The heroine who wears a book, her character is broken

The group returned to Luofeng City with the wind, and went to hand in the mission first. Originally, Mo Ciwan and Mo Cizhu didn't plan to go to the City Lord's Mansion with Luo Xing, but the four of them were arrested just after leaving the hall where the mission was handed in. blocked.

They are the guards of the City Lord's Mansion, all wearing silver armor and guarding the door.

"Young City Master." The leader led the guards and bowed respectfully to Luo Xing.

Luo Xing sighed with a headache: "It's not me, you are mistaken."

"Young City Lord, this subordinate is ordering you to go back and invite your friends to visit the City Lord's Mansion." The leader of the guard said respectfully.

Mo Cizhu and Mo Ciwan stood together and glanced at each other, Mo Cizhu shrugged: "Then go see the Lord City Lord."

Originally, she came out this time for selfish reasons, to know some of her own people, not those from Sun Chaser City.

"Okay." Mo Ciwan interlocked her fingers, never rejecting her.

Hearing that she agreed, Luo Xing immediately went over and took her arm: "Okay, don't worry, I won't let my mother bully you."

Mo Cizhu chuckled, and couldn't help rubbing Luo Xing's head, she seemed to understand why Mo Ciwan always liked to rub her.

As a result, Mo Ciwan grabbed her hand as soon as she rubbed it, and her eyes seemed to warn her not to tease others indiscriminately.

Mo Cizhu immediately retracted his paws, and the paws passed from behind to Mo Ciwan's other waist, scratching gently.

That gesture was clearly embracing Mo Ciwan's waist. When Mo Cizhu was about to withdraw his hand, Mo Ciwan held his paw again, preventing her from taking it back. Mo Cizhu showed her a flattering smile.

"You two have such a good relationship." Luo Xing said enviously when he saw their little movements.

Mo Cizhu looked at Luo Xing inexplicably, and finally couldn't help but patted her on the head, and said earnestly: "You will know when you grow up."

Even Mo Ciwan couldn't help laughing when he heard her mother's tone.

"I'm older than you!" Luo Xing said unconvinced, "I'm already two hundred years old."

Mo Cizhu sighed, what did she say, it is true that Luo Xing is older, but this one's psychological age is younger.

"Young City Lord, the City Lord is still waiting for you in the mansion."

"Okay, I got it, let's go, it's really annoying." Luo Xing's face was full of impatience.

The captain of the guard did not dare to say anything in her anger, and the young city lord's temper was not very good.

Mo Cizhu and Mo Ciwan set foot in the City Lord's Mansion for the second time, but the atmosphere was completely different from the first time.

The captain of the guard led them directly to the living room, and as soon as they entered, they saw a woman sitting in the main seat, dressed in a bright yellow dress, with a stern face, she was seven points similar to Luo Xing, but her temperament was completely different.

Just by looking at you, this city lord can make people feel the sense of oppression from the superior, while Luo Xing is so clean that he can see the bottom of it at a glance.

"Mother~ You've come out of retreat." As soon as Luo Xing saw her, he went over to hug her arm and act like a spoiled child.

City Lord Luofeng's sense of oppression dissipated in an instant, and he looked at his daughter indulgently and tenderly: "I heard that Xing'er went to accept the mission by herself?"

"My daughter is done! The team is also formed by myself!"

It's okay if she doesn't say anything, but Mo Cizhu couldn't help but think of the team formation process when he talked about forming a team. The young city lord's team formation method is really different.

"Okay, okay, mother knows, our Xing'er is really good."

Mo Cizhu sighed in his heart, this is an unprincipled mother who spoils her daughter, no wonder Luo Xing can develop such a character.

"Mother, let me introduce you. These are my friends, Azhu and Sister Ciwan." Luo Xing excitedly introduced the two to City Lord Luofeng.

City Lord Luofeng's eyes fell on Mo Cizhu and Mo Ciwan, and he smiled slightly.

"Young Master, please take a seat, Young Master Mo." She sat on the main seat and smiled at the two of them, but looked at them with some inquisitive eyes.

Mo Cizhu chuckled softly: "As expected of the city lord, this young lord feels that he is quite low-key."

"The Bingyi Dragon Clan has only one bloodline on this continent." City Lord Luofeng raised his hand, and Mo Cizhu and Mo Ciwan each had an extra cup of tea in front of them.

"Your Majesty welcomes the young master back with such great fanfare, there is no reason for us not to know." City Lord Luo Feng raised his mouth slightly, looked at Mo Cizhu and said.

Mo Cizhu took a sip of tea and chuckled, "That's right."

"Mother, what are you talking about, what young master?" Luo Xing looked at the three of them in confusion.

"Xing'er, one of your two friends is the young master of our demon clan, and the other is the young master of the Mo family, the number one cultivator of the human race. They are not unusual identities." City Master Luo Feng explained to Luo Xing.

Luo Xingxing looked at Mo Cizhu and Mo Ciwan staringly: "Am I that good? Just make casual friends."

The other three people present didn't know how to answer immediately, but Mo Ciwan sent a sound transmission to Mo Cizhu's divine consciousness: "She and Zhu'er are quite similar, no wonder they can be friends."

To be precise, the two people's brain circuits are quite similar. If Luo Xing's words were changed in Mo Cizhu's tone, it would be: As expected of me, anyone who makes friends with anyone is a boss.

No wonder Mo Ciwan felt like it.

After hearing what Mo Ciwan said, Mo Cizhu couldn't help laughing out loud, and then attracted the attention of City Lord Luofeng and Luo Xing.

"The young city lord is quite cute."

Luo Xing was unhappy when he heard that, and pouted: "They said they are friends, why do you still call me Young City Master?"

Mo Cizhu coughed lightly: "I don't know why the city lord asked Azhu to come here?"

City Lord Luofeng took a sip of tea: "The young master came to my Luofeng City, and he deserves to receive her. Besides, Xing'er is also thanks to the young master for taking care of her. I should thank you both publicly and personally."

Mo Cizhu looked at that face, but didn't say anything in the end.

"You're welcome. Luo Xing and I are friends, so there's no need to be so polite." She was telling the truth. She indeed regarded Luo Xing as a friend. Luo Xing has a pure personality, and Mo Cizhu also has a detached personality. Very pleasant.

"The young master is really similar to the demon king Wenfeng." The city lord Luofeng saw Mo Cizhu's face, and suddenly said: "The temperament is also similar."

Mo Cizhu shook the hand hidden in his sleeve: "The city lord knows my mother?"

"When the Demon King Feng ruled the demon world, I was also one of her subordinates." City Lord Luofeng showed her a friendly smile.

Mo Cizhu wanted to ask a lot of questions, but in the end he suppressed his inner desire to ask.

City Lord Luofeng ordered someone to prepare a table of delicious food for them, Mo Cizhu was also happy to eat his fill, anyway, the food in the City Lord's Mansion is not bad.

But Mo Cizhu was hesitating whether to exchange Xitu for some information about her parents.

Mo Cizhu really didn't know much about her parents, even Bai An was not mentioned in her original book.

After eating and drinking, Luo Xing said to take her for a stroll around the City Lord's Mansion. Anyway, Mo Cizhu and Mo Ciwan were not in a hurry to leave, so they walked around with her.

This city lord's mansion is quite big, and the design is quite interesting.

"I heard people say that my father designed this for my mother, but I have never met my father. I heard that he died protecting my mother during the battle with the demons." Luo Xing said melancholy.

Mo Cizhu didn't know how to comfort her, she was good at talking nonsense, she was really not very good at comforting others, fortunately Luo Xing didn't have a particularly emotional personality.

"Isn't it beautiful? Mother said that father likes maple red, so the whole Luofeng City was filled with maple trees. I thought before that if I want to find a Taoist partner in the future, I must be as good as my father is to my mother. "Luo Xing smiled very sweetly, with two dimples on his face.

Mo Cizhu smiled back at her: "Yes, if you can't find it, don't compromise yourself. If you like the other party, the other party will also like you."

"En!" Luo Xing nodded in response.

"So are Azhu and Sister Ciwan."

Mo Cizhu held Mo Ciwan's hand, interlocked his fingers, and then blinked at Luo Xing: "I found it, can't Luo Xing see it?"

She brought the hands they held together to Luo Xing and blinked.

"Ang?" Luo Xing didn't react, and looked at the two suspiciously.

Mo Cizhu couldn't laugh or cry, then pointed to Mo Ciwan and said: "Let me introduce again, Mo Ciwan, the young master's Taoist companion!"

Seeing her proud face, Mo Ciwan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and nodded following her words: "Yeah."

Luo Xing froze in place, then said to Mo Ciwan with a mournful face, "It's a good thing he doesn't particularly like Sister Ciwan."

Mo Cizhu: ...

Huo, it's a good thing she took the oath of sovereignty early, otherwise, if Luo Xing's liking for Mo Ciwan grows deeper and deeper, she will be a big rival in love, although this rival in love seems to be quite easy to deceive.

Mo Ciwan coughed lightly: "I only like Zhu'er."

Mo Cizhu's face turned red when he heard the words, could Mo Ciwan not be so straight!Still in front of outsiders.

"Well, Luo Xing, I'm a little tired, I'm going to rest first." Mo Cizhu found an excuse to slip away.

"Oh, it's still the previous guest room, you go." Luo Xing said dejectedly.

Mo Cizhu couldn't care if she was low or not, so he dragged Mo Ciwan and slipped away.

Back in the room, Mo Cizhu held Mo Ciwan in his arms: "Why are you so straightforward?"

Mo Ciwan blinked: "Isn't it good? Let her know, and she won't pester Zhu'er anymore."

"Obviously it's your peach blossom, but blame me." Mo Cizhu seemed to have heard something unbelievable, how could this person talk so nonsense.

"She and Zhu'er have something to talk about, they will hold Zhu'er's hand, and they will call Zhu'er Azhu affectionately." Mo Ciwan began to count each item.

Mo Cizhu: ...

"So my worry is not unreasonable." Mo Ciwan analyzed seriously.

"Stop, stop, don't talk about this." Mo Cizhu pouted, refusing to talk about this topic again. Mo Ciwan was always soaked in vinegar, and he has been like this since he was a child.

But thinking about it this way, I couldn't help but feel happy.

Mo Cizhu was writing beautifully, but was suddenly pressed on the bed: "So Zhu'er wants to make up for me."

After the fiery kiss fell, Mo Cizhu interlocked her fingers, his eyes were blurred by the kiss, and finally ended the kiss, Mo Cizhu watched her heart pounding.

Then he couldn't help but hooked Mo Ciwan's neck, pulled her down and kissed her again, and the two of them switched positions unconsciously.

Seeing Mo Ciwan's slightly swollen lips, Mo Cizhu was satisfied.

Seeing her satisfied appearance, Mo Ciwan couldn't help reaching out and touching her dragon horn: "The dragon horn is out, Zhu'er."

Hearing the words, Mo Cizhu blushed instantly, why didn't she appear when she appeared!

I couldn't help touching the tail, but luckily the tail hasn't come out yet.

Mo Ciwan was amused by her actions again, and hugged her into his arms: "Zhu'er is cute no matter what."

Hearing this, Mo Cizhu was even more shy, his head was buried in her arms and he refused to lift it up, because the kissing emotion could not hide the dragon's horns, it was too shameful!

The author has something to say: Zhu'er: My girlfriend's ability to beat me up is better than mine, melancholy