The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Chapter 437 Life and Death

Now Mo Jiu has another reason to keep Yama here.

He pointed to the sofa: "Just sit here, don't go anywhere, I'll be back soon!"

Bang.

He closed the door and went downstairs to buy something.

Yan Luo Yiyan walked towards the sofa, but did not sit down. Instead, he reached out and touched the soft cushions.

Everything here is full of novelty to her.

Shortly after Mo Jiu left, Yan Luo recalled what abilities he still had.

She raised her hands, one black and one white, and two different mists swirled out. They seemed to disperse with just a blow, but in fact they contained unimaginable power.

Yama's eyes fell on the vase on the table. The flower branches inside only had one breath left and were just lingering.

She slowly brought her right hand closer to it, and the white air swayed gently, and the cluster of flowers quickly regained its soft water, becoming more delicate and blooming brilliantly.

She brought her left hand closer to it again. Different from the softness of the white mist, the black mist was much more intense. It entangled it in an instant, and those delicate flowers withered in an instant. It seemed like several months had passed in just one second.

Yan Luo frowned. Even if she did it, her power is too terrifying. Does she really have it?

She had an inexplicable feeling that as long as she wanted to, she could easily overturn the world.

Just this faint breath of death.

Yama took back the power of his left hand.

She couldn't use this power in front of Mo Jiu, it might hurt him.

And Yama didn't want to hurt this man, she was full of curiosity about him.

She also realized that it was probably because of him that she came to this world.

If you lose your memory, and whether you can return to the original world, you may have to find the answer from him.

Yama's right hand held the cluster of flowers, and the flowers that had apparently withered came to life again.

Just at this time, the sound of the door opening sounded. Yama knew that it was Mo Jiu who had come back, so he calmed down his anger and sat on the sofa.

Mo Jiu opened the door suddenly, and the first thing she looked at was towards the sofa, and she found Yan Luo sitting there obediently. She breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to breathe slightly.

He ran all the way back.

During the process of shopping, he always felt a little unrealistic. He felt that everything just now was his fantasy and there was no woman from another world.

He was unwilling to accept this fact and found it difficult to believe that it was really true.

It wasn't until he came back and saw Yama with his own eyes that the confusion and struggle in his heart turned into relief.

It's all true...

Mo Jiu walked in carrying a large bag of things. While taking off her shoes, she caught a glimpse of the flowers in a vase on the table.

Is this flower... so beautiful?

Someone gave this to him more than ten days ago, and even at the beginning, it didn't seem so delicate, right?

"So I'm so well-raised?" Mo Jiu muttered in a low voice.

Mo Jiu sat on the sofa, not far away from Yama, and poured out everything in his pocket.

There aren't many things, just a few things for gargling your mouth and washing your face.

But just such a small thing cost him close to a hundred.

Mo Jiu felt a little distressed, the money was becoming more and more unnecessary.

Finding a job is urgent.

"what are these?"

Yama Luo didn't recognize any of the things Mo Jiu bought.

"I'm here to tell you, this is..." Mo Jiu explained to Yan Luo one after another, and she listened carefully.

Although Yan Luo felt that she did not need these so-called things to clean herself because her body seemed to be clean, but thinking that Mo Jiu had worked hard to buy these things, she did not speak.

"Do you understand everything? Now you go and try...huh?!" Mo Jiu turned his head, and at some point, Yan Luo had come closer. His arm was only a millimeter away from his shoulder, and occasionally they would touch each other.

Together.

He was so frightened that he immediately shrank to the side. After subconsciously making this action, he felt indescribable embarrassment.

His reaction seemed a little too intense, almost like a virgin...

It's a shame that so many people chased him, but he ended up having some slight contact with women, which he couldn't accept.

Of course, there is also the reason why Yama is too outstanding.

Mo Jiu coughed to cover up her embarrassment, turned around and said seriously: "Men and women... don't kiss each other."

He was surprised that he didn't have any thoughts about Yama, but she didn't care at all, as if he was not a man in her eyes.

A faint smile flashed in Yan Luo's eyes.

Mo Jiu's reaction was in line with her impression of a man's normal behavior.

But the next moment, she was shocked inside.

What is her mood?

Yama didn't understand what his feelings were just now, and he didn't know why she was surprised by it.

It was as if she had never smiled before, but she smiled so naturally now.

Mo Jiu didn't know that Yan Luo started to think about things because of an emotion. He was just adjusting his mentality.

He was someone who had been chased by so many people. How could he be so overwhelmed after being touched just once?

"Let's go, I'll take you to have a try." Mo Jiu yawned, and then he remembered that it was already very late, and he had usually been asleep for a while at this time.

It was Yama, a visitor from another world, who made him a little excited, so he persisted until this point.

When Yan Luo heard the sound and looked at him, he was stunned.

At this moment, Mo Jiu's entire face looked a little blue, and the blood vessels under the skin were clearly visible.

She lowered her head and looked at her left hand. Was it that deathly aura?

Mo Jiu was still unaware of how similar she looked to the zombies on TV.

Yan Luo did not hesitate, stretched out his right hand and grasped Mo Jiu's palm tightly.

The two of them suddenly came into close contact, and Mo Jiu's eyes slowly widened.

Does this start to challenge his mentality?

Mo Jiu's expression remained unchanged: "What are you doing?"

He looked calm, but his heart was beating a little too fast.

Yama's hand was softer than he expected, his fingers were slightly cold, but his palm was extremely warm. He was actually obsessed with this feeling and was unwilling to let go.

As Yan Luo continued to inject vitality into Mo Jiu's body, his condition immediately improved, and his blue skin, which looked like a dying person, returned to its normal whiteness, with a healthy rosiness.

Yan Luo let go of Mo Jiu's hand: "It's nothing."

She didn't release the death energy, but it actually had such an impact.

Mo Jiu stared blankly at Yan Luo, who lowered his head. Could it be that she was... shy?

But shyness is really not an emotion she can have. You know, it was she who took the initiative to grab his hand just now!

I don't know if she received some stimulation, but Mo Jiu felt that her sleepiness had disappeared, and she was in an unprecedented state of energy.