The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

After receiving Feng Jiuyou's promise, Mo Jiu fell down as if she had lost all her strength.

Feng Jiuyou was slightly frightened, and hugged Mo Jiu firmly, making him collapse in her arms.

Just seeing Xiao Muxue in danger made him nervous, so panicked that he couldn't even control his body?

Feng Jiuyou pursed her lips tightly, and her calm chest finally rose and fell.

This shows how unpeaceful she is right now.

But looking at Mo Jiu's pale face, she finally took a step towards the mountain-shaking beast.

But as soon as she took a step, her eyes showed a hint of surprise and her eyes became serious.

It seemed like she didn't need to take action anymore.

In the distance, Xiao Muxue held onto Yechi tightly and tried all her strength to keep standing, preventing herself from falling to the ground.

As for going down the mountain?

A huge ravine appeared in front of them, cutting off their way out like a natural chasm.

At the same time, an invisible force collapsed, making everything here seem to be stuck in a quagmire, completely becoming a restricted area. Even if you can fly in the air, you can't fly half a meter.

The current situation is no longer simply facing a ferocious beast, but more like a struggle against heaven and earth. This kind of power is like the mighty power of nature, leaving no one with the slightest thought of resistance.

Xiao Muxue took a deep breath and made some determination: 'Master, take Xiaochi and leave.'

After saying this, she felt a lot more relaxed, and a smile appeared on her face at this moment: "The disciple cannot fulfill his promise and find you a new body. But Xiaochi is more talented than me.

If you follow him, he will resurrect you one day.'

Hearing this, the old woman was stunned, and after a moment she chuckled: 'That's nonsense. How can the master be alive and the disciple be dead?'

She exhaled slowly. She was still a little hesitant in her heart, but after hearing Xiao Muxue's words, she also made up her mind.

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Muxue felt a surging power emerging from her body, and then gradually flowing out of her body.

She didn't know what happened, but she felt a sense of panic deep down in her heart, as if if she continued like this, she would lose something important.

"Neither you nor your brother will die." The old woman smiled, her voice no longer old, but became sweet and sweet, as if she had returned to her prime.

'It's been a long time since I've experienced this feeling. It turns out... the old woman was still young.'

The next moment, a bright light and shadow appeared from Xiao Muxue's body.

Xiao Muxue's heart was trembling. She already understood what the old woman was going to do. She could no longer restrain herself, so she opened her mouth and shouted: "Master!"

Yepool looked shocked when he heard her call.

"From now on, you can only go on alone. Don't give up."

As the old woman's words fell, Xiao Muxue felt that all the pressure dissipated in an instant, and then an invisible force appeared again, but it was no longer oppression, but pulling, taking her and Yechi into the air.

In addition, Luo Ningyun and his party who were still on the mountain were also rescued by the old woman from a long distance away.

They were covered in blood, with a look of panic still on their faces, but when their bodies flew up uncontrollably, they showed deep confusion and shock, not understanding what was happening.

In the end, all the dozen or so people were brought out by the old woman against the pressure of the mountain-shaking beast, and landed on the ground not far away.

Xiao Muxue had just stood firm and was about to say something when the old woman's last chuckle rang in her ears.

'Little girl, I am very proud to have you as my disciple...'

"Master!" Xiao Muxue roared sadly, and two lines of tears suddenly fell from her eyes.

The people around them looked at the light and shadow gradually dissipating in front of them with shocked expressions.

Was it Xiao Muxue's master who... saved them?

Ye Chi hugged Xiao Muxue tightly and cried bitterly, his eyes were moist, and he kept comforting: "Sister Muxue, don't cry, you still have me..."

Feng Jiuyou looked away, and except for the hint of shock that appeared before, there was no longer any trace of emotion on her face.

In her eyes, the old woman's sacrifice was just the weakness and powerlessness of the weak.

If you are powerful, why can't you protect the things you cherish?

But when Xiao Muxue lowered her head and looked at Mo Jiu, her expression darkened again.

"They survived."

When Mo Jiu felt the pain subside, she knew that Xiao Muxue and Ye Chi were out of danger.

But he also knew that Feng Jiuyou didn't take action, so who saved them?

'Can you see what's going on there?'

'Ah?' The system raised its head and blinked its big eyes, 'What did you say?'

'Pretend I didn't say anything.'

He was stupid enough to ask questions like this about the system.

'Okay.' The system lowered his head, suddenly thought of something, and said while playing, 'I only heard the sound of master, and he seemed to be crying.'

master?

Is he Xiao Muxue's master?

Mo Jiu was stunned for a moment, and he guessed an idea in just a moment.

It must have been Xiao Muxue's master who rescued them.

And Xiao Muxue's master is also attached to her body just like Feng Jiuyou.

The most strange thing about a world where a girl of fortune is that she doesn’t have a golden finger.

But the system also said that there was crying in Xiao Muxue's shout...

Could it be that her master died trying to save them?

Thinking of this, Mo Jiu suddenly felt a chill.

Will he change the original world line?

Let the golden finger of the Lady of Luck disappear...

The severity of this consequence may not be less than if Xiao Muxue died directly!

But he soon calmed down.

He is now not being punished by the system.

In other words, in the established world line, Xiao Muxue's master also sacrificed himself to save them at this time.

The process may have changed somewhat, but the results have not.

Seeing that Mo Jiu seemed to be in a daze and didn't respond to her for a long time, Feng Jiuyou frowned slightly and took one of his hands to check his pulse. But when he saw his wrist that had turned blue and purple, the look in his eyes

Somewhat ugly.

Mo Jiu then remembered her, opened her eyes with difficulty, and weakly opened her lips: "Thank you..."

Feng Jiuyou was easily aroused with anger: "I don't need your thanks."

Not only did she not take action at all, even if she did, she would not ask for Mo Jiu's thanks.

Because his thanks were for Xiao Muxue...

Feng Jiuyou's eyes narrowed. She actually cared about Mo Jiu to this extent?

She had never had so many emotions for one person before.

Why now...

Obviously there is nothing special about him.

Feng Jiuyou was in a rare state of confusion.

At this moment, a group of figures appeared in the sky not far away.

They followed the movement and came here, but they were blocked by two elders on the way. Only a small group of people were able to temporarily restrain the two of them while the rest came to see the cause of the movement.

"It turns out to be a mountain-shaking beast."

They finally knew why the movement happened.

But soon, their attention was attracted by Mo Jiu and Feng Jiuyou below.

Mo Jiu's appearance is really too delicate. At this moment, his face is pale and his forehead is covered with fragrant sweat, which gives people an extremely fragile and pitiful feeling. Even from such a long distance, it makes people feel helpless.

Notice him.

"I didn't expect that there would be unexpected gains." A flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of the leading demon cultivator, and then a strong greed emerged, "Let's go, snatch this man, and bring it back to your Majesty!"