Vicious Villain’s Whitewash Plan

Vicious Villain’s Whitewash Plan Chapter 288

2022-01-25

Chapter 288 Child of Destiny?

The promise of being locked up is actually locking Mo Jiu in his bedroom, not a prison.

This is obviously not because Han Qingyan and the others are kind, but because they have no control over the prison. Even if Han Qingyan has planning strategies, they dare not openly imprison the emperor.

That doesn't mean the word 'treason' is written on the face? Even if Mo Jiu is an out-and-out tyrant, it does not rule out that some people are still loyal to him, just like Ye Rumeng.

"Tell me, where did you keep Xiao Lin?!"

As soon as the door of the bedroom was opened, Pei Feng, who had been holding Mo Jiu, was no longer soft-hearted. Push him in. Mo Jiu staggered forward a few steps, but failed to maintain his balance after all, and fell to the ground, rolling half a circle on the ground, his long tied hair scattered.

He was on all fours, lying on the ground, suddenly turned back and stared at Pei Feng coldly, the slightly faster breathing revealed that he must be very angry at the moment, but his face was calm. , anger and anger do not show color.

"I said it before, I have no impression of the person you mentioned." Mo Jiu coldly said, standing up slowly from the ground.

Han Qingyan nodded lightly: "He didn't lie."

Mo Jiu glanced at her.

There was a hint of anxiety in Pei Feng's words: "Where is Xiaolin now?"

"Don't panic, I can guarantee that he will be alive now." Han Qing Yan closed his eyes, raised his right hand, and his five fingers flexibly and skillfully kept posing various shapes.

Seeing this, Pei Feng went silent and didn't bother her.

“What is she doing?” Mo Jiu wondered.

Pei Feng opened his mouth and scolded: "Shut up!"

Mo Jiu complexion sank, but thinking about his current situation, he closed his mouth.

After a long while, Han Qingyan opened her eyes: "He should be in jail now."

"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and save Xiaolin!" Pei Feng said anxiously. .

"Then we need Your Majesty to lead us." Han Qingyan looked at Mo Jiu, and the meaning in his words was self-evident.

If you want to go to the dungeon unhindered, you can only rely on Mo Jiu.

Just as Pei Feng was about to say something, Mo Jiu suddenly said: "Okay, I'll lead the way for you."

Han Qingyan smiled: "Your Majesty can bend and stretch."

Mo Jiu was silent.

I will let you die without a burial site when you are in prison!

Han Qingyan stared at Mo Jiu, and suddenly said: "Does Your Majesty plan to wait until after the prison to find a way to capture us?"

Mo Jiu's calm pupils suddenly suddenly Trembling.

Can she know what's on his mind?

"This is not a mind-reading technique, but this minister has a little understanding of Your Majesty and knows that Your Majesty is impossible to surrender obediently." Han Qingyan smiled lightly. Although she called herself a 'chen', but Obviously sarcastic.

As she spoke, she slowly moved towards Mo Jiu and walked over to him.

In the face of Han Qingyan so close at hand, Mo Jiu still face doesn't change: "Why, are you planning to kill me?"

"I still need Your Majesty now, for the time being. No, but..."

tone barely fell , Han Qingyan suddenly shot, and the movement was so fast that Mo Jiu didn't react at all, his lips were pried open, and a perfectly round one was inserted into it. Something, the throat was slammed a little bit, and he couldn't even spit it out, so he swallowed it.

"Hmm..." Mo Jiu raised his hand to cover his neck in pain, surprised and angry, "What did you feed me?!"

Han Qingyan lightly said with a smile: "A little Poison Pill, this is to keep Your Majesty obedient."

"So, Your Majesty better not think about grabbing, or throwing us off. If not My antidote, as long as twelve hours have passed, I am afraid that Your Majesty will enjoy the taste of life rather than death."

Mo Jiu's face changed for a while, and finally hoarsely said: "This is the coldness. I have learned the methods of a military advisor..."

"What nonsense, hurry up!" Pei Feng said solemnly, she no longer wanted to waste half a minute here.

Mo Jiu had no chance of resisting at all, so he had to take Han Qingyan, Pei Feng and the others to the prison.

“Your Majesty!”

When the two guards guarding the gate of the prison saw Mo Jiu, they were startled and then one-knee kneels directly.

Mo Jiu didn't explain a word, just said indifferently: "Open."

The guard hurriedly opened the door, daring not to hesitate at all.

The reputation of the tyrant is in their ears, how dare they ask Mo Jiu what to do? obediently and honestly just follow orders.

Mo Jiu took a step forward and was walking through the iron gate of the prison when Han Qingyan quickened his pace, walked head-to-head with him, and stepped in at the same time.

He was startled, and immediately thought of the reason why she did this.

She was worried that he would go in first and then close the iron door.

But he's already been fed the Poison Pill, so what if he gets rid of them?

Mo Jiu couldn't help sneering: "Han military advisor is really cautious."

Han Qing responded with a light smile.

The three of them walked in the dark prison like this, passing through more than a dozen dungeons, all of which were detained alone with a woman with a beautiful face, but her face was too pale, her clothes were ragged, and her long hair was messy. Many people's spirits have become somewhat abnormal under the long-term imprisonment.

Seeing this, Pei Feng and Han Qingyan frowned together, their faces darkened, and they felt the tyrant's desolation, lewdness and brutality up close.

Mo Jiu, on the contrary, had a flat face, and regarded the lives of these people as grass on the side of the road.

Finally, after passing through several dungeons, Pei Feng and Han Qingyan stopped in front of a dungeon at the same time, and saw a thin silhouette curled up in the corner, the cheek hidden under the messy hair was So fragile, as if it would shatter at the slightest touch.

Mo Jiu's eyes moved slightly.

He also felt a peculiar fluctuation of luck from this person, which was even more intense than that of Pei Feng.

Daughter of luck?

No, they say he is a man, is it possible that is the Child of Destiny of this world?

No wonder they want to kill him, provoking the Child of Destiny of this world, who can survive? !

"Xiao Lin!"

At the call of Pei Feng, the man's body trembled suddenly, and then slowly lifted the head, revealing a haggard face, gloomy. The pupils in his eyes were constantly trembling, as if unbelievable.

"Pei Feng..." he said hoarsely, weak like a dying cat.

Han Qingyan's tone was also a little cold for the first time: "Where's the key?"

bang!

Hearing a loud noise, Pei Feng directly tore down the prison door, then rushed in, hugging the boy tightly in his arms.

"It's really you... It's really..."

Hearing the boy's words with a little weeping voice, even Pei Feng, the Jagged War God, has eyes with With a hint of sourness, he softly coaxed: "I'm late, it's all right, it's all right."

Under her comfort, the boy who had been frightened for a long time finally relaxed, and in Pei Feng's She fell asleep peacefully.

Mo Jiu watched the scene quietly: "He was a man disguised as a woman, so he was caught by the people I sent."

This is a simple explanation, he thought To minimize Pei Feng's killing intent to himself.

But I saw Pei Feng cautiously lift up a corner of the boy's clothes, revealing the bruised skin underneath.

His breathing was inexplicably stagnant at this moment.

(end of this chapter)