The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

The girl was carried on the girl's back and was almost unconscious. Her tender little face was covered with a strange flush, and she murmured weakly: "Sister... Wanwan is so hot...

....So sad......"

"Wanwan, keep insisting... for a moment, we will be here soon. When my sister sees the immortal, she will definitely... let the immortal cure you." The girl comforted the girl.

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In fact, her current condition is not much better than that of a girl. She has to pause several times to complete a complete sentence and take several deep breaths before she can finish. Her face is as pale as paper, her body is covered in cold sweat, and there seems to be something in her throat.

The fire was constantly burning, and even the saliva smelled of blood. His chest felt heavy, and his legs felt like lead. Every time he lifted them up, he felt a tearing pain.

Her consciousness was a little blurred, and her mind was completely blank. She was only supported by her last breath.

The girl kept telling herself in her heart: You can't give up, you must never give up. If you give up, Wanwan will die. For Wanwan, she must persist!

Thinking like this, she seemed to squeeze out a bit of strength from her exhausted body and climbed a few stairs again.

Long E watched for a while and finally understood that the girl was in this state long before she climbed the ladder to heaven. The girl would carry her on her back to climb the ladder, probably because she wanted to get help from the Xiaoyao Sword Sect.

The young girl has extraordinary abilities and can be considered a fairy seedling.

If I hadn't carried the burdensome girl on my back, I would have climbed the 9,999 stairs long ago.

"Junior brother, could it be that...you want to accept them as disciples?" Long E asked.

Mo Jiu raised her head and looked over. Those cold and clear eyes stared at her at such a close distance, which made her a little uncomfortable.

"Yeah." He responded calmly, "Isn't it possible?"

With such talent and character, there is a high probability that this girl will be the lucky girl in this world.

Naturally, he wanted to accept her as his disciple.

"Of course, but..." Long E frowned slightly, "They have not climbed the ladder to heaven, so they are not qualified to join our Xiaoyao Sword Sect."

"Junior brother, why don't you choose a few from me and take them as your own disciples."

Mo Jiu shook her head and looked down at the girl who was still gritting her teeth and insisting on climbing up slowly: "I want her."

"Does junior brother have sympathy for them? I will cure this girl's disease and then send them back together."

Mo Jiu shook his head again, determined to accept them as his disciples.

Long E had no choice. Even though she was extremely reluctant to let other women around Mo Jiu, she had no good reason to stop him, so she had to say: "Okay, let's make an exception for junior brother."

"Thank you, Senior Sister Long'e." Mo Jiu said.

"No need." Long E waved her hands, but a happy smile appeared on her face.

The two of them drifted down.

The girl was already unconscious and had no reaction when she saw the two figures appearing in front of her.

Long E stretched out her jade hand, and a little spiritual light popped up between her eyebrows.

The girl suddenly woke up and saw Mo Jiu and Long E in white clothes. She opened her mouth in shock: "Immortal!"

Immediately, she knelt down quickly, but forgot that there was a girl carrying behind her. The huge weight caused her forehead to hit the steps directly, making a muffled sound, which made her scream in pain from her throat, and her forehead

Blood oozed out.

But she simply didn't raise her head, and knelt there in a kowtowing position, shouting: "Please save my sister's life!"

"Okay, you and I are not masters and disciples, so there is no need to perform this ceremony." Long E said calmly, and an invisible force lifted the girl's head.

To Long E, this method was just the most basic technique, but to the girl it was mysterious and unpredictable, completely convincing her that the two people in front of her were immortals who could cure her sister.

"As long as these two immortals can cure my sister, I'm willing to do anything like work as a cow or a horse!"

The girl didn't know what her talent was, and she didn't think she could join the Xiaoyao Sword Sect at all. She just asked for something of her own in exchange for the immortal to save her sister. Even if this thing meant her lifelong freedom, she was willing to do so.

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Long E listened to the girl's words and nodded secretly.

If she is willing to pay such a price for her sister, she must be a person who values ​​love and justice. She should not be able to do such a thing as bullying her master and destroying her ancestors.

As for the girl on the girl's back, she has average bones and can barely cultivate, but if she can contract such a disease, her physique is probably not much better.

At most, she can cure the girl's current illness. As for improving her physical condition, she doesn't have such a pill, but Mo Jiu should have it. But with his character, he will not give it to the girl at all, and her future achievements are destined to be limited.

Neither a fairy seedling nor a bad seedling could threaten his position in Mo Jiu's heart.

Having made this judgment, Long E chuckled and said: "As long as you join our Xiaoyao Sword Sect, your sister's illness will naturally be cured."

The girl was not stupid. She immediately understood the true meaning of Long'e's words and her eyes widened: "I...can I join the two immortals' sect?"

"Of course." Long E nodded.

"Thank you, Immortal!" The girl was very excited. When she turned around and spoke to the girl, her tone was restrained and she became gentler. "Wanwan, if your disease can be cured, we can also worship the Immortal as our teacher."

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After saying that, the girl turned her head and was about to kowtow to Long E, but she stopped her with her eyes.

"I am not the one who wants to accept you as my disciple." Long E looked at Mo Jiu beside him, "This is the person you should worship."

The girl looked at Mo Jiu and was stunned and stood there.

She was the first to notice Mo Jiu from the beginning, but she was intimidated by the cold aura emanating from him. She didn't dare to take another look at him, but she still couldn't help imagining his appearance in her mind.

A man who looks like a fairy.

Only now that she had a reason to look at Mo Jiu openly, did the girl realize that her imagination was so poor in front of this man's appearance. He was not as good as an immortal, but even more so.

Could such an immortal really be her future master?

It only took a short moment to go from hell to heaven, and the girl was now in a trance that was almost unreal.

"Ahem!" Long E coughed a few times, and the somewhat dissatisfied girl kept staring at Mo Jiu.

The girl came back to her senses, kowtowed three times to Mo Jiu with difficulty, and then raised her head. Even though her words were hoarse, she still spoke with uncontrollable excitement: "Disciple Luo Qingxuan pays homage to the master!"

"Yes." Mo Jiu responded lightly, "From now on, you are my disciples, Mo Xuan."

Mo Xuan? Is this the master’s name?

It's really as cold as snow as Master himself, how beautiful...

The girl quickly stopped her random thoughts: "Yes!"