The heroine who wears a book, her character is broken

As soon as Mo Ciwan entered the cave, he saw the comatose person and the evil cultivator who had lost his soul.

The anger in his heart was still burning, and he hugged the pale man, his fingertips were trembling.

As soon as she picked her up, the little guy in her arms frowned vigilantly and pushed her away.

"Zhu'er is good, it's my sister, don't be afraid." Mo Ciwan comforted her in a low voice.

However, the little guy's vigilance did not dissipate, and his body was even trembling.

Mo Ciwan checked the evil cultivator and found that he was dead, but the anger in her heart was still hard to dissipate.

As soon as he walked out of the cave, he burned everything inside with a fire.

After investigating the situation of the person in his arms, Mo Ciwan's guilt and anger grew stronger, and Zhu'er's consciousness was actually damaged.

If it was more serious, he might become a fool, Mo Ciwan didn't even dare to think about it.

Back in Shuiyun Valley, Qin Yaozheng had received a message, and the medical practitioners and Danxiu of the Mo family also followed.

"Mother, Zhu'er's spiritual consciousness is damaged." Mo Ciwan's sword cultivator has been busy improving his cultivation these years, and has never been involved in medical cultivation and alchemy cultivation.

"Who is so bold!" Qin Yaozheng was also angry.

"It's an evil cultivator, it's dead."

"Death is not a pity." Qin Yaozheng suppressed her anger and hurriedly arranged for someone to heal Mo Cizhu.

Mo Ciwan stood by the side with a gloomy face. Qin Yaozheng noticed that something was wrong with the eldest daughter, and rubbed the top of her hair: "It's not your fault, it's not your fault."

However, Mo Ciwan just shook her head, her eyes were downcast and her fingertips turned white. She lost it once and finally got it again, but almost lost it again. This kind of panic is indescribable.

Mo Cizhu only felt that his head was always groggy, it was hard to say, and his soul felt tingling from time to time.

Qin Yaozheng looked at the pale little guy on the bed who was sweating constantly, and couldn't help but go over and hold her hand: "Zhu'er is good, mother is here, it's all right."

After treating Mo Cizhu, the doctor gave her another pill until Mo Cizhu settled down.

"Miss is fine now. The damage to her spiritual consciousness is not serious. It's just a matter of recuperating. If I'm not wrong, the evil cultivator should be trying to absorb the soul of the young lady, but it didn't work. The young lady can fight the evil cultivator at such an age. Gifted."

Qin Yaozheng's eyes were also a little complicated, and after thanking everyone, everyone went out, leaving only Mo Ciwan and Qin Yaozheng.

"If Zhu'er can cultivate, he probably won't be worse than anyone else." Qin Yaozheng sighed.

Mo Ciwan brushed Mo Cizhu's pale cheek with his fingertips: "Yes, I will find a way."

If her investigation is correct, Zhu'er should have half of the blood of the White Deer. The White Deer Clan is already very talented, so maybe it's time to go to the White Deer Clan.

Ordinary people can't find the hermitage of the White Deer Clan, but she can find it. Unfortunately, she happens to have what the White Deer Clan is looking for now.

Half of the Heavenly Book was in her sea of ​​consciousness. It was the treasure that the White Deer Clan had searched for for thousands of years. Even though there was only half of it, it was enough to make a deal.

"Just do your best, the Mo family will still be able to protect her for the rest of her life." Qin Yaozheng sighed, with pity hidden in her eyes.

The little guy's life was also miserable.

"Ah."

Qin Yaozheng wanted to negotiate with the people in Shuiyun Valley, so he left Mo Ciwan to accompany Mo Cizhu.

Mo Cizhu didn't wake up until the next day, her head was still a little dizzy, like a hangover.

"Zhu'er woke up, what's wrong?" Mo Ciwan sat on the bedside and saw her wake up, and asked her warmly.

Mo Cizhu patted his small face, trying to wake himself up, but Mo Ciwan held his wrist: "It's red, don't hit yourself."

Hearing such gentle words from the heroine, Mo Cizhu became a little more sober.

She grinned at Mo Ciwan: "Sister~"

"I'm fine, I'm not feeling sick." Mo Cizhu leaned into her arms and rubbed his little head.

"I'm sorry, my sister shouldn't have let you go out alone." Mo Ciwan said apologetically.

Mo Cizhu shook his head: "How can you blame my sister, it's Zhu'er's own fault."

"Okay, Zhu'er is fine, sister, don't worry, won't sister go to the competition today?" Mo Cizhu changed the subject.

"No, we'll go tomorrow." Mo Ciwan whispered.

"That's right, my sister is amazing, I'm going now, no one else needs to be on stage." Mo Cizhu grinned and blew rainbow farts.

Mo Ciwan looked down at her sparkling eyes, and smiled softly: "I'm used to saying nice things."

Mo Cizhu stuck out his tongue: "Hey, it's the truth."

Qin Yaozheng came over quickly when he learned that Mo Cizhu had woken up. The doctor checked Mo Cizhu's body again, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that nothing was wrong.

"Zhu'er, what happened yesterday?" Qin Yaozheng still asked about yesterday's situation.

"Well, I was just walking around in the peach forest, and I accidentally walked to the edge of the river, and then there was a black shadow, I don't know what happened, I fainted, and when I woke up, it was pitch black In the cave, I waited for a long time for the man to come back, his face is so scary, there are many black lines." Mo Cizhu shivered as he spoke.

Don't say she's really scared.

Mo Cizhu said it in a trembling voice on purpose. After all, she is only a child in her teens, so she must be very scared.

It's just that Mo Ciwan would hold her in his arms, hold her hand, and comfort her silently.

Mo Cizhu only felt warm in his heart, this feeling of being cared for.

She only talked about how she used the fire talisman to burn the evil cultivator, and then she just said that she passed out and didn't know anything.

Everyone else fell silent.

"Maybe some other monk happened to be chasing and killing this evil cultivator, so he happened to save my junior sister." The fifth senior sister next to him added.

Mo Ciwan didn't say that she felt a trace of dragon's breath in the cave yesterday, and she didn't understand how the dragon clan was involved in this matter, but the other party didn't hurt Zhu'er, so it might be that she really saved Zhu'er.

Because the evil cultivator was dead and could no longer pursue the matter, he let it go, but Qin Yaozheng still told Mo Cizhu not to stay out of everyone's sight.

"Okay, I'm sorry, it's Zhu'er who made everyone worry."

The little guy is so warm, who is willing to really blame her.

After that, Mo Cizhu didn't dare to run around anymore, and could only obediently follow Mo Ciwan when he was bored.

Perhaps because they were afraid that she would be bored, the senior sisters and senior brothers of the Mo family tried their best to make her happy.

So much so that the painting style of the disciples of the Mo family is completely different from that of the disciples of the main sect beside them. Everyone else is nervous and excited. Only the disciples of the Mo family squeezed towards Mo Ciwan and Mo Cizhu one by one, and the applause disappeared.

Mo Cizhu had the feeling that everyone in the audience was staring at him from time to time, which was terrifying.

If she is really a child, everyone here will blame their brothers and sisters!

At night, I don't know whether Mo Ciwan was afraid that she would be scared or something, so he stopped meditating and just hugged her to sleep.

"Don't be afraid, sister will accompany you." Mo Ciwan hugged her and comforted Mo Cizhu in a low voice.

Mo Cizhu sighed in her heart, in fact, she is not afraid of it, there is no sequelae.

But you can't reject the heroine ignorantly.

When the person in his arms fell asleep, Mo Ciwan felt that she really didn't sleep honestly, and had to put one foot on him.

On the third day of the competition, it finally came to Mo Ciwan's stage. At this time, Duan Boshe, a senior brother of Misty Sect, was on stage. Now there were no other disciples on stage, so Mo Ciwan took the stage slowly.

Duan Boshe is now at the pinnacle of integration, and he can be regarded as the top cultivation base among young disciples.

Many people are full of expectations for this competition.

However, no one thought that Duan Boshe would be defeated with only one move.

Mo Ciwan only made one strike.

Duan Boshe is also a swordsman, he also thought there would be a hearty competition, but who knew there was only one move.

He just pulled out his sword, and Mo Ciwan on the opposite side also made a sword. The sword energy collided, Duan Boshe's sword energy was instantly scattered, and Mo Ciwan cut Duan Boshe's sleeve.

The oppression of the sword intent made Duan Boshe's sword feel fearful, and he couldn't get out of the sword no matter what.

"Skills are inferior to others, I admit defeat." Duan Boshe tried several times, but his sword still dared not fight again. Mo Ciwan's sword intent was too terrifying.

Mo Ciwan is too lazy to fight with these disciples. Although her current strength is only at the heartbeat stage, she still has the strong spiritual power of her previous life, so if she really wants to fight, she will not be able to beat her when she is out of the body, and the current disciples are basically only at the fusion stage. , but separated by Xindong, Lingji, Jindan, and Yuanying.

There was an uproar underneath, and the disciples of the Mo family began to cheer for Mo Ciwan, among them Shu Mo Cizhu was the loudest.

Mo Ciwan looked at the excited little guy, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, but the audience was silent for a moment.

Normally, the young master of the Mo family was as cold as ice, but today he was able to see the ice and snow melt. He was born an extremely beautiful person, but now when he smiled, many teenagers and girls blushed.

Seeing this, Mo Cizhu slammed his lips, blaming her for setting too high a value for the heroine, and she still has such a bit of cute attributes.

"Is there anyone else to challenge on the stage? If there is no one to challenge within Yizhuxiang, then Mo Ciwan will be the leader of this competition." The elder referee asked everyone loudly.

Mo Ciwan stood on the stage, with a long sword in his finger, a long red dress, his eyes slightly drooping and his face calm.

"Si family, Si Qi is here to challenge."

The Si family is the existence of the four great families after the Mo family.

This Si Qisheng is handsome, with red lips and white teeth, not like a boy, but more like a girl.

Mo Cizhu ate the candy given by his senior sisters leisurely, and then heard his senior sister say: "Why does this young master of the Si family look like a woman?"

She didn't dare to answer, and she couldn't say that this was a woman, so she could only respond with a smile, hiding her merit and fame deeply.

This time, just like before, Si Qi was defeated with a single sword, and his hands were still shaking when he stepped off the stage.

Mo Cizhu happily ate a piece of pine nut candy, worthy of being her heroine.

But her eyes turned around on Si Qi. This Si Qi is also a miserable child. No.

Her daughters just concentrate on their careers!

Men, it doesn't need to affect the speed of the sword.

The author has something to say:

Ah Zhu: The heroine I wrote was serious, and the heroine and supporting actress went to work for me!Ma Ma forbids you to fall in love!

Later: Where is the ruthless heroine who is as big as me?How did I become a lily? Is it still me who broke the heroine?