The heroine who wears a book, her character is broken

The voice attracted many people to go there. Mo Ciwan and Mo Cizhu were not the first ones to go there, and there were already disciples there when they went.

The shrill sound came from the room where Si's family received guests. The one who died was a closed disciple of Qingyan Pavilion. He was already at the peak of Jindan, and his talent was excellent. It's really a pity.

The appearance of death was extremely terrifying, the blood was drained from the whole body, and the whole person became shriveled, and the skin and flesh were not supported by blood and stuck to the skeleton, making one's heart tremble.

"Demon energy." Mo Ciwan said with a frown.

A man looked at the words Mo Ciwan: "How can Young Master Mo be sure? We all feel the magic energy."

The man was wearing the student uniform of Qingyan Pavilion. Mo Cizhu felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

Mo Ciwan just glanced coldly: "Test yourself."

Not every disciple can distinguish the subtle magic energy, but there will be a reaction with the spirit stone that detects the magic energy, even if it is weak.

Hearing her words, the other was dressed in a blue and white robe, with a golden crown and hair, and a golden ornament on his forehead. His face was slightly feminine, and his peach eyes were particularly attractive.

As soon as he saw this showy outfit, Mo Cizhu knew who it was, Qi Xingyan, the son of the Suzerain of Tianqi Sect.

Bah, you scumbag, you're on two boats.

He said that he was devoted to Ah Wan and would not marry her, but turned around to flirt with other junior sisters.

"What Ah Wan said is indeed true. There is demonic energy in this room." Qi Xingyan took out a crystal-clear spirit stone in his hand, surrounded by a black demonic energy. It is very subtle, but it also shows that there is indeed this room.

"How does Young Master Mo know about such a subtle devilish energy?" The disciple of Qingyan Pavilion still asked puzzledly.

Mo Cizhu sneered, crossed his arms, and looked at the man contemptuously: "What? Do you suspect that she killed the person? I'm useless, thinking that everyone is as useless as you?"

The disdainful look made the disciple of Qingyan Pavilion who questioned him angry: "This demonic energy is so weak that even the spirit stone can only detect a tiny wisp. Young Master Mo felt it as soon as he came. Could it be that there is something wrong with my question? "

"It's okay, you can't notice it, I said you have a problem with your trash?" Mo Cizhu's eyes were slightly cold, and his spiritual consciousness was released, which made the disciple's spiritual consciousness feel a tingling pain.

Mo Cizhu hooked his lower lip lazily: "This is the cultivation of the disciples of Qingyan Pavilion? Others kindly provided clues, but you are pressing each other with every sentence, and any disciple of Qingyan Pavilion can shout in front of this young master. Are you screaming? It seems that yesterday's lesson didn't make you take my monster clan seriously."

She just couldn't see that this man was aggressive, and he looked like Mo Ciwan was the murderer.

"If you really want to say, if you draw suspicion on Ah Wan every sentence, can I also suspect that you are colluding with the demons to kill your fellow disciples, in order to get rid of the suspicion, huh?" Mo Cizhu withdrew his consciousness after finishing speaking , and then saw the special elders of the human race coming, and changed back to the harmless appearance of humans and animals.

"Of course, all of this is just my guess. After all, the people who died were from your human race. It is inconvenient for me to say more, but if someone really framed it, it would be an enemy of my monster race." Mo Cizhu stretched out after finishing speaking. A lazy waist: "Everyone continue, this young master will leave first."

Zong Ji just came here to appreciate the majesty of his young master. Maybe there are still conflicts within the demon clan, but if the human race targets the demon clan, no one will watch the majestic young master of the demon clan be bullied.

Mo Ciwan listened to Mo Cizhu defending himself, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Mo Cizhu followed Mo Cizhu in a good mood. As soon as she walked out the door, the sword energy surrounding everyone instantly became a reality.

"This deity is really going to kill someone, you've already lost your mind by now." Mo Ciwan's spiritual consciousness sound transmission fell into everyone's ears.

The elders of Qingyan Pavilion and the members of the Si family who came in a hurry felt the sword energy, and even they felt trembling.

The elder of Qingyan Pavilion even slapped the disciple directly: "You bastard, you're confused."

The strength of the peak body, even if it is really a demon, no one thinks of a small disciple of the golden core stage, even if it sucks flesh and blood, the cultivation base of the golden core stage is useless to the peak body body.

What's more, Mo Ciwan's aura is so pure, how could it be her.

"Young Master Mo's spiritual sense is so powerful that even I can't see through it. How stupid you are to doubt her." The elder of Qingyan Pavilion looked at the disciple with a look of disappointment.

"Is senior brother's death just ignored?" The disciple and the deceased were senior fellow apprentices, they had a strong relationship, but they were too young, they were usually praised by others, and they thought they were smart when they were young.

Mo Ciwan is not interested in fussing with such stupid people, but Mo Cizhu can't see others saying something bad about her.

After catching up to Mo Cizhu, he stretched out his hand to hold her hand: "Zhu'er doesn't have to argue with him, he's just a clown."

"The clown can't say anything about you." Mo Cizhu's tone was still displeased.

Mo Ciwan laughed softly, rubbed her head: "Okay, don't take it to heart, I feel bad for being angry with myself."

Hearing this, Mo Cizhu was not so angry anymore, but his eyebrows still did not relax: "This matter is very strange."

"It's really strange. Why did the Demon Race only kill a small Golden Core disciple? Not only did they expose themselves, but they also got nothing." Talking about this matter, both of them became more dignified.

"According to the temperament of that Demon Lord, it must not be just to provoke the human race." Mo Ciwan added.

Hearing this, Mo Cizhu was 90.00% sure that Mo Ciwan was reborn. In this life, Mo Ciwan should not know the Heavenly Questions, nor should he know the Demon Lord.

"Indeed, tell Auntie, let the disciples be more careful, Zong Ji asked the monster clan to come with him, and don't go alone." Mo Cizhu said.

Zong Ji responded, but he was surprised by Mo Cizhu's understanding of the demon clan. There are so many surprises hidden in this young master. No wonder the king let himself follow her. He is indeed the daughter of the demon king Wenfeng , faintly already has a bit of the demeanor of the Feng Yaowang back then, but she is different from Wen Feng Yaowang, she has her own way.

After Zong Ji left, the two continued talking, but after all, in the Si family, they couldn't say anything blatantly, they could only communicate with their spiritual sense.

"This may be just the beginning." Mo Ciwan said in a deep voice.

"Ah Wan, can you detect where that wisp of devilish energy went?" Mo Cizhu asked.

Mo Ciwan shook his head: "No, the other party may have done it on purpose. Although it may not be just for provocation, there is indeed a meaning of provocation in it. He wiped away the traces of his coming and going, but left such a trace Demonic energy, let us be aware."

"This, isn't this just cheap, I just like to see you hate me so much, but you can't find me?" Mo Cizhu poohed, the demons really don't talk about martial arts.

"Let's adapt to all changes with the same, the Si family may have something that the demons want to take." Mo Ciwan speculated.

"What can the Si family have?" Mo Cizhu, the creator, was at a loss.

Mo Ciwan also shook her head, she had never experienced this in her previous life.

Qin Yaozheng also went to the scene of the crime, but no one found anything more useful, and they couldn't track down the whereabouts of the demons, but it was well known that the demons had sneaked into the Si family.

For a moment, everyone became vigilant, and the guards of the entire Si family were strengthened by several levels.

When Qin Yaozheng came back, Mo Cizhu and Mo Ciwan went to her and told her their speculation.

For the follow-up estimate, Qin Yaozheng will have to talk to the people from the various sects and aristocratic families.

Mo Cizhu's status is embarrassing, so it's inconvenient to say more, and Qin Yaozheng is here, so there is no need for Mo Ciwan to represent the Mo family.

Qin Yaozheng looked at the two daughters in surprise after listening to the two's conjectures: "Zhu'er, Wan'er, why do you know so much about the demons?"

Mo Cizhu rubbed his nose: "Oh, I asked the Demon King out of curiosity about the character of the Demon Lord, and Zong Ji is a member of the Demon King. I also asked him something today."

"My people have been in the Demon Clan for many years, and I still know about the Demon Lord. Mother, don't worry." Mo Ciwan has always had people who cultivated himself. Qin Yaozheng and Mo Cang both knew about it, and they didn't say anything. Sooner or later, it will be handed over to her. The more capable the daughter is, the better.

"Indeed, with the Demon Lord as a person, it's not just a small fight like this. It's just what you said, the Si family has something that the demons want. Mother really didn't expect this, maybe it is really possible." Qin Yaozheng said seriously.

"I'll talk to the Si family. Wan'er, Zhu'er, you must not act alone these days. Be careful. If you have anything to do, send a letter to your mother immediately." Qin Yaozheng told them.

"Well, mother, don't worry." Mo Cizhu smiled sweetly at her.

Qin Yaozheng also rubbed her head: "Zhu'er has grown up and knows how to protect others." She was talking about Mo Cizhu defending Mo Ciwan today.

The two little guys defended each other, which relieved Qin Yaozheng a lot.

Mo Cizhu blushed and stuck out his tongue.

"Okay, mother has to go find the Patriarch of the Si family, and you guys should also take a good rest."

"it is good."

When he returned to his room, Mo Cizhu sat cross-legged on the bed, propping his chin: "The strength of the demons may be stronger than we imagined."

Mo Ciwan responded, the demons dared to make trouble on the birthday of the Patriarch of the Si family, they clearly didn't take the two races seriously.

"Could it be that the demon god was born?" Mo Cizhu thought of the things described in the picture scroll in the Zhurong Temple, which can make the demon world suddenly full of devilish energy. Apart from the birth of the demon dragon, Mo Cizhu really couldn't figure it out.

Mo Ciwan reached out and stroked her eyebrows: "Maybe, it seems that the two races of monsters have to make preparations earlier."

"There is always a way to deal with it, don't worry too much." Mo Ciwan comforted her.

Mo Cizhu is indeed worried, she has become increasingly ignorant of this world, and the composure of holding the script in her hand when she first time traveled has disappeared, but when she meets Mo Ciwan's eyes, she is at ease again.

"it is good."

Yes, there is always a way, and Mo Ciwan will always be by his side.

Seeing that she had returned to her usual appearance, Mo Ciwan lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead.

Mo Cizhu was not satisfied, he stretched out his hand to hook her neck, and offered his lips.

The next day, the Zongmen family held a meeting, and Mo Cizhu, the young master of the demon clan, was also called over.

Mo Cizhu really doesn't really want to go, Ruanrouxiang hasn't slept enough yet.

But Qin Yaozheng was waiting, and she didn't dare not to go, so she got up reluctantly and followed Qin Yaozheng to the meeting.

In fact, she didn't think this kind of meeting was very efficient.

That is to say, we need to strengthen our defenses now. After the final discussion, the birthday banquet will still be held. The family is in ambush.

Mo Cizhu thinks this is no problem, it is indeed possible.

In addition, it is estimated that it is also to ask the attitude of the Yaozu.

The author has something to say: Mrs. Qin: Don't act alone

Zhu'er: Mother, don't worry, we are inseparable

Mrs. Qin: I was worrying too much