The heroine who wears a book, her character is broken

Thinking about what I heard in the back mountain before, the little guy should be a Dragon Clan?

The former demon king was indeed a dragon, or a descendant of Frozen End. When she tracked down the demon dragon in her previous life, she found that the former demon king didn't seem to be dead. Mo Ciwan's thoughts were a little wandering. If so, could she help her find her mother?

Mo Ciwan thought casually, but she could only think about it. The most important thing for her now is to save the Mo family. If she can't do this, there will be no future. Of course, Mo Ciwan has confidence in herself. He had dealt too much with demons in his previous life, and he knew too much about that Demon Lord. He was arrogant and conceited, even more so than himself.

Looking at the face of the little guy lying on his lap, Mo Ciwan was very curious about how she knew so much, obviously she didn't come out of Mo's house very much.

She even seemed to know that she was the Yaozu and the young master of the Yaozu.

Mo Ciwan still knows that the current Mo Cizhu is completely different from the Mo Cizhu in the previous life, but it should not be a rebirth. Zhu'er in the previous life did not know his identity until his death.

Fingertips brushed away her hair that blocked her side face, Mo Ciwan's eyes were slightly sunken, hiding an invisible coldness.

At the end of the moon, Mo Cizhu finally woke up. She yawned, hugged Mo Ciwan's waist with her backhand, and rubbed it in a daze. It took a long time to realize that she was not in her bed, and this was not her bed. her pillow.

Her eyes gradually regained clarity, so she was not in the small bed in her rented house, but in the book she wrote.

Even though she has been here for so many years, in fact, Mo Cizhu is still in a trance occasionally, and she always has an indescribably unreal feeling about this world.

Even if everyone treats her very well, Mo Cizhu will always remember that this is the world she created with words.

She didn't deliberately think about going back. In fact, going back or not going back made no big difference to her, but sometimes her thoughts were out of her control.

Mo Ciwan patted her on the back when she woke up, and then saw the person in his arms let go of her, looking at the moon hanging in the sky, seemed to be in a daze, as if not quite awake yet.

The feeling at that moment was very subtle, as if there was a gap between them, and the bamboo was lying on her lap, but it seemed that she couldn't touch it.

Mo Ciwan frowned, this kind of trance illusion is really not good.

"Sister." Mo Cizhu's soft voice fell into Mo Ciwan's ears along with the rustling sound of the surrounding forest wind blowing through the leaves, and Mo Ciwan felt that the invisible gap disappeared.

"En." Mo Ciwan responded softly to her.

Mo Cizhu sat up and yawned: "My sister is so kind~ You can wake up Zhu'er next time, otherwise what if my legs are numb."

She didn't expect that she would really fall asleep, and after sleeping for so long, Mo Ciwan really didn't wake her up.

"No." Mo Ciwan rubbed her head.

Mo Cizhu didn't hide this time, she even felt Mo Ciwan's fingertips brushing against the horns of her head.

She looked sideways at Mo Ciwan: "Is there nothing you want to ask, sister?"

Mo Cizhu suddenly wanted to confess, and he didn't want to hide it from her. It didn't feel good, anyway, she would know sooner or later.

"Does Zhu'er want to talk?" Mo Ciwan asked her warmly.

Mo Cizhu was taken aback, did Mo Ciwan indulge her to such an extent?

"My sister asked, Zhu'er just said." Mo Cizhu said in a low voice.

"Then, when will Zhu'er be able to practice?" Mo Ciwan slowly lit the fire, and grilled meat for her again, and she hunted two more in the afternoon.

Mo Cizhu propped his chin, thought for a while, and told about the wordless book and the seal, but she changed the matter of the seal to Long Zhao telling her, only this, Mo Cizhu couldn't explain to her , She couldn't explain why she knew the seal in her body.

"As for the young master of the demon clan, Master told me that I have half of the blood of the descendants of Frozen End. I read in the library that the former demon king of the demon clan was also a descendant of Frozen End, and the only remaining descendant of Frozen End in the world, so Zhe Liu and the others found I had guessed before." Mo Cizhu finished in a low voice.

"I didn't tell my sister and my parents because I didn't know how to say it. After all, the monster race and the human race are not the same kind, and it seems that I should leave. I grew up here since I was a child. Of course I would be reluctant. My sister and my parents are right. Zhu'er will remember my kindness." It's not a lie, it's just that she wants to leave whether she says it or not, but she can't find a suitable opportunity to say it.

Mo Ciwan gave the roasted pheasant to Mo Cizhu, and chuckled softly: "I see, no matter what, Zhu'er is the youngest daughter of the parents, and the junior sister of the master, so what are you worried about?"

After receiving the grilled chicken Mo Ciwan handed over, Mo Cizhu sprinkled chili powder on it, then tore off the chicken leg and gave it to Mo Ciwan, with crooked eyebrows and eyes, as if he was in a good mood.

Mo Ciwan made no mistake this time, but still bent down and took a bite first.

"My sister is so lazy." Mo Cizhu said to her with a smile.

Mo Ciwan took the chicken leg, and flicked her forehead with the other hand: "I baked it, who is the lazy one."

"I, I am." Mo Cizhu stuck out his tongue.

After eating, Mo Cizhu cleaned up his hands and squatted next to the cold pool again: "Sister, do you think there is really nothing down here?"

Mo Ciwan was a little helpless, but he was really curious to see her, so he unsheathed the flying sword and went straight into the water.

Seeing Mo Ciwan's actions, Mo Cizhu was a little surprised, well, she is too good.

"There seems to be something inside, very deep." When Mo Ciwan's flying sword returned to his hand again, he said lightly.

"Is it safe for my sister to go down? If there is danger, forget it." Mo Cizhu casually picked up a splash of water with a dog-beating stick, and then broke it up with a bamboo stick. Some water droplets splashed on Mo Ciwan's body. Mo Cizhu She didn't seem to expect that, she stuck out her tongue: "I'm sorry."

His eyes were slightly drooping, and it was rare that he looked obedient. Mo Ciwan didn't care much, but just stretched out his hand to her, and Mo Cizhu tilted his head to look at her.

The girl stood beside the waterfall, the moonlight shone on her body, casting a shadow behind her, her water-blue skirt moved with the wind, her eyes were clear, her eyebrows were delicate, and she couldn't hide her playfulness.

"Go down and have a look." Mo Ciwan said softly.

Mo Cizhu smiled at her: "If there is something wrong, we will run immediately."

Hearing Yan Mociwan chuckled, Zhu'er didn't seem to know her strength very well, there are too few people in this world who can really hurt her.

Powerful spiritual consciousness is not just for eavesdropping.

Mo Ciwan smiled, but still responded to the little guy.

"it is good."

The water in the pool was colder than expected, and Mo Cizhu felt a burst of coldness after going to Mo Cizhu, but the next moment he seemed to be protected by someone, and the coldness dissipated.

The two fell for a long time, until Mo Cizhu felt that she was sleepy, and then they reached the pool.

In the process of falling just now, the entire passage was very narrow, barely able to accommodate the passage of the two of them.

After going down, it is much more spacious. Unlike the darkness in the passage, the place below is unexpectedly spacious and bright.

"There really is a dragon palace at the bottom of the well." Mo Cizhu said with emotion.

In fact, it is a metaphor. When I was watching "Journey to the West", there was a dragon palace at the bottom of a well. She just said it casually today.

"Where did you come up with so many weird sayings?" Mo Ciwan asked her with a smile.

"Isn't it right?" Mo Cizhu blinked, she felt that what she said was quite right.

"Correct."

Mo Cizhu spread his hands, anyway, the heroine never refuted what her sister said.

One of the heroine's principles: everything my sister says is right.

The two walked forward slowly, and there was a bridge paved with white jade in front, and on the other side of the bridge was the resplendent Crystal Palace.

Mo Ciwan led Mo Cizhu and walked over carefully. After all, it was an unknown place, who knows what accidents will happen.

"It doesn't look like the front door, it looks like the back door, a place to escape?" Mo Cizhu whispered.

"Maybe." Mo Ciwan led her to the back door.

There are a few words written on the door: "Those who are destined to enter."

Mo Ciwan snorted lightly in disgust: "Stupidity."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the door. The world inside the door was as magnificent and extravagant as the outside door.

When Mo Cizhu saw those shiny things, he gasped and hissed, as if he liked it a little.

"The dragon clan likes these shiny things." Mo Ciwan rarely looked at the people around him jokingly.

"Ah, so it's not that I'm greedy for money, it's my nature." Mo Cizhu seriously made excuses for himself.

Mo Ciwan laughed softly, pinched her nose: "Yes."

"There is a dragon's breath here. It is really left by the dragon clan. Why do dragon clan come here under the mountain behind the Mo family?"

Mo Ciwan didn't quite understand, but the decoration inside was extremely extravagant, and the things used were extremely hard to find.

The two walked inside and gradually reached the main hall.

The layout of the main hall is more luxurious and refined.

There are quite a few spiritual grasses and spiritual weapons inside, which are hard to find outside.

But Mo Ciwan didn't pick it up, and Mo Cizhu didn't dare to pick it up either.

After all, there is no danger in such a place.

But they went around the whole palace and there was nothing special about it. Finally, Mo Cizhu curled his lips and sat down in what looked like a bedroom where they stayed for the last time.

"What, there is no such thing as a powerful treasure, I thought it was a mysterious place." Although there are many good things, but it seems that there is really nothing that can become a magic weapon.

Mo Ciwan scanned the bedroom, but there was nothing special about it.

But when his eyes suddenly glanced at a corner of the bedroom, Mo Ciwan's eyes suddenly turned slightly cold, and the flying sword in her hand immediately flew out, and the sword's intent spread, and Mo Cizhu instantly felt the palace in front of him move little by little. Disperse.

Mo Cizhu looked at the changing scene in front of him in surprise. Is it all just an illusion?And Mo Ciwan broke through.

When all the illusory scenes dissipated, Mo Cizhu gradually understood that this was not a magnificent palace, but an endless darkness, but there was indeed a dragon's breath, and a chilling coldness surged from all directions Come.

Before Mo Cizhu could think about it, he was hugged into a hug full of fragrance, which kept the coldness out for her.

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