The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Chapter 404 Stomach Pain Situation

Should we say that reality is different from imagination?

Mo Jiu had been worried about a similar situation for a long time, but when it actually happened, he was inexplicably calm, except for a slight stomachache.

This was the reason why he didn't want to reveal his identity. Not even the possibility of violating system rules was considered the major part. The main thing was that he was worried about the scene before him.

Mo Jiu took a deep breath and waved: "Come in, everyone."

Luo Xian's face changed slightly: "Xiaojiu..."

Mo Jiu ignored her and shouted from a distance: "Come here." Then he turned and walked into the room.

The next moment, two soft masses pressed against his back.

Luo Xian's voice was hoarse: "Xiaojiu, do you want to accept them?"

Mo Jiu was speechless: "Why don't you accept them? This matter must be opened. Since we always have to open it up, the sooner the better. You know my character and I don't like to delay."

"So, you won't accept them?" Luo Xian whispered.

Mo Jiu: "..."

"Um."

In the end, he reluctantly responded and gave Luo Xian a positive answer.

Luo Xian suddenly became happy: "I thought..."

"Don't think so, let go." Mo Jiu lowered his voice, "They are coming."

Luo Xian reluctantly let go, and the thin robe on Mo Jiu's body turned into a complete set of neatly dressed clothes.

Mo Jiu's mouth twitched.

This damn possessiveness.

But the facts proved that Luo Xian's method was right. Almost as soon as Mo Jiu was dressed, Luo Qingwan and the others rushed over. They were running all the way.

Mo Jiu turned around and looked at them again.

Without the long distance before, the emotions in their eyes could be expressed more intensely. Mo Jiu saw strong longing and indescribable complexity in their eyes.

"Master...?"

"Xiaojiu...?"

Luo Xian frowned.

Mo Jiu said softly: "Yeah."

Both of them suddenly felt the urge to cry.

The person they were longing for and had been searching for for a long time actually appeared in front of them a long time ago, but none of them noticed it.

They all have a question in their hearts, why didn't Mo Jiu tell them before?

But this problem became less important in the face of the surprise of meeting him again.

"Sit down."

As soon as Mo Jiu finished speaking, Luo Xian conjured up a table and four chairs, two of which were close together. She held his hand and sat on them immediately.

Seeing this, Luo Qingwan and his wife's surprise ended abruptly. They knew that Luo Xian was protesting, but there was nothing they could do.

Mo Jiu glanced at Luo Xian and saw a somewhat aggrieved look on her face.

The dignified emperor deliberately acted cute, and even Mo Jiu couldn't stand it, and he couldn't even express the blame.

In the eyes of Luo Qingwan and the others, Mo Jiu looked helpless and doting towards Luo Xian.

The close relationship between Mo Jiu and Luo Xian was already shocking and unacceptable to them, but what surprised them even more was that Luo Xian would show such a pitiful expression?

Even though they were still here, she didn't shy away from it.

This simply overturned Luo Xian's image of being invincible in their hearts.

But when they sat down, Luo Xian looked indifferent, as if the flash of grievance just now was just their illusion.

Mo Jiu's eyes fell on the faces of Luo Qingwan and Luo Qingwu. He glanced back and forth and found that they were both silent.

He had no choice but to speak first: "Qingwan..."

"Master!" Luo Qingwan stared blankly at Mo Jiu. This familiar call sounded, and she finally confirmed that Mo Jiu was Mo Xuan.

There is no mistake, the tone of calling her is right, he is the master!

But after calling out, Mo Jiu didn't know what to say, especially when Luo Xian's eyes fell on him. He could feel her deep sorrow without looking.

He was really sure whether he would be soft or hard, and he was very controlled.

Mo Jiu gritted her teeth and suddenly said: "Qingwan, Qingwu, why did you come to this world?"

The topic changed so quickly that no one could react.

The two of them looked at each other and were silent for a moment. Luo Qingwu said: "It appeared in Luo Xian's mind."

"I know." Mo Jiu said slowly, "I mean, have you ever thought about why you appear in Luo Xian's mind? It's not someone else, it's you, it's Luo Xian."

Luo Xian said: "We are the same person."

Luo Qingwan and Luo Qingwu raised their eyes to look at her, but neither of them refuted.

This is a fact that they have discussed long ago.

Mo Jiu turned around: "So, you are the subject?"

Otherwise, why accept Luo Qingwan and Luo Qingwu's souls.

"I seem to understand something..." Mo Jiu murmured to himself, "Why has no one in your world ever ascended, and why do you and them play the role of foil?"

The three women all sat up straighter, waiting for an answer from Mo Jiu's mouth.

"Does this look like I am deliberately targeting and punishing you? To disperse your soul is to disperse your power, sealing the world where the subject is, so that your strength can only reach a certain level."

"Even if it weren't for me, you might not become Emperor Zun at all..."

Thinking about it this way, all of these are interconnected and are a prison set for Luo Xian.

Luo Xian was stunned for a moment, but remained calm. He raised his head and glanced at the blue sky, shook his head and said, "Probably not."

Mo Jiu also understood. If he told the truth, how could Tiandao not respond?

Then this guess was overturned, and he couldn't think of anything more reasonable for the moment.

"Perhaps we have to wait until we get up before we can reveal the truth..." Mo Jiu whispered.

He felt something and said nothing.

The three women's eyes were firmly locked on him again, making his scalp feel numb.

Why would he suddenly want to explore the truth, just to change the subject?

Now that the truth has not been discovered, the topic has changed again, and he needs to deal with this difficult situation.

Mo Jiu pressed her temples and thought for a long time, then slowly said: "I think we can get along harmoniously."

"Qingwan, I raised you like a child. In my heart, you will always be a little girl who worships me as my teacher."

As soon as these words came out, Luo Qingwan's face suddenly turned pale: "Master..."

Mo Jiu pretended not to see it, and made up her mind: "From now on, we should still get along with each other as master and disciple."

After saying that, he ignored Luo Qingwan's expression and turned to look at Luo Qingwu. Her face was already slightly pale.

"We're just friends, right?"

"Yeah." Mo Jiu nodded lightly.

Facing Luo Qingwu was much easier to deal with than Luo Qingwan, because nothing really happened between him and her.