The heroine who wears a book, her character is broken

Mo Ciwan watched Mo Cizhu return to his residence, then turned and went in another direction.

Zhu'er remembered the Mo family, which made her quite happy.

It's just that Mo Ciwan still doesn't know very well, because she checked in her previous life and knew that there was something wrong with the Jing'an Chamber of Commerce, but how did Zhu'er know?

And the directions of the eight gates of Zhuxian Formation, how did Zhu'er find out?

Relying on his strong spiritual sense, Mo Ciwan listened to the conversation of Mo Cizhu and the others the whole time. Fortunately, the spiritual sense is strong in the soul. Although the body became weaker after rebirth, the spiritual sense was not damaged.

In the end, Mo Ciwan just sighed lightly, the little girl has been exceptionally good in this life, so it's better not to make the same mistakes again.

She walked into an attic, and someone came out to greet her respectfully.

"My lord, this is the person who colluded with the demons found in the Jing'an Chamber of Commerce." Mo Ciwan took a seat on the second floor, and someone gave her a piece of jade, which recorded some scenes.

Mo Ciwan pursed his lips: "Okay, I got it."

"The demons haven't found any powerful people coming to Pingtan City yet."

"There are no demons in Pingtan City?" Mo Ciwan asked calmly.

"No, but recently some demons have been found in the town below."

"Check it out." Mo Ciwan didn't believe that a large number of demons that suddenly appeared in the Mo family two years later would appear and disappear out of thin air. After all, there was some way to hide their identities, and they had been hidden in the dark.

She remembered that at that time she wanted to take Zhu'er to escape from the back mountain, but even the trail connecting the back mountain to this small village was guarded by demons, and that's why she couldn't protect Zhu'er.

The other party must be very familiar with Pingtan City and the terrain around Mo's house.

"Yes."

"In addition, keep an eye on these places." Mo Ciwan raised his hand and transformed the map of Pingtan City, marking several places on it. If Mo Cizhu was here, he would definitely find that it was she who told Zheliu and Yunyang The place where the two stared.

"Yes."

Mo Ci explained a little later, and then went back. After she went back, the person next door had already fallen asleep, and it was not very good to sleep with the quilt in her arms.

After hesitating for a while, Mo Ciwan went in anyway, and sat by Mo Cizhu's bed for a while, looking at her peaceful sleeping face, his face softened a lot.

Can't help pinching her little nose: "Zhu'er is really powerful now."

Mo Cizhu waved and patted Mo Ciwan's hand uncomfortably: "Hmm~"

A little impatient, her small face wrinkled and buried under the blanket.

Mo Ciwan laughed softly, covered her with the quilt and went out.

Such bamboos are extraordinarily lively and lovely.

The next day when Mo Cizhu woke up refreshed, Mo Ciwan was already waiting for her, and they had to go back to Mo's house today.

Mo Ciwan was still dressed in white, with cold eyes. When Mo Cizhu opened the door and saw Mo Ciwan waiting for her outside, he greeted her in a good mood.

"Morning sister~"

"Morning." Mo Ciwan returned her a faint smile, and waved to her: "Breakfast is ready, there is your favorite sweet porridge."

"Here we come." As soon as Mo Cizhu heard about eating, his steps accelerated a little.

Mo Ciwan served her porridge and placed it on her seat.

"It smells so good." Mo Cizhu smelled it, with a satisfied expression on his face.

Can't wait to scoop up a spoonful of porridge and was about to drink it immediately, Mo Ciwan grasped her wrist in such an eager manner.

"I'm not afraid of being hot, the porridge just came out of the pot not long ago." Mo Ciwan said with a little reproach.

Mo Cizhu stuck out his tongue: "Ang, it's okay, thank you sister ~ sister is the best."

Seeing her acting good to him, Mo Ciwan couldn't continue to blame her, so he let go of her wrist: "Drink slowly, no one will grab you."

Mo Cizhu obediently lowered his head and took a sip of the porridge. The temperature was moderate, neither hot nor cold. Some people looked cold, but in fact, it was his younger sister who had to help her to adjust the temperature of the porridge.

It's embarrassing to be treated this way, and of course Mo Cizhu doesn't mind a little more.

The porridge is very sweet, Mo Cizhu finished a bowl in twos and twos, she just likes sweet things.

"What are you in such a hurry for?" Mo Ciwan still filled another bowl for her while talking.

"This is called respect for food!" Mo Cizhu said solemnly.

"Okay, I should learn from you and respect food." Mo Ciwan couldn't help pinching her little face.

Mo Cizhu finished his porridge and ate a steamed bun. After eating and drinking enough, he followed Mo Ciwan back to Mo's house contentedly.

In fact, Mo Cizhu has been fasting now, but it is impossible to give up the desire to eat, and it is impossible in this life. As a foodie, it is absolutely impossible to give up food.

In view of the fact that Mo Cizhu still looks like he can't practice to the outside world, so he still uses Mo Ciwan's sword when he goes back.

She was tugging at the corner of Mo Ciwan's clothes, not at all restless, Mo Ciwan had to wrap her arms around her waist and hold her in his arms: "Don't move around."

Mo Cizhu stuck out his tongue: "It won't fall, I just want to see the scenery."

"If you want to come out, tell me later, I will bring you out, there are many opportunities." Mo Ciwan said softly.

Mo Cizhu lowered his eyes, not knowing what she meant by what she said, and whether she knew something.

Turning around and hugging Mo Ciwan's waist: "Sister, what if one day you find out that I'm not a human race?"

Mo Ciwan met her eyes, reached out and squeezed her earlobe: "So what, are they all from my Mo family?"

Hearing this, Mo Cizhu was stunned for a moment, she hugged Mo Ciwan and rubbed against each other: "Sister, you are so kind."

"Why do you ask that?" Mo Ciwan slightly tightened his arms around her waist.

If Mo Cizhu looked up, he would see a glimmer of expectation in Mo Ciwan's eyes, looking forward to her confession.

"Well, just ask." Mo Cizhu still didn't decide whether to say it directly.

Mo Ciwan's expression remained calm: "Yes."

"No matter who Zhu'er is, my parents and I care about you equally."

Mo Cizhu felt warm in her heart, the Mo family really treated her very well.

Maybe she can really say it directly, but it's not the most difficult thing to reveal her identity. If she wants to return to the Yaozu, it is the most difficult thing to say.

Another reason why the Mo family was wiped out back then was that they were isolated and helpless. She couldn't stop the holding of the Demon Slayer Conference, but maybe she could find someone to help?

If she is looking for someone, the best place to look for her identity is the Yaozu, right?

Let Yaozu come to Mo's house in the name of taking her back to Yaozu, in this case she must leave Mo's house.

But basically she didn't say anything, it is estimated that the current demon king will find her soon, and the news that Zhe Liu and Yun Yang found her should have been sent back to the demon clan long ago.

There has never been an impenetrable wall in this world. In the original book, Zhe Liu and Yun Yang were betrayed by the people around them and died at the hands of the Demon King because they found clues about the death of the former Demon King's mother.

So not all the people around them can be trusted.

But Mo Cizhu doesn't care, she doesn't mind that the demon king knows her existence, and there are some things to do when she can return to the demon clan.

Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, Mo Ciwan rubbed the top of her hair: "What are you thinking?"

"I didn't think about it, my sister's sachet smells good." Mo Cizhu really felt that the fragrance on Mo Ciwan's body was very good.

"If you like it, I'll give you one later." Mo Ciwan said softly.

"My sister is so nice."

After returning to Mo's house, I went to see Mo Cang and Qin Yaozheng.

Mo Cizhu didn't go to Zangshu Pavilion, but went to the martial arts training ground to play with his brothers and sisters.

Seeing her playing with other people, Mo Ciwan also followed. It happened that two disciples were competing, and Mo Cizhu yo bet on who would win.

Mo Ciwan looked at her helplessly. Seeing the appearance of those disciples, it was not uncommon for her to retreat these days.

It stands to reason that this kind of thing is not allowed in the Mo family, but Mo Cizhu even set the table down, and Mo Ciwan couldn't get rid of her, so he left her alone.

Seeing that Mo Ci was late, the others were a little scared.

But when she saw that she took two high-grade spirit stones and pressed them to one side, her fear turned into surprise. She never thought that Mo Ci Wan would come to place a bet. You must know that Mo Ci Wan was at Mo’s house in the past, although he looked young , but act indifferently and only talk about the rules and not the feelings.

Of course, if you consider that the perpetrator is Mo Cizhu, then that's another story.

Seeing that Mo Ciwan had already bet, the others followed suit.

When the competition between the two above was over, many people who bet with Mo Ciwan had made money. Mo Cizhu looked at Mo Ciwan sadly. It was the first time that she lost as a banker!

"I'll give it." Mo Ciwan rubbed her head amusedly.

"Sister is kind-hearted, gentle and generous." Mo Cizhu praised whenever he said, and Rainbow Fart said it without hesitation.

Other disciples:  …

Gentle and generous?Can you say that again?

Mo Ciwan really took out the Lingshi to compensate Mo Cizhu, but turned around and called out the bettors one by one.

"Go to the deacon's hall to receive the punishment."

It is simply the interpretation of ruthlessness to the extreme.

Mo Cizhu: ...

Is it too late for her to slip away now?

It turned out that it was too late, she just had a thought, and Mo Ciwan's flying sword landed at her feet.

"Has Zhu'er dropped out of swordsmanship practice in the past two years?" Mo Ciwan asked her softly.

It's not good for Mo Cizhu to think secretly, and it's definitely not lazy to be lazy, but if Mo Ciwan wants to check her, it won't be very good, after all, she can't beat Mo Ciwan.

"No prospect." Long Zhao said in disgust.

Mo Cizhu: ...

Master, you always wake up at a good time, and you always wake up when you shouldn't.

"Hey, do you despise Master?" Long Zhao said coldly.

"Don't dare." Mo Cizhu answered Long Zhao silently and aggrieved in his heart.

How dare she dare, Mo Ciwan is the No. [-] heroine, and Long Zhao is the No. [-] boss who can kill her in seconds even if only Long Ling is left. She is a weakling who has no room to speak.

Mo Ciwan took her to the place where she used to practice sword every morning.

"Let me check to see if Zhu'er is lazy." Holding a long sword in her hand, she looked at Mo Cizhu with a smile.

Mo Cizhu couldn't talk about his suffering, so he could only call out a dog-beating stick to fight her.

During the fight, the appreciation in Mo Ciwan's eyes was undisguised, but his strikes were much heavier than before.

After Mo Cizhu competed with her, the tired people collapsed on the ground, looking at Mo Ciwan with aggrieved and sad eyes.

Meeting her gaze, Mo Ciwan coughed: "I've made progress."

Then she changed the subject and looked at the bamboo stick in her hand: "Have you chosen a name yet?"

"got it."

"what is it call?"

"Beat the dog!"

Mo Ciwan:...

"Very good." She was silent for a moment, then said lightly.

"Yeah, I feel pretty good too."

Seeing her somewhat proud appearance, Mo Ciwan fell silent again.

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Ah Wan: I can’t answer this question

My friend went home today and went shopping, so the update is a bit late