The heroine who wears a book, her character is broken

Mo Cizhu smiled lazily, propped his chin and watched: "I have given you all the good wine that my young master has hoarded, so don't miss the good wine for a good day."

"What Ah Zhu said is very true." Hu Yan looked at Mo Cizhu as if watching a show, but he was quick to drink.

Mo Cizhu chuckled softly. Even if Hu Yan flirts with her, it’s really something, and he’s just a spectator. After all, the head of a clan won’t stand in line easily. Today’s Mo Cizhu is not worthy of these people. Supporting her without hesitation, even Yun Yang and Zhe Liu still have the desire to observe her.

Drinking a cup, Mo Cizhu smiled lightly, the singing and dancing continued, this dance was extremely beautiful.

Slightly turning his head to see Mo Ciwan who was sitting beside him, he smiled brightly at her, and suddenly felt a feeling that such a husband could not ask for more.

After the banquet was over, Mo Cizhu was also drunk, and Mo Ciwan was also a little drunk.

Mo Cizhu insisted on hugging her, so he really hugged her all the way back to his bedroom, as if telling everyone that this is her person, childish but happy.

After retreating for a hundred years, even though he was by his side, he still felt extremely missed. Mo Cizhu took someone to the bathing pool, and couldn't help kissing his sweetheart.

"Ah Wan~ I miss you so much." Mo Ciwan's heart softened when he heard the man's coquettish behavior.

"I miss you as well."

I don't know who took the initiative first, the delicate and soft body was entangled in one place, and the sweet and gentle chanting was accompanied by the waves in the empty bath.

The eager entanglement again and again seems to be out of control after the first time, and the nature hidden in the blood adds to the desire for the person on the apex of the heart.

Mo Ciwan looked at the weeping little dragon with a red nose, and it was clear that his tail was making trouble, as if he had bullied her.

But it is impossible to say who is bullying whom, it is just possession of each other.

Mo Ciwan's face was dyed with flying clouds, and his eyes rolled around, which was really charming, and the eyes that had faded from the cold, always contained an inexhaustible affection.

When the drunkenness dissipated, people were also tired, so they had to hug each other and sleep.

It's just that I never wanted to wake up again, such a pleasant day is finally over.

Mo Cizhu looked at the letter sent to her by the demon king, and asked her to go to the human race instead of the demon court to attend the [-]-year-old birthday banquet of the head of the Si family.

Mo Cizhu, who was still on the bed, saw the demon king's message, and sighed, what should come will always come.

The gears of the plot will still turn after all.

At this time in the original book, Mo Ciwan had just stepped into the Nascent Soul stage. The Patriarch of the Si family met the young master of the Si family at the [-]-year-old birthday banquet. remember.

It's just that after the heroine was framed by the demons, he was still afraid that his reputation would be ruined by being implicated, so he never came forward to help explain a word.

But Si Qi also helped to speak.

Speaking of which, the Demon Race is about to make its official debut, the Way of Demons will prosper, and the world will be in chaos.

These are things that Mo Cizhu can't stop. Mozun has entered the Mahayana period, and he is waiting for the rise of the demon clan's rookies. These are not things that Mo Cizhu can reverse by himself.

Even if she is the young master of the demon clan, who cares about a young master with a low cultivation base, and even if she says it, who will believe it?

Mo Ci Wan saw her in a daze, put his arms around her waist, pinched her chin with his fingertips, and kissed her: "What is Zhu'er thinking?"

"The head of the Si family's birthday banquet, the demons may make some moves." Mo Cizhu said in a low voice.

Then Mo Cizhu smiled again: "Would Ah Wan believe it?"

Mo Ciwan pecked lightly at the corner of her lips: "Believe it, Zhu'er said, I will believe it."

That heart was soothed by Mo Ciwan's words.

"The birthday banquet will be in one month, and it's time to go." Mo Cizhu whispered: "By the way, go back and see your parents."

"Okay." Mo Ciwan scratched her nose: "Why are you nervous?"

"I'm afraid my parents won't agree." Mo Cizhu's ears felt hot.

Mo Ciwan pressed her down, kissed her tenderly, and then said seriously: "No."

Seeing her serious appearance, Mo Cizhu simply wrapped his legs around her waist again, responding to her movements.

"Ah Wan, let's double repair~"

"Okay." Shuangxiu means the blending of souls.

It was already three days later when the two set off to return to the human race.

Mo Ciwan didn't bring anyone with her, and those who went with her were those prepared by the envoys of the demon court according to the etiquette. She didn't care, anyway, she was just a vase with a name.

The distance from Zhuri City to Si's house is not too short, and Yujian's flight will take at least a month.

There are so many people going this time, it is naturally impossible for the demon court to lose face, so they used the flying boat to carry people there.

When Mo Cizhu was eating fruit and lazily lying on the recliner, he couldn't help but lament the benefits of a noble status, even a rookie can enjoy good treatment.

From Sunset City to the human race, one must pass through the barrier between human and demon worlds, and there is still a ten-day journey from Sunset City to the barrier.

It is said that Mo Cizhu will be the envoy, but in fact she doesn't have to do anything, just go to someone.

Practicing meditation with Mo Ciwan every day and flirting with each other occasionally is a rare joy.

In another day, they will be able to reach the barrier between the two races.

However, at this time, the flying boat drove to a mountain range where the devil's energy was soaring into the sky.

Before it got close, Mo Cizhu felt it, and Mo Ciwan frowned.

"Stop, send someone down to check." Mo Cizhu ordered directly.

"Yes." The other envoy's cultivation was much higher than Mo Cizhu's, so he could feel it naturally.

However, the person who went down to check went down for a day, but came back and said that he didn't feel any evil energy down there.

Mo Cizhu thought it was extremely weird, but going to the Si's house was also an important matter right now.

"Let the demon court send someone to investigate carefully again." Mo Cizhu said coldly.

The envoy who was in charge of the mission originally looked down upon Mo Cizhu, but now, meeting her heavy gaze, he unconsciously responded.

"Yes, my lord."

I can't feel the magic energy below, but I can feel the magic energy rising to the sky above the flying boat. Why?

"Maybe it's a barrier." Mo Ciwan said in a deep voice.

Mo Cizhu shook his head: "If it is an enchantment, the entire mountain range should be closed, even if it is in the sky, it should not be noticed."

It was true, but even Mo Ciwan couldn't give an answer at this time.

The Mo family sent a letter saying that they had already left for the Si family, and they would meet at the Si family at that time.

This time, all the sects of the various aristocratic families of the human race sent people to celebrate their birthdays.

The Mo family sent Mo Ciwan, Qin Yaozheng retreated, Mo Cang guarded the Mo family, and the elders of the Mo family led the disciples.

Mo Ciwan, the young master at the peak of the fit, went there, but it was not a shame.

All the way through the barrier to the human race, into the territory of the human race.

Mo Cizhu was in a daze now, she hadn't set foot on the human race for 200 years.

It has been 200 years since I came to this world, it really is too fast for cultivation.

Sitting on the edge of the flying boat, with a free and easy posture, he propped his chin and looked at Mo Ciwan who was practicing sword.

When Mo Ciwan finished his sword practice, Mo Cizhu couldn't help applauding her: "Sister is really amazing."

Mo Ciwan put away his sword and walked towards her, Mo Cizhu fed her a piece of melon: "It's very sweet."

As soon as he finished speaking, a piece of softness covered his lips: "Well, it's very sweet."

Mo Ciwan's ears were slightly hot, and Mo Ciwan teased her again. She is no longer that Mo Ciwan who doesn't understand anything, she has changed!

"I didn't say that!"

Mo Ciwan blinked, and kissed the corner of her mouth again: "I said this."

Oh, rogue.

She can!

After entering the territory of the human race, there are still more than ten days to go to the Si family. Mo Cizhu enjoys the last leisure, but there is always a feeling that the storm is about to come.

The flying boat from the demon court arrived at the Si family, and because it was Mo Cizhu, the young master of the demon clan, who came to greet him, it was also the young master of the Si family. When Mo Cizhu got off the flying boat, when he saw the young master of the Si family, He looks like a dog, and he is dressed in a black and gold robe, which looks reckless and coquettish.

Mo Cizhu had an expression on his face that he had eaten Xiang, bumping into a shirt with a potential rival in love, which was disgusting.

Therefore, he didn't have a good look at the young master of the Si family who greeted him.

Si Yu went up to meet him with a smile: "I have heard about the young master's name for a long time, but seeing him today really deserves his reputation."

Mo Cizhu sneered: "Oh, I don't know how the rumor spread to this young master?"

Seeing her deliberately making things difficult, the corners of Mo Ciwan's mouth couldn't help but rise, the little guy was bullying again.

"Naturally, she looks like a god, and she is astonishingly talented."

Mo Cizhu shook the folding fan in his hand: "Well, it's not bad, it's a bit simpler. I'll find someone to write a copy and pass it on later."

Si Yu was stunned for a moment, he almost didn't understand what she meant, is there anyone in this world who is so narcissistic?

"Isn't it right for this young master to look like a god? Everyone knows about his outstanding talent, so why don't you pass on other things, alas, pass on inner qualities such as kindness, gentleness, and intelligence."

Si Jing: ...

"The young master is really smart and interesting." Si Yan agreed, and then changed the subject: "Ah Wan, it's been a long time."

Seeing that Si Guan was going to hold Mo Ciwan to reminisce about the old days, Mo Cizhu yawned, and shook Mo Ciwan's hand: "Sister, I'm sleepy."

Mo Ciwan smiled faintly at Si Jin: "Well, long time no see."

Then he turned his head and looked at Mo Cizhu tenderly: "Do you want to rest?"

"want."

At this time, another envoy from the demon court also came to ask how to place the gift.

Si Jing turned to the topic and ordered people to receive them.

"The young master is exhausted, the Si family has prepared a resting place, please come here."

"Thank you." Mo Cizhu nodded slightly, too lazy to bother him.

Si Yu led the way and spoke to the two of them again, but this time it was with Mo Ciwan.

"Why didn't Ah Wan come with the disciples of the Mo family?"

"Not on the way."

"Ah Wan is with me, so naturally he will come with me, is there any problem?" Mo Cizhu asked innocently.

"Of course not, I'm just curious." Si Quan laughed, thinking about when he offended this man, they had never even met face to face.

"Oh, that's it." Mo Cizhu scratched Mo Ciwan's palm, but he still spoke to Si Quan as usual.

During this journey, whenever Si Guan wanted to talk to Mo Ciwan, Mo Cizhu would answer the conversation aloud.

So much so that they turned around and left after they were brought to the courtyard.

Mo Cizhu pestered Mo Ciwan for a reward, and Mo Ciwan gave her a shallow kiss without hesitation.

"Damn it, can he call Ah Wan? Bah, scumbag." As soon as Si Jing left, Mo Cizhu began to complain about him.

Mo Ciwan also agreed with her: "It's really annoying."

"Ah Wan, stay away from him, I don't like him." Mo Cizhu stared at Mo Ciwan helplessly, afraid that she would have nothing to do with this Si Guan.

"Okay, don't worry Zhu'er who won't get too close to him." Mo Ciwan said solemnly, giving Mo Cizhu a sense of security.

The author has something to say: Zhu'er: Bah, scumbag

Author Bacteria: Who wrote it?

Zhu'er: The author has changed, not me