The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

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Mo Jiu closed the door gently and walked back to the room with the spirit bead in her hand.

He felt the cool touch from his palm and felt that this spirit bead was really a good thing. Although he didn't know how it would help with cultivation, it did play a great role in improving the quality of life.

He passed by the end of the bed, thought for a moment, and placed the spiritual bead on the bedside table. A little bright white light shone on his fingertips and penetrated into the spiritual bead, and a refreshing coolness emerged from it.

That’s it, air conditioner.

Mo Jiu smiled, and a soft voice sounded in his mind: "Host, how did you do it?"

"What did you do?" Mo Jiu stopped smiling and asked.

"That's the one...the one who cried with an expressionless face."

"Ahem..." Mo Jiu couldn't breathe.

He thought the system was finally going to ask about the mission, but in the end it was actually his acting skills that it was curious about?

In its heart, are these things more important than its mission?

Isn't this fundamentally wrong?

The system thought that Mo Jiu didn't want to say anything, and immediately put on an aggrieved expression.

Mo Jiu was surprised: "Are you still aggrieved?"

"Learned it from you." The system responded obediently.

"Just imitate the tone a little bit." Mo Jiu said casually, "Don't you want to know why the mission was suddenly completed?"

The system is not interested in the task at all: "Can you teach me how to cry without expression?"

Mo Jiu: "..."

Now he really believed that this system was stupid and not a deliberate disguise.

Naturally stupid.

Mo Jiu took a deep breath: "I won't teach you."

"Oh." The system was ready to feel aggrieved again, but thought of something and changed its words: "Then please tell me why the mission was suddenly completed."

Is it because it didn't listen to its host well, so the host got angry and didn't want to teach it?

Then if it listens carefully to what the host has to say, it will definitely teach itself.

How could Mo Jiu not understand the idea of ​​​​the system? He immediately had no intention of testing it and said casually: "Practice a few more times and you'll be fine." Then he opened the task panel.

[Task: 1. Humiliate Xiao Muxue in public (completed).

Second, take Leafpool to the restricted area of ​​the mountain range.

Three, wake up the mountain-shaking beast.

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Mo Jiu looked at the three words "Completed" behind Task 1, and his eyes slowly narrowed, flashing with a faint cold light.

In fact, he did not 'humiliate Xiao Muxue'.

Because he didn't slap the most important palm, and he didn't really want to slap it.

The real purpose of that action was to touch Xiao Muxue's face.

Different people will understand different meanings of this touch. Xiao Muxue may think that this is a kind of counterattack against his verbal teasing of her, and the same is true in the eyes of other people.

In the heart of 'Lin Mojiu', there is actually an idea of ​​'getting in close contact with Xiao Muxue'.

It’s a small step on the road to whitewashing.

Although Luo Ningyun stopped him in the end, this was what he expected.

He judged Luo Ningyun's character through the memories related to her. He knew that in that situation, she would definitely stop him and teach Xiao Muxue a lesson...

She didn't need to humiliate Xiao Muxue, she just needed to teach her a lesson and make her lose face in public.

Because for a girl of luck in this world, this level can be considered a 'humiliation'.

This is one of the conclusions Mo Jiu came to after traveling through so many worlds.

And now he has proved another conclusion.

‘The system only cares about the result of the task, not the process of the task’.

Even if it wasn't Xiao Muxue whom he humiliated in the end, Luo Ningyun took his place, and the task could still be considered completed.

Thinking of this, Mo Jiu lay back on the bed with a faint smile on her lips.

System, you have so many loopholes...

...

Xiao Muxue walked through a cobblestone path and returned to her residence.

Tianlan Sect has strong financial resources, and even the outer disciples are equipped with a separate room.

But the quality is naturally not comparable to that of Mo Jiu.

Xiao Muxue looked ahead, with a hearty smile on her calm face.

Because there, standing handsomely, was a young man in green clothes, with a slender head and eyebrows, skin as smooth as gel, and beautiful eyes, staring at her with a gentle gaze, like a husband who is looking forward to his wife's return.

This is her brother, Leafpool.

'Your little boyfriend is here to pick you up again.'

'Shut up.'

Xiao Muxue quickened her pace, opened her arms, Yechi welcomed her, and the baby swallow entered her arms as if she was throwing herself into her arms.

"Sister Muxue." Yechi called softly.

Xiao Muxue hugged the young man and said with smiles in her eyes: "Yes."

Suddenly, the boy in her arms felt something and his expression changed slightly.

"Sister Mu Xue, are you so tired from your morning exercise today?"

Xiao Muxue didn't want Ye Chi to worry, so she planned to deal with it: "Well, I practiced a new move today."

"Let's go in and talk."

"good."

Ye Chi raised his head and showed a sweet smile to Xiao Muxue, but when he lowered his head, there was a hint of coldness in his beautiful eyes.

Sister Muxue is lying again... No matter how many moves she does in the morning exercise, how can she sweat so much that even her back is wet...

Something must have happened.

Yechi thought silently, his face still looking like a well-behaved young man.

...

At night, Mo Jiu finished bathing and just came out of the hot spring. She was putting on clothes. What was exposed was a small section of her white and tender belly that was still stained with water drops. There was no trace of fat. There was a transparent drop hanging on the pink belly button in the middle.

The water droplets must not fall.

Wow.

Suddenly, Mo Jiu heard something. He immediately pulled down his clothes, pulled his wet long hair out from the gap between his back and clothes, and then looked up at the ceiling with sharp eyes.

"Who is it? Who's there!"

He has entered the role of Lin Mojiu.

The visitor obviously did not intend to reveal his location or identity, and remained silent without saying a word.

"You are so pretentious, why don't you dare to speak anymore?!" Mo Jiu had a flash of impatience in his eyes, opened the door, rushed out, and jumped onto the roof.

Whoosh!

A sharp sword energy instantly pierced his face. His expression changed and he quickly dodged and turned his head to hide.

The man retreated with one strike and ran in one direction. Mo Jiu could only see a dark figure, which seemed to be blending into the darkness under the cover of night.

Mo Jiu thought for a moment, and finally let out a sweet cry: "Don't even think about running away!" and ran after him.

His red hair was flying, his face was full of anger, and his eyes were full of interest.

He wanted to see what this man was going to do.

The child of destiny in this world, Leafpool.