The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Mo Jiu suddenly understood something. He was in this state deliberately. She just wanted him to feel all this clearly!

Who is she? Why did she do this? Did I offend her in any way?

Countless doubts popped up in Mo Jiu's mind, making his thoughts more confused and more frightened. In the end, everything suddenly stopped based on the feeling of his lower body.

He knew what this feeling was like. It was extremely difficult for him to enter the cultivation state every time. Even the accident that made him unable to meditate during the alchemy process was a nightmare!

The difference was that that time he was controlled by the drug and almost deprived of normal consciousness. This time his body was equally difficult to control, but his consciousness was extremely clear. He could even carefully feel the touch of every inch of his skin.

No, no...

Mo Jiu lost his previous calmness, and panic seeped out bit by bit from the bottom of his heart, just like a person trapped at the bottom of a valley, with a heavy rain pouring down, and watching the rain gradually rise, it was about to cover his head.

The fear of death filled Mo Jiu's heart, and he even forgot to use his magic power. At this juncture, he finally became a weak man with no strength to restrain himself.

Luo Qingwan looked down at Mo Jiu, with a gloomy look on her face. She didn't feel any trace of Yuanyang in Mo Jiu's body. Sure enough, he lost his body that day.

She had expected this for a long time, but she still held a trace of fantasy in her heart, hoping that she was wrong, but reality slapped her hard in the face.

Luo Qingwan's eyes flashed with a strange light, looking at Mo Jiu's slightly frowning cold eyebrows, she pressed her hands on his chest, feeling his wildly beating heartbeat.

It turns out that Master is also afraid...

Are you afraid that I will kill you?

Qingwan was reluctant to kill her master.

Luo Qingwanyu raised her hand, and at some point a blood mark appeared on the pad of her index finger, and a drop of blood seeped out slowly.

Her pupils suddenly turned purple, and the drop of blood was dyed with such a color that it looked like the venom of a poisonous snake.

In fact, this is no different from venom. Even people with advanced cultivation will have big problems if this drop of blood is integrated into their bodies, because demon power can easily contaminate pure mana. Even just one drop will make the mana become mixed.

His cultivation has regressed a bit.

Luo Qingwan took the demon pill, which was equivalent to destroying her cultivation foundation, but it was not a disadvantage to her cultivation and talent. It would only increase the upper limit of her talent, at least her cultivation level... Taking a few pills

With the medicine, you can quickly return to your original state, even beyond it.

It can be said that Luo Qingwan is no longer a human being in a sense. Most of her blood has been transformed into a demon. This process is naturally painful, but she doesn't care at all.

As long as this allows her to possess the master, she will completely turn into a demon, so what's wrong with that?

A seductive smile appeared on Luo Qingwan's lips, and she inserted her index finger directly between Mo Jiu's lips, stirring it slightly, and let all the demon blood fall into his mouth.

Demon...

Mo Jiu naturally felt this strong demonic energy, and his heart was even more frightened. Where did this demon appear from, and how did it enter the Xiaoyao Sword Sect?

Moreover, when he thought that he was being so humiliated by a demon at this moment, the humiliation in Mo Jiu's heart became more and more intense. However, under the force, he had to passively let the demon blood flow into his throat, and his still clear consciousness gradually became cloudy.

, it seemed like demon blood entered his body, confusing his mind.

…

Luo Qingwan panted slightly, her delicate body dripping with sweat. She had never done anything like this before, but she tasted such a delicious food for the first time, which made her unwilling to stop at all.

Mo Jiu passed out.

"Master..."

Luo Qingwan finally made a voice and shouted out the two words that she could only shout in her heart before. The satisfaction in her heart was unparalleled.

She looked at Mo Jiu who was unconscious beneath her. Most of her beautiful silver hair was spread out on the bed. A few strands of hair stuck to her cheeks or body in the process, making her look like she was wrapped in spider silk.

The beauty who lives there seems to be bound, and can only let people do whatever they want, but cannot resist.

Luo Qingwan also thought that in the final stage, the Ecstasy she refined with demon blood gradually lost its effect, but Mo Jiu did not wake up. Instead, he followed her indifferently, instinctively chasing after the beauty.

The taste of.

This is the instinct of a monster, given to him by her.

Luo Qingwan smiled, leaned down and kissed Mo Jiu, but there was no tenderness at all, it could be called rough and violent.

Master would also like her to treat him like this, right?

Luo Qingwan tidied up her messy clothes a little, then looked at Mo Jiu's jade-like skin, made another cut, and smeared a blood stain on his belly below the navel, as if she wanted to draw some kind of

pattern.

As a result, her blood dried up immediately, and Mo Jiu's cultivation was still there. With her current state, it was unreasonable to want to control him.

Luo Qingwan is not discouraged, there will always be a chance.

She had already felt a hint of demonic energy in Mo Jiu's body, and the magic power that was as pure as the cold winter snow was no longer pure.

I'm sure the master's expression will be very wonderful when he sees himself when he wakes up, right?

Luo Qingwan chuckled and walked out of the cave, leaving Mo Jiu alone on the bed.

…

Mo Jiu woke up, and as Luo Qingwan guessed, her expression was really wonderful.

He looked inwards at himself and said with a faint smile: "Is this evil spirit? My magic power has been polluted a little bit."

‘Is the knot... over?’ The system poked a small head out of the data space and asked cautiously.

When the host does that kind of thing, it will be locked in a small dark room, which is very uncomfortable.

"It's over." Mo Jiu activated his magic power, cleaned his body, then took out an alchemy furnace and planned to start refining the elixir.

The system looked shocked. In the past, after the host finished doing that, he would lie lazily for a long time. Why is he no longer a salty fish now?

It was confused and asked.

"Am I this salty fish image in your eyes?" Moji's mouth twitched slightly as he explained, "I already have two copies of the basic materials. Even if the Lord God releases the task of refining the human elixir, I will be able to do it immediately. So.

Now we can start refining the chemical elixir, at least make the prototype first."

'Then why do you look anxious?'

"Of course I'm anxious, because if I don't practice now, I won't have the chance in the future."

Mo Jiu had felt the demonic energy before, and when he looked inside his body, he discovered that the demonic blood had been melted into his blood, and there was a hint of ambiguity when activating his magic power.

It's not that he can't erase this trace of evil spirit, but he won't erase it.

Otherwise, with his level of cultivation, how could his 'good disciple' dare to show his cards against him?

Moreover, Luo Qingwan had no idea that his body had long been contaminated with various poisons, and it was all suppressed by his cultivation.

If one day he loses his cultivation...

Mo Jiu chuckled, he was happy to see that irreversible situation.

When the time comes, will Luo Qingwan regret it? Or regret it? Or regret it?