The heroine who wears a book, her character is broken

Mo Cizhu also fulfilled his promise, he really cooked a hot pot for the demon king, and brought Zheliu and Yunyang along with him.

"How did the young master come up with it? I've seen a pot of stew before, but it's the first time I've seen this kind of base material." Zhe Liu and Mo Cizhu have spent the longest time together, and they understand her personality better.

"That's how I came up with it, how can you think, think with your head." Mo Cizhu showed her eight white teeth with an innocent face.

The demon king laughed: "The taste is not bad."

Mo Cizhu chuckled, and when they finished eating the hot pot, Mo Cizhu ran to Mo Ciwan's room. Except for accompanying the Demon King every day, Mo Cizhu was always with Mo Ciwan at other times.

In fact, she could feel a lot of things that were wrong, such as Mo Ciwan's skills, personality, and many differences in daily relationships.

Although Mo Ci in her writing was also a cool person in the late and early stage, he was not a cruel person in his bones.

But since she traveled through time, the Mo Ciwan she came into contact with could not be described as cold and cold, but lonely and cold, with the ruthlessness that she only had after she experienced an accident.

There will definitely be a butterfly effect, but no matter how Mo Cizhu imagines the butterfly effect should not be the development it is today.

She couldn't help but wonder if Mo Ciwan would also be reborn, after all, she could travel through time, so it's not unusual for Mo Ciwan to be reborn.

Thinking of this, Mo Cizhu couldn't help shivering again, hissing that the reborn Mo Ciwan would kill her if he knew that he was the one who caused her life's suffering.

After shaking, Mo Cizhu felt that if Mo Ciwan found out about her life one day, her life would be in danger.

If you want to talk about guilt, you can’t really say it. After all, when you want to write a heroine who is reborn from the ashes from the perspective of a book writer, it is inevitable to create suffering for her.

But in this world, it is true that simple and real people will feel distressed. This is a difference in standpoint and perspective.

Mo Cizhu suddenly thought of the original owner of this body, where would she go?

Even though in the book she was destined to die, after all, she lived for more than ten years, and she always felt that she passed through inexplicably and deprived others of their rights.

Rubbing between her eyebrows, she could only hope that she was still alive, even if she went to her own world.

Although she has nothing to worry about in that world, her life is actually not too bad. After writing the novel, because the writing and plot are not bad, her income in the gold list is not bad all the year round.

But after thinking about it again, the original owner was only three years old at the time, and his IQ hadn't developed yet, so Mo Cizhu couldn't help but sigh again.

But all this is out of her control.

When Mo Ciwan woke up, he saw the little girl propping her chin with a sad face.

"Zhu'er." The voice was not loud when he just woke up, but it was enough for Mo Cizhu to hear

Seeing that she woke up, the gloom in Mo Cizhu's eyes dissipated, and he looked at her happily: "Sister, you're awake."

Mo Cizhu went to help her up, and Mo Ciwan put one hand around her waist: "Is something wrong?"

"No." Mo Cizhu was asked inexplicably.

"Then why are you so sad?" Mo Ciwan asked her softly.

Mo Cizhu smiled at her: "I'm worried about my sister."

She rubbed against Mo Ciwan, her eyes were sincere, and Mo Ciwan believed it.

"I'll ask the elder to show my sister." Mo Cizhu let go of her and ran out in a hurry.

Mo Ciwan looked at the corners of his mouth slightly raised, but when he thought that the little girl was leaving, he suppressed the smile again.

The Mo family has no reason to hold the young master of the Yaozu all the time, let alone Zhu'er wants to go back.

After the elder came over, he took a look at Mo Ciwan's condition: "The young master is fine, it's enough to rest and warm up his spiritual consciousness."

"Thank you Elder Mo Hui." Mo Cizhu also heaved a sigh of relief.

"You're welcome."

After the elder left, Mo Ciwan got up from the bed, and Qin Yaozheng and Mo Cang also came over just now.

But after Mo Ciwan wakes up, he will face the problem that Mo Cizhu must return to the Yaozu.

Sure enough, after Mo Ciwan woke up, the demon king came to ask her to go back.

"Can't you wait any longer?" Mo Cizhu looked at him anxiously: "Wait until my sister gets well."

The demon king glanced at her: "Shouldn't we go back after she finds a Taoist companion and drinks the Hebei wine?"

Mo Cizhu choked for a moment: "It's not impossible."

The demon king touched the snake wrapped around his waist, raised the corners of his mouth, and Mo Cizhu shuddered: "Just kidding, just kidding."

Mo Cizhu sighed and frowned: "Cold, ruthless."

"This deity is indeed so." The demon king responded with a smile.

Mo Cizhu: ...

"How angry, one day I will not be able to speak to others."

The demon king reached out to pinch her dragon horn, Mo Cizhu quickly avoided: "The demon king can't be a hooligan either."

And Mo Ciwan, who happened to come here, heard Mo Cizhu's words, and looked at the Demon King with cold eyes.

Demon King: ...

Mo Cizhu quickly ran to Mo Ciwan's side: "Sister."

The demon king glanced at Mo Cizhu: "Go back to the demon clan tomorrow."

"Oh, I see." Mo Cizhu ignored him, and pulled Mo Ciwan out.

She prepared a lot of small gifts to give to the brothers and sisters of the master.

Mo Ciwan followed her and prepared a complete set of things according to everyone's preferences and needs.

Fifth Senior Sister received a new scimitar, which Mo Cizhu asked Zhe Liu and Yun Yang to collect.

Earth-level spiritual weapons, you must know that the treasures in this world are divided into treasures, magical weapons, and spiritual weapons. Spiritual weapons are the highest grade and extremely rare. Zhu didn't feel bad at all, she didn't need it anyway, but she liked the dog-beating stick that her sister gave her more, it was easy to use.

Fifth Senior Sister hugged her, crying uncontrollably, and then touched her dragon horn: "I knew it was true, and Seventh Senior Brother, that idiot, only believed it."

Although Mo Cizhu felt that personal attacks were not good, but thinking of the surprised and bluffing look of the seventh senior brother just now, Mo Cizhu felt quite right.

It seems that only the seventh brother in the division thinks it is false, after all, such words are really false.

After giving a round of small gifts, Mo Cizhu finally returned to his small yard after being hugged and cried for a round, and then touched a round of dragon horns.

Mo Ciwan followed her, and Mo Cizhu just stood in the yard. There are traces of her life everywhere. To put it bluntly, she is not as attached to her little house in another world as it is here.

The wind chime hanging on the eaves was given to her by Mo Cang back then. The unsmiling Patriarch of the Mo family was extraordinarily careful with his two daughters.

Mo Ciwan took her into his arms: "Sister can also accompany you."

Mo Ciwan is no stranger to the Yaozu, her current strength is not considered weak among the Yaozu, and she can somewhat protect Zhu'er.

Mo Ciwan really thought about this, as long as Zhu'er speaks, she can accompany her. Now the Mo family is not in danger, and Mo Cang and Qin Yaozheng are here. Crashing is impossible.

"No, sister, Zhu'er is no longer a child. People have to bear the consequences of their own choices. Zhu'er can't always be the one who is protected under her sister's wings. No one can always protect anyone." Mo Cizhu said softly.

Mo Ciwan has always known that Zhu'er is very smart and powerful, but listening to her say this, he is a little relieved and a little bit disappointed. The little tuanzi who has been protected has grown up.

For a moment Mo Ciwan even thought for no reason, in fact, if Zhuer is willing, she can always be under his wings, and Mo Ciwan has the ability to protect her for a lifetime.

It's just that Zhu'er is destined to be a dragon soaring to the nine heavens.

"Okay, my sister believes in Zhu'er." Mo Ciwan put his chin on Mo Cizhu's shoulder, and hugged the person in his arms tightly.

Mo Cizhu tilted his head and kissed her cheek: "From now on, I will be the majestic young master of the demon clan!"

Hearing this, Mo Ciwan chuckled softly: "Okay, young master."

Pinching her little face, Mo Ciwan smiled softly, the roots of her ears were a little red because of Mo Cizhu's intimate behavior just now, she really rarely gets so close to people.

Mo Cizhu carefully took out a waist pendant: "The first finished product I made by myself is not very good, it's just a low-grade magic weapon, but the elder said that it can be promoted. When I become better in the future, I will give you a promotion." level, but it may not be able to rise, I am an ice dragon, and I may not be able to use fire aura in the future."

She was hung on Mo Ciwan's waist, and the corners of Mo Ciwan's mouth rose slightly: "I thought Zhu'er forgot."

Mo Cizhu was stunned to hear the strong jealousy, heh, some people look calm, but because their sister didn't give her a gift, their hearts are turbulent.

Mensao really hammered.

"It's okay, I can use fire aura." Mo Ciwan kissed her forehead again, and Mo Cizhu's cheeks turned red again.

In order to hide his embarrassment, Mo Cizhu reached out his hand shamelessly: "What about my gift!"

The person who was begging for a gift took out a sachet and hung it around her waist for her. The color was also the light blue that Mo Cizhu liked.

"Look at it." Mo Cizhu looked at the sachet.

"As long as you like it." Mo Ciwan spoke softly.

After that, Mo Cizhu cooked hot pot with Qin Yaozheng and Mo Cang.

Then Mo Cizhu took Mo Ciwan to her Shuilian Cave, where they stayed until dawn.

The demon king knew Mo Cizhu's itinerary for the day like the back of his hand.

"She is very popular." Yao Wang suddenly said such a sentence after Mo Cizhu said goodbye to everyone in the school.

Zhe Liu didn't understand what he meant, but he couldn't keep silent, so he could only reply in a low voice: "Your Majesty is afraid that the Young Master will be too merciful?"

The demon king sneered: "Be kind? She is not kind. Is she kind to the demons?"

Zhe Liu was silent, indeed, the young master was not kind to the demons at all.

"Just like her mother, she cares too much about the people she cares about, and is too deadly." After saying this, Zhe Liu felt the temperature of his whole body drop a bit.

As long as the king mentions the lord, he will be moody.

Zhe Liu began to doubt the young master's conjecture, could it be that the emperor really cannot but love the Lord?

Whether you are a human or a demon, you will always have a heart of curiosity and gossip.

Mo Cizhu didn't know that her words had mislead Zhe Liu.

She slept peacefully on Mo Ciwan's head in Shuilian Cave all night.

The next day, when it was light, I went back to Mo's house.

The demon king and ten thousand demon tribes are waiting for her, and the throne belonging to the young master of the demon tribe is also waiting for her with great momentum.

Looking at the scene, Mo Cizhu suddenly felt that she was not using the demon king, but that the demon king would have picked her up like this, and promoted her to the position of everyone's attention in the cultivation world.

If you are not careful, you will lose your position forever.

For this demon king, Mo Cizhu still couldn't figure it out, saying that he was moody, but since we met, he was quite talkative, but Mo Cizhu knew that he was not a talkative person.

Many members of the Mo family came to see her off, and Qin Yaozheng dragged her along and told her many things.

And Mo Ciwan watched from the side without saying anything.

Mo Cizhu didn't have a hug with her until he left. Among so many people who cared about her, Mo Ciwan was still the most special one.

She is no longer just a heroine, Mo Cizhu sincerely regards her as a sister, and doesn't want her to repeat the same mistakes in the future.

After stepping on the throne belonging to the young master of the Yaozu, Mo Cizhu knew that the road ahead would not be so smooth.

Mo Ciwan looked at the leaving team and lowered his eyes. If she had the strength to contend with the Demon King, Zhu'er would not have to return to the Demon Clan, she was still too weak.

In her previous life, Mo Ciwan never had any worries. She never considered life and death when she did anything, because there was no way out, no worries.

But not in this life, there are people behind her who need to be protected, and Mo Ciwan is not just a lonely and reckless person.

After Mo Cizhu left, Mo Ciwan retreated again, and after that, he was the youngest monk in the combined body stage in the cultivation world, and his cultivation speed was unmatched by anyone.

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