The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Chapter 359 Rational Mo Jiu

Now, what is Luo Xian pretending to be? What is he deceiving himself about?

If what she said is true, then she had the idea of ​​turning him into a corpse puppet before. Because this would allow him to gain consciousness little by little until he is resurrected. But it is only a possibility, not certain. For

I didn't want to hurt him again, so I didn't do this.

Oh.

If the Lord God hadn't absorbed his soul into this world, let alone fifty years, five hundred or five thousand years later, he wouldn't have been born with consciousness! Maybe it was really possible, but it wouldn't be the real him.

Taking a step back, if this method is really feasible, the reason why Luo Xian doesn't dare to try to resurrect him is because he doesn't want to hurt him again?

It was Luo Xian who cut off his head with his own hands!

For the first time, Mo Jiu felt that it was extremely stupid for him to be friends with someone like Luo Xian, and he almost fell in love with her.

He was even a little glad that Luo Xian killed him. He didn't really die, and he really got to know someone. This was much better than being deceived by her again after he expressed his feelings to Luo Xian and got together with her.

Judging from Luo Xian's hypocrisy, even if she doesn't like herself, she may still accept his feelings.

Mo Jiu closed her eyes and stopped thinking about these meaningless things.

Therefore, he did not see how Luo Xian led him into a valley shrouded in fairy mist. It was so beautiful that it was not like the human world, but more like a fairyland.

I don’t know how long has passed, maybe half a month? Maybe two months? Being trapped in this body, Mo Jiu has long lost the perception of the passage of time. Only by closing his heart can he barely survive the loneliness.

time.

Only then did Mo Jiu realize the significance of Wang Ya's existence.

It's really hard to live without her.

After many days, Mo Jiu opened her eyes.

He only knows that he has always been alive, Luo Xian did not destroy him, and he does not know what she is doing.

As soon as he woke up, he immediately felt something different. He seemed... able to move?

Mo Jiu sat up suddenly. It was such a simple action. After he performed it, he almost cried with joy.

He finally got rid of the constraints of this body and was able to control his own body!

Before Mo Jiu had time to be happy, a figure appeared in front of him. It was a stunning woman. Her peerless elegance could be clearly felt at the first glance. It was also the first time that Mo Jiu felt suffocated by the appearance of a woman. She was so beautiful.

To satisfy all his fantasies about fairies.

He looked at her blankly and found that he had no impression of her in his mind. Her temperament was noble and graceful, her face expressionless, but her eyebrows exuded a little softness, like a compassionate saint.

Then, she raised her two arms and slowly pulled Mo Jiu into her arms.

Feeling the softness of the peaks against her chest, Mo Jiu came back to her senses and vaguely thought that her facial features seemed to be similar to Luo Xian.

A possibility emerged in her mind, but Mo Jiu couldn't believe it.

Until the woman said: "You finally woke up."

"You, are you Luo Xian?" Mo Jiu hesitated.

"Yes." Luo Xian let go of Mo Jiu and looked at him softly, gradually reuniting with the girl who liked to look at him with a smile many years ago.

Looking at Luo Xian's appearance and her temperament, Mo Jiu could understand that he was wrong. It had been a long, long time since the day he died. It had been so long that Luo Xian had fully grown up and became a majestic and strong man.

, and also became a mature woman.

"What time is it now?" Mo Jiu covered her head, digesting the huge amount of information.

Luo Xian said softly: "Tian Yuan is five hundred and seventy-nine thousand three hundred and one years."

As she spoke, she stretched out two slender jade fingers and put them on Mo Jiu's temples. Her cold fingertips touched the skin, sending gentle energy into her mind to relieve Mo Jiu's pain.

Mo Jiu murmured to himself: "Ten thousand years..."

Ten thousand years, ten thousand years have actually passed.

Ten years is enough for things and people to change. Ten thousand years, how many changes will be made?

Mo Jiu was shocked by this time and looked at Luo Xian blankly: "Then why did you..."

"That's the clone." Luo Xian explained softly, as if she would patiently answer Mo Jiu's questions.

Mo Jiu said: "What about Meng You, Li Baifan and the others?"

Luo Xiandao: "I live in Wuzhou and have lived in seclusion there for thousands of years."

Mo Jiu remained silent, roughly understanding the situation of the people he knew well.

"Thank you for saving me." Mo Jiu stood up and looked around, realizing that she was outside and could see the mountains and rivers in the distance at a glance.

Luo Xian paused: "No need to thank me, this is what I should do."

Mo Jiu nodded slightly: "Can I send you off?"

Luo Xian's expression changed instantly. Over ten thousand years, even a mouse would have the mentality of not changing his expression even if Mount Tai collapsed, let alone Luo Xian? Her strength would give her more confidence.

But in front of Mo Jiu, her composure was like empty talk, which could be easily broken by a simple word.

"Are you leaving? Why?" Luo Xian frowned slightly, a little confused.

Mo Jiu smiled softly. In his imagination, he might not be able to control his emotions when confronting Luo Xian. But when he really stood in front of her, his face seemed to have experienced the same pain for thousands of years.

Precipitation, inner peace and tranquility, only rationality.

"Because I'm not your friend, right?" Mo Jiu stared at her beautiful face.

Luo Xian shook his head: "No, of course you are my friend, you are my only true friend."

"A close friend you killed with your own hands?" Mo Jiu raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile.

It's not like he's talking about his own death, but like he's telling a funny joke.

As soon as these words came out, Luo Xian's expression stiffened, and a strong guilt swept through her heart. She said uneasily: "Xiaojiu, I can explain..."

"Shh." Mo Jiu's brows suddenly frowned, and her index finger lightly pressed against her lips, "Don't call me that."

Yes, in this world, he told others his real name.

This was another thing he regretted.

Mo Jiu put down her hand and laughed again: "I understand. You killed me because I hurt Meng You. But you saved me again. Does this mean you have forgiven me?"

"But I can't forgive myself. I actually hurt Meng You. I'm no longer worthy of being friends with you." Mo Jiu raised her chin slightly, "It's me who is not qualified anymore, understand? So, I understand you.

.Thank you for being willing to save me, but I think I should leave now."

"Xiaojiu, don't talk about yourself like that..." Luo Xian couldn't tell that Mo Jiu was mocking her?

She reached out to hold his hand, but Mo Jiu raised his hand to avoid it and glanced at her: "Can you hold Meng You's hand?"

Luo Xian was slightly startled.

Of course not, because he is Li Baifan's lover and her best friend...

Her pupils shrank.

"I know what the answer is, no." Mo Jiu laughed softly, "Then what do you mean by wanting to hold my hand? Before I died, besides being friends, I had other relationships with you.

Or is it that Meng You and Li Baifan are together and you want to get along with me? Is this why you saved me? "