The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Mo Jiu felt that her ears were burning hot, and half of her cheeks were also burning.

Without saying a word, he just raised his hands and put them on Feng Jiuyou's chest, pushing her away with all his strength.

But his strength is too weak, so his actions don't seem like rejection, but more like a shy desire to resist and welcome, with the unique shyness and youthfulness of a young man.

Mo Jiu struggled to no avail, and was slowly held tightly in Feng Jiuyou's arms with little force. Their bodies were almost completely touching each other, and he could even hear her faint heartbeat.

"I want to kill you, I must kill you..." Mo Jiu gritted his teeth, as if blood was oozing out between his teeth, and hatred resurfaced in his heart.

Feng Jiuyou lowered his head: "I told you, you can't escape."

"Uh huh..."

The next moment, Mo Jiu was already familiar with the kiss, and with a force as strong as the temperament exuding from Feng Jiuyou, he quickly attacked the city and captured the ground, defeated him and completely destroyed him.

Along with it, there is a feeling of hatred and anger that gradually weakens until it disappears.

Mo Jiu's heart soon calmed down. Only due to Feng Jiuyou's superb kissing skills, she inevitably felt a sense of joy and pleasure.

What will happen to him if this continues?

Will he really fall in love with Feng Jiuyou?

No, he shouldn't fall in love with such a person!

Panic and fear were like a tide, receding and rising again, emerging one after another. Mo Jiu suppressed the trace of pleasure to the bottom of her heart, wishing to crush it directly, and then with the help of the emotions that grew out of fear

Hatred, bit it down hard!

Bang.

A small stream of black mist exploded. Feng Jiuyou didn't feel any pain, but looked at Mo Jiu in shock.

He had all the negative emotions taken away by her and should only feel happy. How did he break free from it?

She didn't believe anyone could resist pure joy.

Just as she was about to ask, she heard Mo Jiu's words coming, with an uncontrollable trembling: "I don't want... I don't want to fall in love with you..."

Feng Jiuyou was startled when he heard this, and his eyes turned cold in an instant, as if frozen by the dark wind blowing from beneath Jiuyou.

"Why?"

Why?

She could actually ask why.

Mo Jiu suddenly understood at this moment that Feng Jiuyou didn't understand feelings at all and had no liking for him. She was just purely possessive.

Thinking of this, he strengthened his determination to resist, mustered up all the courage in his heart, gritted his teeth and said, "Do I still need a reason if I don't like you?"

"Where's Xiao Muxue?" Feng Jiuyou's voice was cold, "There's no reason to fall in love with her, right?"

Mo Jiu was startled for a moment, hesitating for a moment before he spoke, and then thought of Feng Jiuyou's insult to him. This might be the only chance to stimulate her.

So, he suddenly raised his head stubbornly and looked at her without showing any signs of weakness: "Yes, I just like her, what's wrong?!"

Feng Jiuyou's eyes instantly turned terrifying.

It turns out that Mo Jiu is not resisting pleasure, but resisting the pleasure with her.

The only person who would not make him resist was Xiao Muxue.

Feng Jiuyou naturally understood this, and what she was doing now was to make Mo Jiu forget about her.

But she didn't expect that Mo Jiu's feelings would be so strong that even if she deprived him of the power of hatred, he would be able to breed it again and always hate her.

For Xiao Muxue, I hate her...

Mo Jiu was frightened by Feng Jiuyou's dark eyes, and instinctively wanted to run away from her, but the hands around her waist were hugged tightly and he couldn't break free at all.

Feng Jiuyou lowered her head and looked down at Mo Jiu: "How much do you like her?"

"Yes..." Mo Jiu was so intimidated by Feng Jiuyou that he spoke subconsciously, but because of the arrogance and self-esteem in his heart, he was determined to resist Feng Jiuyou to the end, "It has nothing to do with you!"

He would not leave his body and love in the hands of such a person.

After the words fell, he thought Feng Jiuyou would be so angry that she would take action directly, but he didn't expect that she would calm down instead: "I understand."

Understand? What did she understand?

Just when Mo Jiu was confused, Feng Jiuyou suddenly let go of him, and he quickly retreated to the door of the backyard, guarding him with vigilance.

He knew that just like Feng Jiuyou said, he could never escape from her grasp, but he also wanted to stay as far away from her as possible.

Feng Jiuyou glanced at Mo Jiu lightly, then looked away. Wisps of black energy overflowed from her body, gathering in front of her and spinning. Talisman made of black energy gradually appeared around her. In the blink of an eye, the entire body was about to be destroyed.

The room is full.

Mo Jiu was shocked by Feng Jiuyou's methods, but she did not continue to stay away. She felt that what she was doing at the moment had some connection with him.

Feng Jiuyou softly uttered one word: "Go."

Like a whale swallowing water, the swirling circle of black air in front of her began to violently absorb the complex and mysterious talismans around her. The mist that was originally so dark that it could swallow light actually bloomed with wisps of light.

Buzz.

The whole room seemed to tremble, and then everything returned to calm. The black circle in front of Feng Jiuyou no longer rotated. There seemed to be something inside, reflecting some flickering colors in her pupils.

"come over."

Mo Jiu pursed her lips and stood there without paying any attention to Feng Jiuyou. After a while, she finally slowly approached there.

If Feng Jiuyou wanted to do something to him, there would be no need to go to such trouble.

When Mo Jiu came to Feng Jiuyou's side, she looked into the black circle. She suddenly froze there, and the pupils in her eyes trembled slightly.

Because he saw a picture in the black circle, with ancient trees in the sky and lush green shade, just like an ancient forest.

What attracted all Mo Jiu's attention was a figure running in the forest. After he saw her, he could no longer look away.

——It’s Xiao Muxue!

Mo Jiu stared at it for a long time, with a trace of joy in his eyes involuntarily.

It turns out she is still alive.

But he finally noticed something strange about Xiao Muxue, and found that her clothes were torn, the exposed skin was covered with scars, and blood had stained most of the clothes.

His originally happy heart suddenly became nervous and panicked. He subconsciously looked at Feng Jiuyou and asked in a very anxious tone, "What's wrong with her?"

"He is being chased by the disciples of your sect."

Mo Jiu didn't expect that Feng Jiuyou would really answer her, but after hearing the answer, it was better than not hearing it, and his heart was immediately filled with eagerness.

Suddenly, the situation suddenly changed, and a stream of light flashed suddenly, and it was about to hit Xiao Muxue's back!

At this moment, Feng Jiuyou raised his hand and slapped the black circle away.

"What are you doing?!" Mo Jiu cried out in shock.

Feng Jiuyou looked down at him, her eyes deep and dark: "If you want to continue reading, you have to give me something in exchange."