The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Chapter 477 Blood

Mo Jiu stayed up all night.

He harbored the hope that Yama would return early tomorrow morning, but this fantasy could not let him sleep.

He was sitting on the sofa in the living room, waiting for the sound of the door lock turning.

The sun shone down, shining into the dim living room, reflecting a somewhat dazzling light on the floor, and fell on Mo Jiu's face.

He just sat there, as if stunned.

She still hasn't come back...

The reason for Yama's failure to return, which had been thinking about in his mind all night and did not stop even at this moment, once again appeared, torturing Mo Jiu's tense nerves.

Was she injured by the Zombie King? She was worried that she would become a zombie, so she refused to come back?

But Li Longcheng said that he watched Yama come back with his own eyes. If she had turned into a zombie, with her strength, this place would have become a hell on earth.

Mo Jiu came up with a possibility, then overturned it, and the cycle continued.

Bang bang.

Bang bang...

He finally came to his senses and realized that the knock on the door had been ringing for a long time.

Mo Jiu jumped up from the sofa as fast as possible and rushed towards the door that was being knocked, almost hitting the corner on the way.

As a result, the door suddenly opened, and in front of him was a familiar figure and face, but it was not the person Mo Jiu expected to see.

It's the person who comes every day to deliver fresh ingredients.

The person delivering the things was startled by Mo Jiu. He shrugged back and looked up at Mo Jiu in shock: "Are you... okay?"

Mo Jiu's hand holding the door handle suddenly tightened, and veins popped out on it.

He came back to his senses, covered up the disappointment in his eyes, and said softly: "It's okay."

"Oh." The person who delivered the things nodded. Although Mo Jiu's bloodshot eyes looked a bit scary, since others said it was fine, what did it have to do with him?

"Here are today's ingredients."

The man handed the things to Mo Jiu and ran downstairs.

Mo Jiu hugged the box, lowered her head and remained silent, and then closed the door after a long time.

In this way, three days passed, and Yama still did not come back.

It seems she will never come back...

Among the various reasons Mo Jiu thought about, one of them was that she came to this world for some inexplicable reason, and now she left this world for some inexplicable reason.

That's why he disappeared without a trace without even saying hello.

But this is just a guess after all. Even if it is true, Mo Jiu cannot accept this fact.

He didn't know if she could come back after she went back. And if she could come back, when would it be, and could he last until that time?

Even if he can wait, the world can't wait.

If another corpse king is born, without Yama, who will deal with it?

When Yama comes back, he may see that this place is full of zombies.

He is also included.

Mo Jiu pondered for a long time and finally went to find Li Longcheng.

"She is missing." Mo Jiu said concisely.

He finally told Li Yongcheng this fact.

Because he thought carefully, without Yama, he might have no one to protect him, but Li Longcheng would also panic.

After all, he knew that without Yama Luo, all of them together would not be the opponent of the Corpse King.

He might be more eager to find Yama Luo than Mo Jiu.

Sure enough, Li Longcheng didn't say anything, he just looked at Mo Jiu in shock, and then began to send people to search the city.

If you want to see people alive, if you want to see corpses if you die, you must at least find traces of Yama.

However, despite mobilizing nearly the entire city, the whereabouts of Yama were still not found.

If there was nothing in the city, she would go outside the city. Even if she became a zombie, she would still have to confirm this situation.

This time, Li Longcheng approached Mo Jiu and said solemnly: "Still not found."

"I know..." Mo Jiu responded in a low voice, his eyes dim. After Yama disappeared, he realized that he couldn't leave her at all.

She is not only his protector, but also his belief in surviving in this increasingly crumbling apocalypse.

If it weren't for her, even if he didn't die at the hands of zombies and similar people, he might have felt lifeless and committed suicide.

Mo Jiu slowly raised his head and looked at Li Longcheng with burning eyes. He knew that he could not come in person just to tell him such a thing.

"What else do you want to say?"

"I think you should also contribute your own strength, all of us..."

"good."

Li Longcheng was stunned. He prepared a complete set of arguments and planned to let Mo Jiu use his powers.

He no longer thinks about himself, but without Yama, when fighting zombies, the probability of injury will indeed increase significantly. And there are too few people with healing powers, and the effect is too poor, so Mo Jiu's ability is urgently needed

.

It would be fine if Mo Jiu agreed. If he agreed, there would be no need to threaten him.

Li Yongcheng stretched out a hand.

Mo Jiu glanced at him: "Give me a knife."

"Here." Li Longcheng's expression remained unchanged.

He is not afraid of what Mo Jiu will do to him. He never goes out to fight zombies. He has no fighting skills at all. It is difficult to defeat him with any weapon.

Mo Jiu would not do this either. He had already prepared for what happened at this moment when he told Li Longcheng that Yan Luo was missing.

He also understood that this matter could not be kept secret forever, there would always be a day when it would be exposed. It was better to look for traces of Yama as much as possible before too much time passed.

This is also one of the few things Mo Jiu can do.

He took the knife and without hesitation made a cut on his fingertip, and blood seeped out instantly.

"bowl."

Li Longcheng quickly fetched it. He had already guessed what Mo Jiu's ability was and where the bottle of liquid that day came from.

Mo Jiu squeezed out the blood that was piled at the bottom of the bowl, then put her fingers in her mouth to suck, and said lightly: "My blood can save lives."

Li Longcheng looked at this bit of blood with excitement. This was something that could save people's lives, and its value in the apocalypse was immeasurable.

He couldn't control the greed and desire in his heart. He glanced at Mo Jiu and was slightly stunned.

Mo Jiu's finger-sucking behavior showed a sense of casualness and nonchalance, and it also dyed his slightly dry lips with a touch of moist blood, which really looked a bit...attractive.

Li Yongcheng blinked sharply, showing an expression of disgust.

He actually thinks a man is good-looking?

He instantly gave up those strange thoughts.

"Can't there be more?" Li Yongcheng's eyes flashed.

Mo Jiu's heart sank slightly. He knew that he would not be satisfied with this small amount of blood. In fact, anyone who knew his ability would want to get all the blood in his body for their own consideration.

He whispered: "This will consume my physical strength. Such a small amount of blood will make me weak for a whole day."

He didn't lie, it was the truth.

Li Longcheng obviously didn't seem to believe it, thinking that this was a reason Mo Jiu was looking for to protect himself.

But even if it was false, he would not really force Mo Jiu.

Because he is dead, his blood will most likely lose its effect.