eye sockets were filled with bloodshot eyes, and she gritted her teeth tightly, as if she was resisting something.

"puff!"

Finally, a small mouthful of blood foam was spat out, and Luo Yuebai finally became normal and fell there, panting violently.

Her black hair was messy and her eyes were full of horror.

She almost went crazy just now. If she didn't have perfect control over her spiritual power, she might have become a corpse now.

"What's going on..." Luo Yuebai said in a low voice.

Could it be that thinking about Mo Jiu all the time almost caused a disaster?

"What does it have to do with him?"

It was impossible for her to pass the responsibility to the boy for no reason. In fact, even if it was him who caused it, I don't know if she would blame him...

She straightened out the messy anger in her chest, then raised her head habitually and looked at the painting.

This sight made Luo Yuebai tremble even more than being obsessed, because the originally intact painting had become mottled at some point, as if time had acted on the painting, destroying all traces in a matter of hundreds of years.

"No...no!"

Luo Yuebai rushed over.

This was something Mo Jiu gave her, and it was the only thing left to her that could give her something to miss.

…

At the same time, the same situation also happened in the residence of other disciples in Baihong Valley.

The paintings Mo Jiu gave them had their marks unknowingly erased and confused, and their future selves, who were originally high-spirited or high-spirited, all became weird and distorted.

There were also a few disciples who started cultivating as soon as they returned, but they also went crazy. Fortunately, they managed to resolve the crisis by relying on their cultivation.

Finally, someone connected the banquet incident and realized that something might have happened to the boy!

…

Shen Yuehan closed his eyes and slowly opened them. There was some bloodshot eyes at the corners.

She is controlling her emotions and suppressing her inner demons.

Otherwise, if it were really born, the entire Baihong Valley would be devastated.

There was a hoarse voice in my mind that kept shouting: "You killed him, you killed him!"

"Wen Muxi no longer has the Jueming Body, and the Jueming Body has been transferred to Lian'er. This is not a gain or a loss, but you tried to use this method to change the situation from the beginning, and now you succeeded, you succeeded in killing him!"

"You have to be buried with him, you have to be buried with Lian'er!"

"Shut up!" Shen Yue shouted coldly, gritting her teeth, and green veins appeared on her forehead, "Lian'er is not yours to scream..."

But this thing is a demon in her heart, even if it is just born, every word she speaks is the truth and fact that she most does not want to face in her heart.

Although Shen Yuehan knew that this was the inner demon influencing her and trying to replace her, her subconscious had already admitted that everything it said was right...

All of this was Mo Jiu's destined ending. If nothing unexpected happened, he would die like this in the end.

But that was only before... She had not continued to exchange Wen Muxi and Mo Jiu long ago...

But the result is here, in her arms...

Even this ending was created by her...

Shen Yuehan didn't even dare to lower her head to look at the boy. She was afraid that with one glance, the inner demon's power would grow infinitely and it would be easy to destroy her, the rightful owner.

Because she knows the nature of the inner demon, which is born from the owner's obsession and regret.

If the inner demon really replaces her, the only thing it will do in its entire life and subvert the whole world is to resurrect Mo Jiu.

Shen Yuehan slowly lowered his head and looked at the young man in his arms.

His face was so calm, just a little pale, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

Resurrection him...resurrection him...even if it takes everything, sacrifices everything...even if the whole world collapses, we must resurrect him...

There was a bit of gray mist in Shen Yuehan's eyes, which was about to fill up in an instant.

"Master!"

At this moment, a shout woke up Shen Yuehan, her expression returned to normal, and she hugged Mo Jiu and opened the door.

Cheng Caixuan, Lin Xi, and Wen Muxi were all outside the door. They were holding a painting in their hands and looked sad.

Shen Yuehan just took one look at it and understood something instantly. He immediately took out her preserved portrait and saw that she was still intact on it, but the sadness, despair and death were so rich that they were about to overflow from it.

There is no difference between her and her now...