All My Fans in the World [Quick Transmigration]

It was a little girl about seven or eight years old. She combed her hair with two buns, her eyes were big and round, and she looked very innocent and cute.

She looked at both sides of the door and found that there was no one. She seemed a little more courageous and walked in.

5917: "Host, she should be the demon palace saint in the plot. When she grew up, she had a vicious personality and once threw the male protagonist into the snake den." The Lord may not live to the day when he cuts off his menstrual veins.

Therefore, the moment he saw this little girl, 5917 became vigilant, the host has no power to restrain the chicken, it has to protect the host!

The little girl seemed to be very interested in Mo Ziyu, she went straight to the bed, looked at Mo Ziyu with blinking eyes, and waved her hand in front of his eyes, "Little sister."

5917: "..." Is there something wrong with the little girl's eyes? ...But the host is so cute, with such long eyelashes, pink and tender face, and wearing a red padded jacket, lying under the quilt, she really looks like a little sister.

"I heard what you said." Mo Ziyu's unwavering voice reached 5917's ears.

"I'm sorry, host, I was wrong." 5917 quickly admitted his mistake.

Then 5917, who was extremely anxious, suddenly saw his host open his mouth to the little girl, showing a smile.

When the "little sister" smiled at herself, the little girl was obviously very happy. She clapped her hands and laughed out loud in excitement, then covered her mouth in panic, looked at the door, and found that no one was coming. He raised his voice, "Little sister, my name is Shui Li, what's your name?"

She didn't ask Mo Ziyu to answer, and continued: "The people here are all straight-faced, they look so scary, especially the fierce-looking lord, they said you were his adopted child, I thought You have a straight face too."

Speaking of which, she stretched out her finger as if wanting to poke Mo Ziyu's face, but she seemed to be afraid of hurting him. She stretched halfway and then wanted to retract it, but Mo Ziyu grabbed her finger. She seemed a little flattered and looked at him foolishly. She smiled, "Little sister is so cute."

"Meet Your Majesty."

At this time, the sound of salute came from outside the door, Shui Li gasped, looked at Mo Ziyu reluctantly, and then gently pulled out his fingers, "I'm leaving, next time Come to play with you."

"She's so cute." Looking at the little girl who sneaked out, Mo Ziyu said.

5917 is still shocked by the serious inconsistency in the setting of this character. It seems to have read a fake plot, in which the extremely vicious saint of the magic palace was so cute when she was a child?

Although she sneaked out, the little saint was still caught by the Mozun in the yard.

Mo Ziyu didn't hear what they said clearly, but soon Ying Wudao returned to the room, seeing that he was fine, the tension in his eyes dissipated a little.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Ziyu turned three years old. During this period, almost everyone in the Demon Palace knew that the Demon Lord had a son who loved him so much, but no one knew his name, and few people even saw him. he.

One of the saints who had seen him, since that time, Mo Ziyu has never seen her again, she seems to have disappeared from this world out of thin air.

Apart from not having any playmates, Mo Ziyu's childhood was quite comfortable. Ying Wudao was obedient to him, and seemed to sincerely raise him as his son.

"Xiao Yu, do you miss Daddy?" Ying Wudao, who came back from the outside, scooped up Mo Ziyu and put him on his lap, with a look on his face that the people of the magic palace might dig out their eyes and wash it several times. smile.

Mo Ziyu's current name is Chu Yu, his surname comes from the small handkerchief that Mo Ziyu was in when he was abandoned, and his name comes from Mo Ziyu himself.

"I think about it." The child's voice was clear and crisp, Mo Ziyu showed a big smile at the man, and then kissed the man's face, "Xiao Yu misses Daddy."

The smile on the man's face deepened, and he kissed Mo Ziyu on the cheek, "You're so good, Daddy misses Xiaoyu very much, and Daddy introduced Xiaoyu a new friend."

5917 is obviously used to this way of getting along with the two of them, and there is no fuss anymore, it is just thinking, why it has been so long, only three years have passed!

In the past, the host did not complete a mission for more than three years, this time it was too long, and the host should play the villain role, why did he become the protagonist here?That's all, there is nothing unusual about returning the data back to it, which is simply unbelievable.

What surprised 5917 the most was that Mo Ziyu only asked this question at the very beginning, and never cared about this question after that.

Mo Ziyu's body fusion degree is 100% this time. He has seen his appearance in the mirror, and it is exactly the same as his original appearance when he was a child. He originally thought that Ying Wudao should remember the previous memories, but obviously he didn't.

As soon as Ying Wudao finished speaking, the people waiting outside the door came in, "Shui Li has met His Majesty and Young Palace Master."

Compared with three years ago, this saint is much more stable. She has a gentle smile on her face, and she looks delicate and cute in a green gauze dress.

Mo Ziyu glanced at her, then threw himself into Ying Wudao's arms.

"Xiao Yu doesn't like it?" Ying Wudao patted Mo Ziyu's back lightly and asked warmly.

A look of panic flashed across Shui Li's face, her back that was kneeling straight suddenly bent down, her head hit the ground with a bang, her face was pale, her body trembling, "My lord, spare me."

Mo Ziyu shook his head at this moment, "There is no dislike."

"Then Xiao Yu is shy?" Ying Wudao said with a smile.

In the end, Shui Li was left behind to be Mo Ziyu's playmate.

5917 also had a good impression of the little saint who broke into the host's room back then, but what made it strange was that she was no longer as lively and cute as before, and she panicked and panicked when Mo Ziyu said anything, and seemed particularly boring.

However, what makes it strange is that the host seems to like her very much, teasing her from time to time, and the relationship between the two can be considered good.

At first, Ying Wudao had to keep an eye on the two of them all the time, but later the ascetics started attacking Moxiu for some reason. After protecting Mo Ziyu, he disappeared from time to time.

It is still before the plot happened. The plot mentioned this war, and it lasted for about ten years. Ying Wudao was seriously injured in this war, and later he used the original owner as a furnace to heal his injuries.

Except for his accident, everything seemed to be developing along the line in the original plot.

Mo Ziyu started practicing at the age of five, just like the protagonist in the plot, he is born with water spirit roots, and also the so-called ultimate furnace physique.

5917 raised his concerns many times, "Host, let's not practice, what if the Demon Lord wants to pick you up again in the future?"

"It took a total of 500 years from the beginning to the end of the plot, how long can you live without practicing?"

"..." Faced with this realistic problem, 5917 compromised.

However, he was kidnapped before the end of the war without waiting for the demon king to recover.

The one who kidnapped him was none other than the saint who was placed beside him by Ying Wudao and had been his playmate for more than ten years.

She drugged Mo Ziyu while he was cultivating to remove his cultivation base, and then took Mo Ziyu out of the palace smoothly relying on the prestige of the two in the magic palace.

Getting off the flying magic weapon, Mo Ziyu tied his hands behind his back, and the other end of the rope was in Shui Li's hand, and she was pulling him deep and shallow into the valley, his eyes were full of doubts, "Sister , where are you taking me?"

"Don't talk." Shui Li's voice was indifferent, "If you want to blame it, blame you for being the son of the Demon Lord."

Mo Ziyu looked a little scared, but then obediently closed his mouth.

5917: "Host, why did you follow her?" Not to mention that Mo Ziyu didn't get the trick at all, his physique transformed with soul power is not generally high, and his practice is making rapid progress. Ordinary rope bound.

"It's fun." As he spoke, Mo Ziyu stepped on a stone, twisted it, and couldn't help but yelled, "Ouch."

"What's the matter?" Shui Li turned his head impatiently.

Mo Ziyu sat on the ground with his head bowed, clutching his ankle, raised his head with red eyes when he heard her question, and said pitifully, "Sister, I sprained my ankle, it hurts so much."

5917 looked at the red and swollen ankle deliberately twisted by the host, and couldn't help but roll his eyes. This spiritual power from the cultivation world obviously gave the host more room to display his acting skills.

Shui Li stared at Mo Ziyu's originally white and delicate ankles that were now swollen and swollen for a while, the unbearable look in his eyes disappeared for a moment, and then he immediately changed into a disgusted expression, "You are just being raised too much by the Demon Lord!" I'm so delicate, I can't bear such a little injury. Get up! Keep going." As she spoke, she pulled the rope in her hand hard, and directly dragged Mo Ziyu up from the ground.

Mo Ziyu's face was full of grievances, and he limped behind her, gasping for air and groaning from time to time, but he didn't complain anymore, but his little appearance was pitiful no matter how you looked at it.

"Host, what do you want to do?" 5917 was puzzled.

"I'm too tired from walking." Mo Ziyu replied.

5917 is even more confused. What does walking too tired have anything to do with hurting your feet?

After dawdling and walking for dozens of steps, Shui Li finally got impatient. She turned her head and walked to Mo Ziyu's side, silently picked him up on her back, and strode forward with him on her back.

5917, who was full of doubts just now, suddenly felt speechless, and could only give a thumbs up in his heart, the host is really amazing!

This year, Mo Ziyu has only been practicing for 13 years, and he has reached the middle stage of the magic core, which is equivalent to the middle stage of the golden core of a Taoist. However, he may only be 13 years old when he formed the core, and his current body shape is also maintained at 13 years old. Shui Li, who was maintained at the age of seventeen or eighteen, was even a little shorter, so it wasn't a breach of harmony for Shui Li to turn his back on him.

Mo Ziyu, who didn't think there was anything wrong with asking a girl to carry it on his back, said to 5917: "Xiao Wu, when do you think Ying Wudao will come?"

"Host, the Demon Lord is in a decisive battle right now, and he probably won't be able to spare time for three days." 5917 answered truthfully, if this girl has malicious intentions, the host may only have bones left by then.

"Make a bet?"

Hearing this sentence, 5917 was terrified.