The heroine who wears a book, her character is broken

Mo Cizhu was depressed for a while, but he went to bed obediently. Mo Ciwan waited for her to fall asleep again before entering the room.

The people lying on the bed were stretched out, and one person took up most of the bed.

She smiled helplessly, then arranged her sleeping position and covered her with the quilt again.

A few days before the competition, Mo Ciwan was a little busy. After all, he was the young master of the Mo family, so he couldn't compare to Mo Cizhu, an idler.

Qin Yaozheng and Mo Cang also intend to let her have more contact with young disciples of the sect family.

Mo Ciwan was not here today, and Mo Cizhu was bored, so he wandered casually with the disciples of the Mo family.

As for the disciples in the realm of comprehension, fights are always inevitable, but another elegant word is called sparring.

The elder sister's current cultivation is not low, and her swordsmanship is superb, so she will inevitably be challenged.

Holding a bamboo stick in his hand, Mo Cizhu stood under the competition stage and watched to cheer for his senior sister.

The fifth senior sister stood beside her and explained to her. Mo Cizhu listened with great interest. This kind of thing often happens in Zongmen, but there is no place for Mo Cizhu anywhere. Although she is fast At the age of ten, ordinary people would probably slowly draw qi into the body at this time to practice, but Mo Cizhu can't do it. The whole Mo family knows that Miss Mo's family can't practice.

But the disciples of the Mo family all liked her and doted on her, no one would laugh at her.

Seeing that the big sister won, Mo Cizhu applauded her vigorously: "The big sister is the best!"

No matter how good-looking the disciples of Shuiyun Valley are, they are not from their own family. Apart from Yan Gou, Mo Cizhu is just helping his relatives.

It's just that she didn't know that the person above who competed with her elder sister was the son of the current Valley Master of Shuiyun Valley, and he was also considered a talented and intelligent person. It would be a bit embarrassing to lose now. Mo Cizhu is still so "arrogant", which makes some people Very upset.

"Who are you?" A man who looked like a little boy walked up to Mo Cizhu, who seemed to be about the same age as her, with a haughty look on his face.

"Mo Cizhu." Mo Cizhu who was questioned lazily replied.

"Have not heard."

Mo Cizhu sneered, and didn't plan to talk to such a brat, why didn't she remember that she had written such a character?

"You compete with me." The boy pointed at Mo Cizhu and challenged.

Mo Cizhu sized up the boy in front of him. He was dressed in exquisite and luxurious clothes, but he felt a little silly.

"No comparison." Mo Cizhu didn't even bother to look at him, his eyes were somewhat lazy and indifferent.

"I heard that Miss Mo's family can't practice, she is really a waste." The young man looked at Mo Cizhu with arrogance and disgust.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with his words. After all, strength is paramount in the cultivation world, and it is a bit useless not to be able to practice.

"You say I'm a waste?" Mo Cizhu was not angry at all, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Mo Ciwan, who just came here to hear this sentence, was going to speak out, but stopped when she saw the smile on the corner of Mo Cizhu's mouth. She still knows a little about her sister. She looks delicate, but she is actually quite Those who have ideas will never let themselves suffer.

"do not you?"

Mo Cizhu sighed: "Hey, let's compare, but you also know that I am delicate and weak, and I can't hold a sword. Why don't you accompany me to compare sword skills with bamboo?"

"Let you let you."

The corners of Mo Cizhu's mouth rose slightly when he heard the words, and he carried her bamboo stick onto the competition stage.

The boy followed suit.

"Mo family, Mo Cizhu, please enlighten me."

"Shuiyun Valley, Lian'an, please enlighten me."

Mo Ciwan looked at the boys and girls on the stage from below. The boys had already learned how to draw Qi into their bodies, and took the lead in making moves.

The girl calmly parried him with the sword, and the bamboo stick swept across the boy's abdomen.

Lian An didn't expect that the girl who was supposed to be helpless was different from what he thought.

There was also a person beside Mo Ciwan, wearing the uniform of Shuiyun Valley's disciples, but it was a little different from ordinary disciples, but it was the same as what Lianyuan saw that day.

"The elder sister of Shuiyun Valley?" Mo Ciwan came to Shuiyun Valley for a few days and this was the first time he saw this elder sister.

"Young Master Mo." Lin Ting nodded slightly to Mo Ciwan.

Mo Ciwan didn't have a bad impression of this Shuiyungu master who was dedicated to Taoism. She even helped her in her previous life. Reminding her that Lianyuan was not a good person could be considered a help, but he didn't take it seriously at the time.

The two simply greeted each other, but neither of them spoke, and neither of them was talkative at all.

Lin Ting's gaze also fell on the girl on the stage. Although she had no spiritual power around her, her sword moves were dexterous and hard to guard against.

Even if Lian An has successfully induced Qi into his body, he is not considered a real monk, he is just physically stronger than ordinary people.

"Young Master Mo's younger sister is very smart. If she can cultivate, she will definitely be a stunning genius in the cultivation world." Lin Ting said truthfully.

Her gaze followed the young girl on the stage all the time, from being plain at the beginning to now a little more regretful.

The corners of Mo Ciwan's mouth rose slightly: "She will."

Lin Ting glanced at Mo Ciwan, the aura of this man made her feel a sense of oppression, and she couldn't see through his cultivation.

She was like a ten thousand year old ice, even Lin Ting could feel the coldness standing beside her.

But when he looked up at the girl on the stage, he was a little more gentle.

It seems that the relationship between the two daughters of the Mo family is very good.

Relying on himself being able to use a bit more aura than Mo Cizhu, Lianyuan did not hold back any tricks.

Mo Cizhu didn't panic at all, he dodged Lianyuan's blow with a somersault, and hit him on the wrist with a bamboo stick with his backhand.

The bamboo stick in Lianyuan's hand fell, he held his wrist in pain, and looked at Mo Cizhu in disbelief.

Mo Cizhu put away the bamboo stick, folded his hands on his chest: "Oh, it seems that I won."

Lian Yu looked at her angrily: "You really can't practice? I don't believe it!"

Mo Cizhu spread his hands: "Believe it or not."

The bamboo stick in her hand was twisted into a flower: "Well, but you are right, I am indeed useless."

"Hey, I just didn't expect you to be inferior to me, disrespectful and disrespectful." She smiled brightly, and blinked at Lianyuan, with a pretty face, who would have thought that the words she said would be so angry What about people?

The disciples of the Mo family below all laughed, but the disciples of Shuiyun Valley were a bit shameless, and they lost both competitions.

Lin Ting stepped forward instead: "Miss is talented, it's not shameful for Lian An to lose."

"Elder Sister!" Lian An glared at Lin Ting dissatisfiedly when she heard what Lin Ting said.

"This is a fact. In the past, you were told to practice harder but you never listened. Today is a lesson."

Mo Cizhu was a little surprised listening to Lin Ting talking to himself on the stage.

But after thinking about it, it's not surprising, Lin Ting is a ruthless female partner she created, she is dedicated to the Tao, and she also cultivates the ruthless way, a woman who only has a sword in her heart!

The heart is ruthless and loves to draw the sword. The god of nature.

After sorting out the character design, Mo Cizhu smiled obediently at Lin Ting: "Senior Sister Lin, stop praising me, I will be proud."

After speaking, he stuck out his tongue with a cute face.

Mo Ciwan looked at Mo Cizhu's obedient behavior to Lin Ting from behind, pursed his lower lip, and his eyes were a little cold.

Lin heard the girl in front of him smiling cutely at him, so he couldn't help but soften his face: "It's okay to be proud, Junior Sister is already smart."

The disciples of Shuiyun Valley choked when they heard the words, that's not what the elder sister said to them on weekdays!

"It's all taught by my sister~" Mo Cizhu walked up to Mo Ciwan and took her arm.

The frost on Mo Ciwan's face melted a little.

"Junior sister, if you are interested in kendo, you can also come to me to learn from it." Lin Ting said sincerely.

Mo Cizhu's heart trembled, looking for a genius second only to the heroine to compete?She still wants to live well.

But there is still a smile on the face: "Okay, if you have the opportunity, you must come and ask Senior Sister Lin for advice."

Mo Cizhu didn't notice that the Fifth Senior Sister and Seventh Senior Brother behind her trembled, the surroundings of the young master are frozen, okay, who doesn't know that the young master is a full-fledged sister-in-law!

"Let's go, go back." Mo Ciwan's cold words ended this meaningless chat in her eyes.

Holding Mo Cizhu's wrist with his backhand, the flying sword landed at her feet.

Mo Cizhu stepped on it without warning, and then the flying sword under his feet rushed out.

"Ah, sister, slow down! Woohoo, I'm afraid." Mo Cizhu was frightened, why didn't she know when the heroine Yujian was so fast!Obviously she rides every day.

The frightened Mo Cizhu instinctively hugged Mo Ciwan's waist, and pressed against her tightly.

Mo Ciwan felt the extra strength of the arms around his waist, the expression on his face relaxed a little, Yu Jian's speed also slowed down, he brought Mo Cizhu to the front, and wrapped him in his arms.

"Sister is amazing, can Yu Jian be so fast?" Mo Cizhu, who had just calmed down, began to praise Mo Ciwan again.

Mo Ciwan rubbed her little hairy head: "I'm sorry I couldn't control it just now."

"Oh, sister used to fly slowly to take care of me?" Mo Cizhu raised his head and looked at Mo Ciwan with sparkling eyes.

The heroine who was crazily complaining in her heart was really scary, the master sister Yujian was not as fast as her, maybe the heroine's cultivation has improved again.

"No, it's not necessary." Mo Ciwan said indifferently.

Mo Cizhu stuck out his tongue, and sure enough, the heroine is getting more and more cold, as expected of her sister!

But when he thought about it again, she was still a low-level rookie, and Mo Cizhu was very melancholy.

When will she become as strong as the heroine? It's fine if she's not as strong, or a little weaker than the heroine. Hey, it's hard to be a monster.

When he got to his residence, Mo Cizhu got off the flying sword, ready to read as usual.

As a result, Mo Ciwan took her hand, took out a few plates from the storage ring and placed them on the table.

The room was filled with the aroma of vegetables in an instant, and Mo Cizhu's greedy worms came out in an instant.

"Maybe it's not as delicious as the food cultivators from Mo's family. Let's just make it up and we'll eat delicious food when we get back." Mo Ciwan said warmly.

Mo Cizhu couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks: "Where did my sister get the food?"

Mo Ciwan was a little embarrassed when asked: "I made it myself, I don't know if it suits your taste."

Hearing this, Mo Cizhu almost thought he was hallucinating, and the hostess was cooking for her?The man the heroine loves the most has never been treated like this!

Sure enough, the heroine is a sister-in-law.

As the accused sister, Mo Cizhu was flattered at this moment, and couldn't wait to taste it.

The taste was actually not bad, Mo Cizhu was moved.

"Zhu'er loves her sister the most!" Mo Cizhu kissed her on the face.

There was tenderness in Mo Ciwan's eyes, and the trace of unhappiness in his heart dissipated. After all, Zhu'er was her sister, and she was closest to her.

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