The heroine who wears a book, her character is broken

The two fell into the city, and Mo Ciwan immediately held Mo Cizhu's hand.

The nervousness was beyond words, Mo Cizhu's heart warmed up, and the hand held by Mo Ciwan moved, his fingers interlocked, and the cool hand touched Mo Ciwan's warm hand, and there was a trace of strangeness in his heart for no reason.

"Be careful." Mo Ciwan said warmly.

"Well..." Mo Cizhu obediently let her lead her. Although this city is not as prosperous as today's big city, it is still lively with people coming and going.

Many things can only be seen in ancient books.

"Is this a human from the prehistoric period?" Mo Cizhu asked curiously after wandering around.

"It should be." Mo Ciwan was not very clear.

"Miss, do you want a hairpin?" A peddler stopped them as they walked, Mo Cizhu and Mo Ciwan stopped, looked at each other and walked over.

The workmanship of the hairpin is not exquisite, and it is not comparable to the workmanship of later generations. Mo Cizhu picked it up casually, chatted with the peddler, and learned that this place is Wangyue City, which fell under the Kunlun Mountains and received Goddess Nuwa and God Fuxi. shelter.

After picking it for so long, Mo Cizhu still bought a bracelet. Fortunately, the spirit stone can still be used in this world.

The bracelet is very simple in workmanship, but Mo Cizhu likes it very much. There is a raindrop-shaped jade hanging on the woven red rope, which is simple and not crude.

"Sister, reach out." Mo Cizhu said with a smile to Mo Ciwan.

Mo Ciwan stretched out his hand obediently, and Mo Cizhu put the bracelet on her: "I knew it would match well with my sister."

The girl's slender fingertips intertwined with Mo Ciwan's, and she raised her hand to look at her wrist, her face was full of satisfaction, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, delicate and cute.

Mo Ciwan couldn't help but reached out and scratched her nose: "It's not rude to come here, but sister should pick one for you too?"

"Okay~" Mo Cizhu pulled her back to the stall.

Mo Ciwan picked up a bracelet similar to his own: "How about this one?"

Seeing Mo Cizhu holding the bracelet in comparison with his own, Mo Cizhu's face became inexplicably hot, this is not like a couple's bracelet.

"Miss has a good eye. These two strings are originally a pair. If they share the same mind, they can sense each other if they get close." After the hawker explained, Mo Cizhu's face became even hotter. Isn't this a couple bracelet.

"Does Zhu'er like it?" Mo Ciwan asked her gently.

"I like everything my sister gave me." Mo Cizhu whispered.

"Then sister will put it on for you." Mo Ciwan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his eyes loving and gentle.

Mo Cizhu raised his eyes to meet those eyes, his inexplicable heart seemed to miss a beat.

He obediently stretched out his hand and let Mo Ciwan put it on for her. Mo Ciwan focused on putting the bracelet on her, and then smiled at her with his lips curled up: "It fits Zhu'er very well."

"Thank you sister." Mo Cizhu tiptoed slightly and kissed Mo Ciwan's cheek.

Mo Ciwan reached out and rubbed the top of her hair, she was used to it, but Mo Cizhu's cheeks became hot after kissing him.

The two continued to walk around the city. The city has not grown day by day, and it is almost certain that this is the prehistoric period.

Looking for an inn to stay, Mo Cizhu ordered a table of food, the taste was not as good as later generations, but it was still acceptable.

After eating and drinking, Mo Cizhu took Mo Ciwan back to sleep.

The next day, the two thought about going out of the city to have a look. At this time, the wilderness was not as peaceful as in the later generations, and there were many fierce beasts with undeveloped minds. However, with the protection of God Nuwa and God Fuxi, the human race was still relatively stable.

For Mo Cizhu, it was a good time to practice, and Mo Ciwan didn't stop her, and only helped her when she couldn't beat her.

Just like at this time, the three-headed bird was attacking fiercely, and Mo Cizhu still couldn't beat her. She was surrounded by the flames of the three-headed bird, and Mo Cizhu's ice could not completely extinguish it. Mo Cizhu couldn't cope with the attack of the three-headed bird.

Just as he was about to block the blow with a dog-beating stick, before he could gather his spiritual power, he was embraced into a fragrant embrace. With the Tianxuan sword, the three-headed bird, which was still arrogant just now, suddenly became lifeless.

"Why didn't Zhu'er ask for help?" Mo Ciwan was slightly annoyed.

Mo Cizhu reached out and hugged her neck, and stuck out his tongue: "I think I can still struggle a little more."

"What should I do if I get hurt?" Mo Ciwan was angry at her stubbornness, and also felt a little lost because she had no dependence on him.

Mo Cizhu rubbed her neck: "No~ My sister is here, I won't let Zhu'er get hurt."

This is the truth, Mo Cizhu believes that Mo Ciwan will not hurt her.

"Okay, you don't have to force yourself like this, Zhu'er is already very powerful." Mo Ciwan softened his voice and comforted her.

"En." Mo Cizhu buried his head in the hollow of her shoulder, smelling the faint fragrance of her body, feeling very relieved.

"This place should be the small world left by God Nu Wa, what if I can't get out?" They have been here for almost half a year, but they can't find any exit.

Mo Ciwan combed her hair with his fingertips: "Is Zhu'er afraid?"

"Fortunately, the big deal is that we will die of old age together." She showed a sunny smile to Mo Ciwan, without any shadow. For Mo Cizhu, he has experienced traveling from different worlds, and this kind of thing is nothing.

"Anyway, they all look the same as alive, and there is not much difference from the outside world." Mo Cizhu shrugged.

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

"Are you tired? Go back and rest?" Mo Ciwan asked her dotingly.

"Okay~" Mo Cizhu let loose and Mo Ciwan came here for half a year, and the two also built a residence by themselves, in a remote and quiet place in the city.

Just as Mo Cizhu let go, Mo Ciwan was about to walk back by himself, but was hugged the next moment: "Have a good rest."

His face flushed instantly, and Mo Cizhu buried his head in her arms: "You will spoil me like this."

"Is it not good?" Mo Ciwan asked her with a chuckle.

Mo Cizhu grabbed her clothes and didn't talk to her. It wasn't bad, but he felt possessive.

"Would my sister be so kind to others?" Mo Cizhu asked inexplicably.

Mo Ciwan looked down at her, met her expectant and anxious eyes, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "No."

After getting the answer, Mo Cizhu's ears burned again: "Oh."

She turned her head away from Mo Ciwan's eyes, feeling that she had become more and more dependent on Mo Ciwan recently.

I pouted, feeling that this was not good.

When he got home, Mo Cizhu yawned, the spiritual power in his body was empty, and he simply began to meditate to recover his spiritual power.

Mo Ciwan cooks for her outside. Although Mo Cizhu has bigu, he still doesn't give up his appetite. She likes it. Mo Ciwan doesn't think there is anything bad about it, and it doesn't affect his practice anyway.

Practice is said to be pure and calm, but there are tens of millions of practitioners in this world, and how many people really have no desires or desires.

The neighbor next door smelled the fragrance here and ran over.

"Sister Ah Wan, your cooking is delicious, better than my aunt's cooking." There is a family of four living next door, a couple with a son and a daughter. The daughter looks about [-] or [-] years old and looks pretty. , character is also good.

Mo Cizhu could chat with her, so he often came to have dinner.

"Then let's eat together." Zhu'er's friend, Mo Ciwan was a little more tolerant.

"Then, then, thank you, Sister Awan." The girl smiled at her.

Mo Ciwan still didn't have much expression on his face. When the food was ready, Mo Ciwan turned around and entered the room, and reached out to hang Mo Cizhu's nose: "Zhu'er, let's eat first."

Hearing that the person who was still meditating immediately opened his eyes: "Oh, what are you eating?"

"Your favorite braised pork, salivating chicken, sweet and sour pork, and a chicken soup." Mo Ciwan said with a smile.

Mo Cizhu held her face and kissed her: "Sister, I love you."

The fleeting tenderness on his cheeks made Mo Ciwan's heart tickle like a feather passing by.

"Okay, let's go out to eat."

Mo Cizhu skipped out, and then saw the girl next door coming to eat, and greeted her cheerfully.

The three of them ate together, and the girl praised Mo Ciwan from time to time: "Sister Ah Wan's cooking is really delicious!"

Listening to other people's sister Ah Wan, Mo Cizhu took a bite of the flesh. She seemed to understand why Mo Ciwan didn't like her being called other people's sister, and she didn't like being called Sister Mo Ciwan either.

"Hey, I taught it!"

"Can Ah Zhu cook? I haven't tasted the rice cooked by Ah Zhu yet."

"I'll show you some other day. It doesn't taste good and you don't need money."

Mo Ciwan sandwiched a piece of tenderloin for her: "Eat well."

"Oh~"

However, Mo Cizhu failed to fulfill her promise after all. When Mo Cizhu was sleeping in Mo Ciwan's arms at night, the sky suddenly changed, the sky fell into flames, heavy rain poured down, monsters rioted, and the whole city fell into chaos.

Those who were injured by the fire, those who were bitten by monsters, the originally peaceful city instantly became a hell on earth.

Mo Cizhu watched his neighbor's family being hit by the fire falling from the sky, even if he died, his face would be completely changed.

Mo Cizhu, who was too late to save them, only saw four corpses. It was the first time she saw someone close and familiar die.

Her lips trembled slightly, and her chest was filled with sorrow. If she was stronger, could she save them?

"Zhu'er, it's not your fault." Mo Ciwan held her trembling hand and comforted her in a low voice.

"Well..." The dull answer made Mo Ciwan know that she had not forgiven herself.

Mo Cizhu and Mo Ciwan joined the team defending the city and led the remaining humans to retreat to the highest point in the city.

There are many crazy monsters, and the fire is still going on. After a short rest time, Mo Cizhu looked up at the sky. The originally clear sky seemed to be missing a piece, and the black hole seemed to swallow everything.

Something seems to flow out of that black hole, Mo Cizhu doesn't know what it is, this is not something she wrote, even this small world has never appeared in her book.

"I'm afraid it was the battle between the god of fire Zhurong and the god of water Gonggong that caused the world to collapse." Mo Ciwan said in a deep voice.

This small world is to present the past.

Mo Cizhu and Mo Ciwan set up an enchantment at the place where the human race gathered, and the sky was full of fire outside.

Even though he knew that Nuwa would mend the sky in the end, and even knew that the world would be stable in the end, but when he looked at the familiar faces full of fear and uneasiness, and watched the familiar people die in this disaster, Mo Cizhu still felt in his heart. Full of sourness.

If she wants to do something for them, she can't stop this disaster, but at least saving one person counts as one person.

The world in the story collapsed and fell into reality. After all, it is an extremely terrifying thing.

But in just a few days, the world has changed.

The two helped maintain the enchantment, healed diseases and saved lives, and were equally exhausted.

"Sister, what did the common people do wrong? Is it just because they are weak?" Mo Cizhu had a rare leisure time. She looked at the seemingly endless heavy rain outside the barrier, the rising flood, and the monster who was chasing the human race. Beast, asked Mo Ciwan in a low voice.

Mo Ciwan took her into his arms and patted her on the back lightly: "There is nothing wrong with life."

He enjoyed a moment of peace in Mo Ciwan's arms, but he still felt uncomfortable when he heard those painful voices in his ears.

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