The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Chapter 435 Real or fake?

It's just that my brain doesn't seem to be working very well.

Mo Jiu suddenly couldn't help but move closer to Yan Luo. He found that her eyes seemed a little strange, and her pupils had no brilliance.

Thinking again that her eyes showed no emotion, Mo Jiu couldn't help but said: "You... can't see it?"

He subconsciously wanted to say "blind man", but felt that this was inappropriate and too offensive, so he changed his words.

Can’t see?

Yama looked at this man and stared at the mole under his eyes.

It seems that if she can't see, he will sympathize with her?

At least there is no longer the anger and coldness just now.

If she could gain this man's sympathy in this way, then she could not see him.

Yan Luo nodded slowly.

Knowing that this woman was indeed invisible, Mo Jiu's voice weakened a little: "Then why did you come here?"

How could an invisible woman be so beautiful without anyone by her side?

"Where is your family?" Mo Jiu frowned.

Yama shook his head again.

Mo Jiu couldn't help but raise her voice: "No?!"

"and you……"

Mo Jiu thought that Yan Luo was deceiving him, but she also thought, why does she need to do this?

He thought of something and said jokingly: "Don't tell me that you came from another world."

Mo Jiu smiled and picked up a glass of water on the table. She slowly walked to the door and looked around.

He wondered if this woman was some kind of UP host, filming some new type of show, looking for a random person to play pranks on?

He took a sip of water, hesitated for a moment, and closed the door.

He won't take action against Yama, so she is very safe, but he is worried that someone will take action against him, such as the immortal dance or something, so it is safer to close the door.

Mo Jiu turned around and saw Yan Luo nodding slightly towards him, and the crown on his head was shaking slightly.

"Pfft...sorry!"

Mo Jiu squirted out a mouthful of water. Did she really come from another world? Are you kidding me?

He wiped his mouth: "Are you referring to the character you cosplayed?"

"Yam Luo." Yama opened his lips.

She still remembers her name.

Mo Jiu heard Yama's voice again. It was slightly hoarse, but it had a special magnetism, like a clear water in a deep pond, cold and cold.

Mo Jiu turned on her phone and started looking for UP owners with more than one million followers.

With such looks and voice, even if the video has no substantive content, just by sitting in front of the camera, he will have at least one million fans online.

Oh, that's not the case. With the beauty and filters turned on, there are a lot of looks that can rival hers.

"The reborn Prince of Hell?" Mo Jiu glanced at Yama Luo, "It doesn't look like that."

The main reason is that her figure is too plump... The black robe worn on her looks like a tight-fitting cheongsam, full of temptation, but there is no trace of death and forlornness at all?

But he has seen this kind of cosplayer a lot, and usually it’s not her who says it, and no one knows who her cosplayer is.

"Although I don't know what program you are filming, I don't want to be on camera at all, so remember to go back and delete all the scenes where I appear."

Mo Jiu opened the door and stretched out his right hand: "Then, King Yama, you can leave."

Don't believe it?

Yama felt strong suspicion from this man.

But in this situation, why wouldn't he take action against himself?

Yama has forgotten almost all his memories, but he vaguely remembers that in such a threatening situation, most people would take action directly.

"Why are you still here?" Mo Jiu's eyes turned cold again, "You are breaking into a private house without my permission. I don't want to play pretend games with you anymore. Now, get out immediately.

I’m going to rest!”

If he stays here any longer, he will risk being bullied by the Internet and make a video to diss this woman.

I really don’t care about anything for the sake of traffic.

Yama looked at him calmly.

There was silence for a long time, and just when Mo Jiu couldn't help but prepare to take action, Yan Luo slowly raised his hand.

Mo Jiu followed her movements and watched.

Her hands are also very beautiful, slender and slender, without nail polish, and her fingertips are a healthy light pink.

Although you look so outstanding, why do you use this method to earn traffic?

Mo Jiu doesn't understand.

The next moment, a small flame suddenly appeared in Yama's palm.

Time stands still at this moment.

After a long while, Mo Jiu slowly said: "What kind of prop is this?"

He would rather it be some high-tech thing he's never seen before than have it be real.

Yama Luo said quietly: "As you can see."

"Am I tired and confused?" Mo Jiu murmured, and then said loudly, "You perform it again and I'll see."

This time, he got closer, close enough to smell a faint smell. It couldn't be said to be good or unpleasant, but it had a somewhat unique smell.

Without saying anything, Yama focused his energy on his palms again.

She vaguely remembered that it was easy for her to perform this technique, but when she tried it, it was extremely difficult.

But in order to make Mo Jiu believe it, she used it again.

Mo Jiu's pupils shrank.

This time he could clearly see that there were some props hidden in his wrists, or they popped out directly from his palms.

Even when he stretched out two fingers to test, he could feel a somewhat hot temperature.

"Isn't it hot?" Mo Jiu couldn't help but asked.

Yama extinguished the flame: "It's not hot..."

She tried to keep her voice as calm as possible, but it still trembled a bit.

Just maintaining such a small flame consumed most of her energy.

She couldn't help but wonder, who was she before? Can she really cast this spell easily?

Mo Jiu swallowed slowly.

He believed it.

There is no way not to believe this. There is no stronger proof than rubbing fire in your palms.

"Then let me change the question, how did you... travel to this world?" Mo Jiu was still in a daze when he asked this question. Did he really encounter a plot that only appeared in novels?

Another familiar shake of the head.

But Mo Jiu no longer felt a trace of irritation.

The appearance of Yama was like throwing a huge boulder into a pond, causing ripples in his already stagnant life.

"Then besides this accident, what other abilities do you have?" Mo Jiu said quickly, "Don't show it if it's too dangerous."

Yan Luo didn't move for a long time, and Mo Jiu was startled for a moment before he realized that his attitude was a little too strange.

He was able to accept this situation quickly, and even felt fear or excitement about it, which Yama should not be able to do.

Is she also wary of herself?

Unexpectedly, Yama spoke for the third time: "No more."

It turns out that he can only rub fire with one palm!