The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Chapter 280 New World

‘Host, are you okay?!’ the system exclaimed.

‘It’s okay.’ ‘Mo Jiu’ in the data space shook her head.

He still hadn't recovered for a while.

In the previous world, not long ago, Shen Yuehan gave him luck not long after his death.

This happened much faster than he expected. He thought it would take at least a long time to repent before his regret could reach its upper limit.

After receiving his luck, he had no reason to stay there anymore and left immediately.

But this time, Mo Jiu had a sudden idea and covered the surface of his soul with all the luck he had obtained, that is, wrapping himself up with luck.

It was no longer that after a period of dizziness, one would open one's eyes and arrive at the next world, but after a period of loss of consciousness, one would see a large phantom.

He didn't even see clearly what those shadows were, and could only barely capture the environment he was in. There was only a faint light, and more darkness and gloom. Then he encountered an indescribable pressure, as if it was his soul. It was as if he was stuffed into a small space, and he lost consciousness instantly.

Then it is woken up by the system.

Mo Jiu bared his teeth, and there was severe pain all over his body, but this 'body' was made up of soul, which meant that his soul had suffered a lot of damage.

Is this the Lord God’s power?

Consider it awesome...

Mo Jiu said it was okay, but in fact he couldn't concentrate at all. He couldn't think about what the thing he saw was, whether he discovered some secret by accident, or whether this was the Lord God's method.

The system had long since learned not to listen to what Mo Jiu said, but to look at his expression and look. Finding that he looked a little uncomfortable, he stretched out his two small hands and closed them like a crab's pincers: 'Can I give you a massage?'

"No need!" Mo Jiu quickly refused.

The system's massage is very effective, but turning the soul into data and then modifying it is still too unacceptable. He is afraid that it will accidentally cause some 'bugs' for him, so who should he look for? Reasoning?

'Have you reached the next world now?'

Since Mo Jiu said no, the system will not force it: 'Well. Do I need to transfer the memory to you?'

'Let me take a moment and see what the world is like first.'

His soul was injured, and if he accepted the memory rashly, an accident would probably occur.

Thinking like this, Mo Jiu slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing you see when you open your eyes is the caisson, which is carved with exquisite patterns and arranged in an orderly and neat manner, giving off a solemn and grand atmosphere.

Just by looking at this ceiling, Mo Jiu knew that his status this time was unusual.

He turned his head slightly, and suddenly caught something in his peripheral vision, and his movements stopped.

He seemed to see a white flower. A piece of the flower...

Did the original owner have so much fun?

Mo Jiu hesitated for a moment, then turned his head. He had seen more exaggerated scenes, and the scene in front of him was obviously not enough...

He froze on the bed.

He has never seen this scene before!

He saw several people lying on the ground under his bed, all naked, and more importantly, there seemed to be a chain tied around their necks, and their white bodies were All traces of bruises!

This, this, this...

Even Mo Jiu, who is used to seeing big scenes, is not very good at it. The original owner really dared to play like this!

Which young master is this... No, no, no, no young master would dare to do such a thing, and it is impossible for him to do such a thing, and it is not his world. In this world, it should be about the same for the eldest ladies of other families.

Are you afraid it's not a demon cultivator? For example, it's really the Holy Son of He Huan Sect or something...

After thinking about it, this answer turned out to be the most reliable.

Mo Jiu subconsciously wanted to activate his magic power, but found that there was nothing in his body. It was not because he did not control the method to activate it, but it was indeed the case. This body was just a mortal body.

In this way, even the magic cultivator's speculation was overturned.

Doubts filled her heart, and Mo Jiu wanted to receive the memory, but she didn't dare because her soul was injured, so she could only remain confused.

A splitting headache emerged from the depths of her mind. Mo Jiu frowned and closed her eyes, intending to pretend she hadn't woken up and sleep for a while longer.

It's an escape, but it's really difficult for him to deal with those women under the bed without the memory of the original owner.

Just as he was about to turn his head back, the women seemed to notice something and suddenly woke up. As if they had made a huge mistake, their faces instantly lost all color, but they still got up, grabbed the ground with their heads, and let out a series of shaking sounds.

He kept kneeling and buckling his head and remained motionless.

Everyone else was like this. Apparently she found that he was awake and could no longer pretend to be asleep. Mo Jiu sat up from the bed.

Only when he got up did he realize that the brocade clothes he was wearing were so smooth and supple. It didn't look like clothes, but more like he was wearing a milk suit.

Even the clothes that Feng Jiu...that man found for him and woven from the best things couldn't reach this level.

The identity of the original owner seems to be more noble.

Mo Jiu suddenly thought of a possibility, but he was not sure. There were still these women to deal with, so he put it aside for the time being.

He sat up completely, and his long, silky hair fell down, spreading out like a puddle of water on the bed.

He subconsciously reached out and touched his hair. Normally, if his hair was so silky, his appearance wouldn't be too bad.

After touching it for a while, I paused and realized that it probably didn't fit the character, so I stopped immediately.

Fortunately, these women all knelt on the ground and did not look at him. It didn't matter even if it violated their character.

Mo Jiu opened her lips: "Raise your head."

There should be no problem with a sentence, and he heard his own voice, which was obviously without any emotion. However, his casual words sounded very low, and contained a faint hint of coldness.

When these women heard these words, their bodies trembled clearly, but they did not dare to disobey, and they slowly raised their heads. Their faces were different, but they were equally beautiful, and they also looked as if they were dead.

face.

Mo Jiu was surprised in her heart. The appearance of these women was really extraordinary. If appearance was linked to luck, they would at least be considered the second or third female in every world.

But here, they all knelt in front of him, not daring to make any unnecessary noise or make any move of resistance.

It seems that the original owner tortured them too hard.

If the original owner has a violent personality, will it not be considered a violation even if he does something that may go against his character?

Thinking of this, Mo Jiu spoke again, and his voice was deliberately a little colder: "Who am I?"

He wanted to know the identity of the original owner from their mouths.

However……

"Woof!"

"Woof woof!"

Mo Jiu:?