The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Feng Jiuyou's eyes flashed, Mo Jiu was completely clueless, but there were slight ripples in her heart.

She did not turn from passive to active, but let Mo Jiu do everything.

Finally, it seemed like a year had passed to Mo Jiu. He finally ended the kiss, released his hand from around Feng Jiuyou's neck, landed on his feet, and kept walking backwards, very slowly and tremblingly.

It's so tall that one wonders if he will fall to the ground.

Mo Jiu gasped and her voice was hoarse: "Let me see her..."

A semi-forced kiss made him feel as if he had gone through a battle. Beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, cheeks, and even his neck, glowing with moisture. His face was extremely crimson, like a person with a high fever, with a deep

of weakness and fatigue.

"Okay..." Feng Jiuyou smiled and nodded, but her smile was frozen there, because from the depths of Mo Jiu's eyes, she sensed deep disgust and pain, and there seemed to be a hint of despair.

For Mo Jiu, the experience of this kiss was completely different from hers. He didn't feel shy or happy, only a strong dislike for her.

disgust.

This emotion is definitely not unfamiliar to Feng Jiuyou. She was disgusted and hated by countless people, who all wanted her to die as soon as possible.

In this regard, she has always maintained an indifferent and cold mentality, being calm and indifferent. As if everyone hates her, she will not show any mercy to everyone. As long as she has a thought, she will kill them directly.

they.

But at this moment, Feng Jiuyou was so disgusted with the emotion of disgust for the first time.

Anyone can dislike her and hate her, but Mo Jiu cannot.

She refused.

Feng Jiuyou raised his hand and waved, and a burst of black energy floated out, condensing into a circle again, and the picture of Xiao Muxue appeared inside.

Mo Jiuqiang picked up his energy and hurried over to take a look. He found that only Xiao Muxue was left in the picture. Although the injuries on his body were aggravated, he seemed to have escaped the pursuit. The anxious look in his eyes suddenly relaxed, and he grew a new look.

tone.

But he also knew that Xiao Muxue was not completely out of danger and might still be caught up by those behind her.

He no longer considered anything else at this moment, his eyes were entirely attracted to Xiao Muxue in the picture.

He must see her away from danger with his own eyes.

Feng Jiuyou lowered his head and looked down at Mo Jiu with a dark gaze.

Is her safety so important?

What did she do to you to make you so attracted to her?

A useless person who relies on his residual soul, even if he is a bit special among his peers, how special can he be?

Feng Jiuyou didn't know that her emotion at the moment was jealousy. Even if she knew, she wouldn't admit it.

In her heart, Mo Jiu is the one she likes, and since he has become her possession, her heart and eyes should be filled with hers, and she should not be able to tolerate others.

Where Mo Jiu didn't notice, a picture was reflected in Feng Jiuyou's pupils, but it was not the picture of Xiao Muxue in front of her, but another group of figures.

If Mo Jiu had not been deprived of consciousness by Feng Jiuyou, he would have vaguely discovered that these people were the group of demon cultivators in the mountains!

Feng Jiuyou's eyes were deep and bottomless, and her lips moved slightly, silently conveying her order.

'I want you...'

"I want you to..."

The voice clearly reached the ears of the demon cultivators, making their expressions become more respectful, and the remaining betrayal in their hearts disappeared completely.

It is not difficult to transmit sound through the air, but transmitting sound from such a long distance is a method that only the Demon Lord has.

They listened attentively and waited for Feng Jiuyou's order, but they suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

They looked puzzled, but not anxious at all, quietly waiting for the next step.

Halfway through her words, Feng Jiuyou frowned slightly and hesitated.

What would happen if Xiao Muxue was caught up, captured, or died now?

Maybe Mo Jiu will be in pain for a while, but it won't take long before he completely forgets her, or maybe her figure has left a deep imprint on his heart that can never be erased.

Feng Jiuyou is more inclined to the former, and probably the bigger one is also the former.

This is human nature.

But this was related to Mo Jiu, so she hesitated and hesitated inexplicably.

If...if it's the latter, what should you do?

Even if there is only a small possibility, Feng Jiuyou is not willing to gamble.

What she wants is a complete Mo Jiu, a boy who belongs to her both physically and mentally.

So, Feng Jiu closed her eyes and thought deeply.

Then when she opened her eyes again, the hesitation and hesitation in her eyes disappeared, replaced by a smile filled with indifference.

The human heart is the easiest to play with.

She spoke another sentence.

"As commanded, Your Majesty."

After receiving the order, even if Feng Jiuyou couldn't hear their voices, these demon cultivators responded respectfully.

The next moment, the leading demon cultivator's eyes turned cold: "Follow me."

It's really not that difficult to catch up with Xiao Muxue. Their cultivation level far exceeds hers, and they can catch up with a little speed.

Mo Jiu watched the picture intently, completely unaware of what Feng Jiuyou behind him had done. He silently prayed in his heart that Xiao Muxue could escape the pursuit.

But at some point, Xiao Muxue's situation suddenly came into danger. A small group of figures appeared not far behind her. As they moved forward, the distance was gradually shortened.

Feng Jiuyou never looked back, she put all her energy into escaping.

If she wants to escape, she must survive. Yechi is still waiting for her in the sect, and...

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in her mind. It was Mo Jiu. She was extremely shocked. When did he...

Bang.

An impact hit Xiao Muxue hard on the back, causing her to fly forward directly. She tried her best to adjust her posture in the air before she landed safely, but a mouthful of blood spurted out after all. She staggered and tried to stand up, but failed.

I couldn't stand up anymore.

How did their speed become so fast...

Xiao Muxue's heart was full of doubts and unwillingness.

Is this the end?

She hasn't reached the top yet, hasn't resurrected her master, hasn't gone back alive to see Yechi... and Mo Jiu, she clearly promised them!

Mo Jiu looked at the fallen Xiao Muxue and the figure gradually approaching in the picture, feeling panic and confusion in her heart.

Didn't they get the order to capture Xiao Muxue? Why did it seem like they were going to kill her?

What to do? What to do now? What else can he do? Is there any other way to save her!

At the critical moment, Mo Jiu thought of Feng Jiuyou again, as only she might be able to rescue Xiao Muxue.

He suddenly turned back to look at Feng Jiuyou, with a look of anxiety and panic on his face, and a begging tone in his words: "Please save her."

"What are you going to pay this time?" Feng Jiuyou lowered his head and looked at Mo Jiu.

Mo Jiu gritted her teeth and stood on tiptoes to kiss her, but Feng Jiuyou dodged her.

He looked at her in shock.

Why? Does she no longer want his kiss?

Feng Jiuyou understood Mo Jiu's confusion and confusion, but said nothing. She just looked down at him with a deep look in her eyes.

Looking into her eyes, Mo Jiu suddenly understood something and his body trembled suddenly.

This time, what she wants is his body...