The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Feng Jiuyou strolled back to the house from the backyard, looking leisurely as if she had become the hostess here.

She looked at the real male master who was sitting cross-legged on the bed and cultivating. She walked over quietly and quietly, and then she saw his closed eyes and his long eyelashes trembling a few times.

Sure enough, cultivation is fake, but prevention is real.

Feng Jiuyou's eyes flickered a few times very quickly, and then he stood there without making any move, just staring at Mo Jiu quietly.

One minute...five minutes...a quarter of an hour...half an hour...

During this period, Mo Jiu's eyelids trembled from time to time, and a few drops of sweat oozed from his forehead. He was obviously aware of Feng Jiuyou's arrival and knew that she was staring at him.

Finally, he opened his eyes suddenly, and a trace of intense hatred flashed through his eyes, but it was quickly suppressed, leaving only a little fear. Even though he tried his best to restrain it, it still showed clearly.

Feng Jiuyou chuckled: "Don't pretend anymore?"

She looked at Mo Jiu who was on guard.

Two years have passed, and the boy has completely grown. His figure has become taller and slender. Moisturized by the hot springs and the spiritual energy of the fire beads every day, his skin has become more supple and smooth. His long fiery red hair stands up.

Sometimes it could hang down to the waist, but now it is hanging loosely, covering most of the bed, like a sea of ​​roses.

His delicate face has not changed much from before. If anything, his temperament has matured a lot. From the simple arrogance and defiance in the past, he has become a bit more cold and arrogant. The stubbornness in his bones has been completely eliminated.

It is inspired and revealed in the eyes.

Under such an increasingly outstanding appearance, there is a temptation inside that only Feng Jiuyou can know. And because he doesn't go out often, the young man doesn't know it at all, and he doesn't restrain himself at all, and he blooms more and more wildly.

When Feng Jiuyou thought of this, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

This is the boy she trained and taught...

How could she let others take a look at a rose that was blooming so enthusiastically?

Only she can appreciate it, only she can... play with it.

"What are you doing?" Mo Jiu said coldly.

This was the tone he had used when talking to Feng Jiuyou for the past two years. But if you listen carefully, you can realize that this sentence is not a question, and there is nothing pointed or sharp about it.

Feng Jiuyou actually preferred Mo Jiu's way of speaking when he was arrogant and domineering. A word of praise would change its taste when it came out of his mouth, and it would appear to be a bit more sarcastic and contemptuous.

But his restraint was her fault, so there was no reason why she wouldn't like his tone.

"I didn't do anything. Isn't this a good way for you to wake up on your own?"

Mo Jiu pursed her lips tightly. If Feng Jiuyou's eyes weren't so strong, he would have been pretending to be in a cultivation state and not want to wake up.

Because he is always worried that Feng Jiuyou will ask or force him to do something.

Although in the past two years, she has never forced him again. In order to know whether Xiao Muxue was safe or not, he took the initiative to make a deal with her and... kissed her, but he would not be grateful.

she.

She took his body away after all...

Even after so long, he would still remember the scenes of those days, like a nightmare of cannibalistic fear, which haunted him when he fell asleep at night, and he could not forget it or get rid of it no matter what.

Mo Jiu recalled everything that happened at that time, her body curled up instinctively, her face turned pale, and she pretended to be tough: "I want to practice, why are you still standing here?"

"Of course I'm here to tell you some news." Feng Jiuyou smiled lightly, "Xiao Muxue is back."

Mo Jiu's expression changed instantly, the pupils in his eyes dilated, and he couldn't believe what he heard.

"What did you say?" he asked again subconsciously.

Feng Jiuyou's expression did not change and she repeated: "Xiao Muxue is back."

Mo Jiu was stunned for another moment, like a person who had been suffocated for a long time. He took a deep breath, and then exhaled for a long time. Only then did the shocked expression on his face ease, and his breathing became normal.

"Is she really back?" The young man was still a little unbelievable, but he no longer asked, but said to himself.

He muttered it to his lips, finally got the exact answer, and slowly showed a smile. Maybe even he didn't realize how bright and full of joy his smile was now.

It's like longing for it, and once it comes true, it's as beautiful as a dream.

However, Feng Jiuyou was also chuckling, and his expression never changed.

"She's finally back, and I can take action against her." She suddenly spoke, somewhat baffled.

But Mo Jiu understood immediately, his pupils shrank, he glared, and shouted: "How dare you!"

Finally stretched out the claws that had been hidden for two years.

Feng Jiuyou's eyes flashed with interest, and she said casually: "Are you talking to me like this?"

Mo Jiu's frightened and angry expression froze, thinking of her methods, like a cat being strangled by the neck, she had to reluctantly retract her claws.

"Why did you attack her? Did she provoke you in any way?" He tried to make his tone as tactful as possible, but he still couldn't figure out the reason why Feng Jiuyou did this.

"Of course you have feelings for her." Feng Jiuyou's eyes became colder a little bit, "The things I have used cannot be used by others again. Xiao Muxue has not come back before, so I naturally don't care about her.

, I can also rely on her to get you to offer your body voluntarily. But now that she is back, she has no value, so naturally I can no longer keep her."

"You..." Mo Jiu was shocked and angry, not only because Feng Jiuyou seemed to have only regarded him as an object, but also because she did not hide the fact that she used Xiao Muxue to force him, and more importantly, she

He also planned to kill Xiao Muxue!

Such a sudden change made Mo Jiu panic, and he felt as if dawn was approaching but the sky was shrouded in dark clouds.

In order to meet Xiao Muxue again, he had endured and suffered humiliation for two full years. How could he fall short at this time?

Mo Jiu closed her eyes as if resigned to her fate, and then opened them again. The look in her eyes became full of determination, just like two years ago.

"What should I do to make you let her go?" He felt that this was another coercion by Feng Jiuyou. She would say such words because she wanted to make a deal with him again and get his body.

But it doesn't matter, this is destined to be the last time...

However, to Mo Jiu's expectation, Feng Jiuyou laughed out loud: "You seem to regard your body as some kind of universal currency?"

Her laughter seemed to be full of sarcasm, which made him feel deeply humiliated. He quickly lowered his head, clenched his hands into fists, and his fingertips were so hard that they were about to pierce into his palms.

Seeing Mo Jiu's humiliating look, Feng Jiuyou didn't intend to ridicule him anymore. In fact, this was indeed one of her purposes.

"It's very simple, as long as you tell me in front of me that you actually don't like Xiao Muxue and hate her."

Mo Jiu raised his head when he heard this and looked at her in a daze, not understanding the purpose of her doing this.

Feng Jiuyou added: "I know this is fake, so you have to perform seriously. As long as I can't see that you are pretending, I will let Xiao Muxue go. How about that?"

Mo Jiu's eyes suddenly became complicated, and his brows were furrowed, obviously hesitating.

He didn't know why Feng Jiuyou suddenly wanted him to do this. Maybe it was her pure bad taste?

Although he was very angry inside, he was interested in this request.

Because even if he said this, it wouldn't change anything. He would just satisfy Feng Jiuyou's bad taste, and then Xiao Muxue would be completely safe, basically without having to pay any price.

What could he refuse?

Mo Jiu answered decisively: "I promise you."

"Okay." Feng Jiuyou showed a meaningful smile.

At this moment, in front of the Tianlan Sect Mountain Gate, two figures passed through the sect-protecting formation and quietly entered here...