The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Mo Jiu said she was caring about Luo Qingxuan, but in fact she just stood outside her cave for one night, carefully observed her condition with her senses, and found that she was not injured, but just exhausted.

But this is not only not a bad thing, but will stimulate her potential and improve her cultivation to a greater or lesser extent.

And one night should be enough for Luo Qingwan to arrange everything that needs to be arranged, right?

Mo Jiu then walked towards her cave. Before entering, she felt that Luo Qingwan was still lying on the bed with her eyes closed, and she still didn't seem to be awake.

He chuckled inwardly and quickly fell into the drama without even trying to point it out.

Mo Jiu walked into the cave, approached the bed, and looked at the unconscious Luo Qingwan. His emotions seemed to be back to last night. He couldn't explain them clearly. Even if there were only two or three emotions appearing at the same time, it was already over for him.

It's extremely complicated.

At this moment, Luo Qingwan slowly opened her eyes, a little sleepy in her eyes. The first time she saw him, she said hoarsely: "Master..."

"Yes." Mo Jiu responded softly. Being stared at by Luo Qingwan's eyes, she felt even more confused inside.

He wanted to carefully separate each emotion, but he only got anger and happiness. He was angry that Luo Qingwan ignored her own comfort to take the Soul Refining Grass, and he was happy that she took such a risk for him.

Mo Jiu was suddenly startled, happy? Why did he feel happy? How long had it been since he had felt happy?

So, he suppressed other emotions, leaving only anger, and said coldly: "Who asked you to risk your own life for the soul forging grass? This is how I taught you?"

"Master." Luo Qingwan called out again, curled up together, looked up at him weakly, looking pitiful, "I was wrong..."

Seeing her like this, Mo Jiu couldn't say any harsher words. She wanted to comfort her, but she didn't know what to say. She could only purse her thin lips and coldly spit out: "Have a good rest." She turned around and left the cave.

Luo Qingwan watched Mo Jiu's back gradually disappearing, and her pupils were no longer pure scarlet, but had a deep purple that blended together, making her look even more evil.

…

Luo Qingwan's injury was not serious, and with Mo Jiu's elixir, she had almost recovered a long time ago, and she returned to her previous self. He taught her new elixir recipes and let her slowly ponder the elixir.

Then, Mo Jiu discovered that Luo Qingwan seemed to have an enlightenment. No matter what kind of elixir it was, she would refine it within half a month at the latest, then give the elixir to him and watch him eat it with her own eyes.

Mo Jiu was keenly aware that there was something wrong with the elixir, not that he ate it, but he also imagined that Luo Qingwan would play tricks on the elixir.

Otherwise, with her talent, how can she take revenge?

Even if Luo Qingxuan wants to practice to the point where she can compete with him, it will take about ten... It's hard to say.

As a girl who cannot predict her luck based on common sense, she may never know when she gets the chance, and Luo Qingxuan will soar into the sky, her cultivation level directly surpassing his.

After all, in the original world line, he would also refine her into elixirs.

Mo Jiu's thoughts returned, and she looked at Luo Qingwan, who had red lips and white teeth, and looked more and more similar to Luo Xian, and swallowed the elixir she had refined.

"Master." Luo Qingwan finally spoke after he finished the elixir, "My sister and I are planning to make another trip to the sect. There are still a few plants you need that we haven't found yet. We plan to go and have a look."

Hearing this, Mo Jiu immediately refused: "No, it's too dangerous for the two of you to go out!"

Luo Qingwan was stunned. Is Master concerned about her safety?

No, she should be caring about her sister. On the night when she was injured, Master was not by her side. She should be taking care of her sister.

But Luo Qingwan didn't have a trace of anger, only the twisted love in her heart.

But it doesn't matter, Qingwan will take good care of Master.

There was nothing unusual on Luo Qingwan's face, and she smiled and said: "Master, don't worry, it's not just my sister and I, there will also be other disciples from other peaks. We will go to the sect as soon as we go."

Is that so?

Mo Jiu felt relieved: "You go ahead."

"Um."

Mo Jiu watched Luo Qingwan walk out of the cave: 'We're about to take action.'

‘What?’ The system, which was playing the game, looked confused.

Mo Jiu said: 'Luo Qingwan wants to take action against me. She is trying to prove her alibi.'

The system's big eyes widened. How dare Luo Qingwan dare to contradict the host!

'Then host, aren't you going to make some preparations?'

‘What preparations should I make to clear my name?’ Mo Jiu half-smiled, ‘I have been waiting for her to take action.’

Only then did the system realize that the host had always been fishing for law enforcement.

It no longer cared and continued to play its own game with its head down.

Not long after, Mo Jiu's eyes suddenly blurred, and then his mind felt like the world was spinning, causing him to fall down all of a sudden. He had to hold on with his hands to prevent him from completely falling on the bed.

coming.

Mo Jiu smiled inwardly and did not restrain this feeling. He allowed a strong sense of dizziness to hit him. He finally fell down and suppressed all his silver hair with his body.

Moreover, he discovered that he had not passed out, but could still clearly feel everything around him, but he could not wake up.

This is even more interesting...

Without letting him wait too long, Mo Jiu felt a big hand gently touching his chest.

Luo Qingwan looked at Mo Jiu. Her skin was as white as snow and her silver hair was shining with beautiful color. She was lying on the bed irregularly and looked like an unconscious doll that had been thrown away casually.

On the bed.

But if this is a doll, then there is no more exquisite doll in the world.

Luo Qingwan had a touching smile on her face, but she increased her strength on her hands, tearing open Mo Jiu's robe with a "tear" sound, exposing his snow-white skin to the air.

Mo Jiu was originally groggy and thought he was in a dream. At this moment, he was suddenly startled. He struggled to wake up and control his body, but found that his body seemed to have turned into a puddle of water and he could not exert any strength at all.

who is it?!

Mo Jiu's calm heart was filled with unprecedented ripples. He lost the ability to resist. If this person wanted to kill him at this moment, he would probably be able to do so without any effort.

As if sensing Mo Jiu's thoughts, Luo Qingwan's hand slowly circled his chest, and said with a chuckle: "What a beauty, why is she lying here? She knew I was coming, so she took the initiative to use medicine to faint herself.

?"

She changed her voice, not her original tone.

Mo Jiu became more and more panicked and angry. She kept using her magic power to break out of this state, and her lips actually opened slightly.

Luo Qingwan was startled, almost thinking that Mo Jiu was about to wake up, but found that he was just pretending to struggle, teasing Mo Jiu even more unscrupulously.

"Hold...hand..." Mo Jiu squeezed out these words from the gap between her lips, but the next moment she felt that her lips were blocked, and the person pressed her whole body on top of his body.

Mo Jiu felt strong shame, anger and humiliation, but she could only let this person move her hands up and down, letting her play with her body, and her skin was dyed pink little by little.