The heroine who wears a book, her character is broken

The people from the Mo family arrived the next day. Mo Cizhu originally wanted to meet Mo Ciwan together, but when he was about to go, the people from the Yaozu came to report that there was a fight between the monks and the people from the Yaozu.

Mo Cizhu had no choice but to go over to have a look, then turned to look at Mo Ciwan: "Ah Wan, please tell my mother for me, I will go to find my mother later."

"Okay, if it's difficult, you can tell me." Mo Ciwan said softly.

Mo Cizhu grinned and said, "Well, good."

Then he leaned over and kissed Mo Ciwan before following the messenger.

After passing by, I saw an accompanying demon monk fighting with two human monks, and it was obvious that the demon monks were at a disadvantage.

The deputy envoy of Yaoting who was in charge of the mission followed behind Mo Cizhu: "How will the young master deal with it?"

Mo Cizhu looked at him in surprise: "Ah? You are not solely responsible this time?"

Deputy envoy Zong Ji took a step back and saluted respectfully: "Your Majesty has ordered that all matters concerning this mission be respected by the young master."

Even if there is only superficial respect, at least it is respect, without revealing the slightest disrespect, like a person who strictly follows the orders of the Lord.

"Tsk, it's such a big pot to throw down, it's troublesome." Mo Cizhu was not in a hurry, she really didn't understand what the demon king was thinking, why she was asked to take full responsibility and just pushed her in front of everyone.

Mo Cizhu raised his hand and let out the cane chair and melons and fruits, and sat in the crowd to watch the fight: "Which of you can beat them?"

Zong Ji thought about it and pointed to a few people.

"It's up to you, go up and beat up those two monks." Mo Cizhu said, knocking on the melon seeds.

Zong Ji also just rushed over, and after hearing Mo Cizhu's words, he asked the pointed monster clan to go up.

"Won't the young master ask about the cause and effect?" Zong Ji asked suspiciously.

Mo Cizhu glanced at the angry crowd, with a disdainful human face on his face: "What is there to ask, it's nothing more than that the human race looks down on the monster race, and there is a conflict. If you ask, why don't you beat me up, huh."

Even though the Human Race and the Monster Race are on good terms now, there are always some Human Races who think that the Human Race is more noble than the Monster Race, and even laugh at the past when the Monster Race was suppressed and beaten by the Human Race when the Monster Race was in chaos.

Wenfeng is powerful, but her time in power is too short, and she has been down for many years. Today's Demon King doesn't seem to care about these things.

Mo Cizhu propped his chin and watched the fight in front of him. Someone helped the Yaozu side gradually gain the upper hand.

"Sit." Mo Cizhu gave Zong Ji a chair, and said calmly.

Zong Ji looked at Mo Cizhu's eyes changed a little, this young master was very different from what he imagined, he was calm and saw things thoroughly.

The sect disciples who were watching looked at Mo Cizhu angrily: "It really is a monster race, so barbaric, and there is no etiquette."

Mo Cizhu chuckled lightly, and was not angry: "What kind of etiquette do we Yaozu talk about in the human race? Are you teaching me how to do things?"

She raised her hand and swung the dog-beating stick, and with one stick, the beeping man was thrown out, nailed to the pillar next to him, and frozen instantly.

"Beat the dog stick, so good, come back."

She hooked her fingers lazily, and returned the dog-beating stick to her hand: "Zong Ji, what do you think of the name of this young master's dog-beating stick?"

The corner of Zong Ji's mouth twitched: "The young master's name is naturally the best."

Beating a dog stick, doesn't that mean that the person who was beaten just now is a dog.

"My young master also thinks so."

The dog-beating stick shook excitedly when someone praised it, and was quite happy.

"Dagou stick, you have changed, you finally understand the name." Mo Cizhu said gratified.

Those sect disciples felt as uncomfortable as if they had eaten flies when they heard this name.

"Don't deceive people too much." The voice came, and Mo Cizhu looked over, and it was Duanmuyan.

"Daoist Duanmu." Mo Cizhu smiled and nodded: "What's the matter?"

"Young master, you are a member of the monster clan who beat people first, and you let it go without restraint, and you actually help the tyrant to abuse." Duan Muyan was still in love with Mo Cizhu yesterday, but today he hates Mo Cizhu because of his love.

Mo Cizhu couldn't help but sigh that this love can't stand the hardships, so he just said a few words to him, cheapskate.

"Did the monster clan do it first?" Mo Cizhu asked with an innocent face: "This young master doesn't know, why don't fellow Daoist Duanmu explain the cause and effect to this young master."

Duanmuyan motioned to the attendant beside her to give her, and Mo Cizhu kowtowed melon seeds, and asked Zongji in confusion: "Anyone can talk to this young master? Doesn't it need a certain status?"

"At least you must have the identity of Young Master Duanmu, right?" Mo Cizhu understood after finishing Zong Ji's words, and said flatly.

Duanmuyan's face turned ashen in an instant.

But still took a deep breath and talked about the cause and effect.

What could be there is nothing more than what Mo Cizhu guessed, the specific point is that the Yaozu people were strolling casually, Duanmuyan and the Yaozu people bumped into each other, Duanmuyan and others laughed at the Yaozu and his party for not understanding Etiquette is worthy of being an inferior race. Of course, many of the words were added by the people of the Yaozu following Duanmuyan's words. For example, the human race said that the Yaozu is an inferior race.

"It's not that you guys are the ones who flirt first, the monster race is an inferior race?" Mo Cizhu rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"Where do you start?" She asked seriously.

Someone in the crowd said: "This is an inferior race, otherwise why do you Yaozu have to turn into human beings at the end of your cultivation?"

The reason they dare to say this is because the representatives of the various sects are honored as honored guests by the Si family, and the head of the family personally receives them. Only this young master of the demon clan is not only greeted by the eldest young master of the Si family, but also the unfavored Si family. The second young master received him, but the head of the family didn't see his face, so no one thought it was worth it.

Mo Cizhu nodded upon hearing the words: "So that's the case, I understand."

After speaking, the dog-beating stick fell to the ground, and the bone-piercing coldness dissipated: "So fellow Daoist Duanmu, did you scold this young master?"

"Turning into a human form?" Mo Cizhu sneered, "Where's the face?"

"God Pangu opened up the world, and God Nvwa made human beings out of earth, so the human race came into existence. And the human race just imitated the appearance of the ancient gods? The appearance of humans? Do you think you are more noble than the ancient gods?" With her words, the entire Si family was shrouded in a cloud, and thunder and lightning billowed.

It attracted everyone's attention, and even the elders of various sects who were drinking tea together were shocked.

The Dragon Clan has the ability to call the wind and call the rain, and Mo Cizhu was really angry just now, and accidentally caused this cloudy sky.

She looked gloomy, looking at Duanmuyan as if she was looking at a dead person.

"This young master is inferior? Huh? Why don't you say it again?" The dragon power belonging to the Frozen End dragon clan was released, and everyone present felt a biting cold.

Duanmuyan was the closest to her, and felt the strongest sense of oppression.

With an airtight pressure, he suddenly shot at Mo Cizhu.

Mo Cizhu smiled slyly, neither dodging nor avoiding.

I saw the dog-beating stick hitting Duanmuyan's abdomen neatly.

Just as he was about to dodge Duanmuyan's sword, he saw a flash of sword light, and Duanmuyan's arm holding the sword fell to the ground.

Mo Cizhu turned his head and saw Mo Ciwan beside him.

In an instant, the cloudy sky cleared.

Mo Cizhu threw himself into her arms: "Sister~"

Encircling her waist, Mo Ciwan asked gently: "Is there any injury?"

"They bullied my people, bullied me, and scolded me." Mo Cizhu complained.

The aura around Mo Ciwan's body became colder and colder, and there was even more murderous intent in his eyes.

Zong Ji was dumbfounded, young master, are you so good at it?

"Duanmuyan?"

"Well, it's him who scared me." Mo Cizhu said aggrievedly.

And Qin Yaozheng who rushed over saw Mo Cizhu's aggrieved face, and immediately felt distressed, and the disciples of the Mo family behind her also felt distressed.

"Zhu'er, what's the matter? Why are you wronged? Who bullied you?" Qin Yaozheng asked distressedly.

Mo Cizhu came out of Mo Ciwan's arms, and acted like a baby in Qin Yaozheng's arms: "Mother~Zhu'er misses you so much."

All the onlookers just now were stunned. You acted like you were killing everyone just now, are you really the one being bullied?

"I would like to ask Xuzong to explain this matter." Mo Ciwan looked at Wen Xuzong's elders who had just arrived, and said in a cold voice.

"Ask Zhu'er who was bullied by Xuzong's people?" Qin Yaozheng asked softly.

At this time, the two Yaozu people also left the two provocateurs who asked Xuzong: "Young master."

Those two demon clan nobles stood in front of Mo Cizhu: "It has been resolved."

Mo Cizhu touched his nose: "Zhu'er has been bullied back."

Qin Yaozheng touched her head: "That's good."

"If you bully Junior Sister, you will bully them back. Would you like me to beat them up again? Be good, Junior Sister will not be wronged."

Asking Xuzong that the elders who just arrived were stunned, what's going on, why did their own disciples offend the Mo family?But the problem is, one of their big disciple's arms is still on the ground.

"What's going on? Why did Young Master Mo break off one of my disciple's arms?"

"Zong Ji, hurry up, say it again with added fuel and vinegar." Mo Cizhu, who played the bullied child, sent a voice transmission to Zong Ji to let him say it again.

Zong Ji played with the teacup in his hand: "Naturally, the noble disciples bullied the young master of my demon clan. Dare I ask, is my young master of the demon clan an inferior demon clan? My entire demon clan is inferior to the entire human race." ? Dare I ask that the human race is now above the gods of the wild? When will my monster race become inferior to the gods in order to follow the gods of the wild? "

"The disciples of the noble sect only broke an arm when they attacked my young master of the demon clan. If the emperor is here, it may be more than that."

"Then why did Shao Mo take the initiative?"

Zong Ji looked at him like a fool: "Why not my wife, the young master of the demon clan, seek justice for the young master of my clan?"

"Madam Young Master?" Mo Cizhu was stunned.

Only after I reacted did I realize that Zong Ji is such an idiot!In front of Qin Yaozheng, he kicked the door of her closet!

Mo Ciwan gave Zong Ji a sensible look.

Duanmuyan was still howling on the ground, but after hearing the cause and effect, Elder Xuzong's face turned black and white.

The elders of other sects also control their own disciples.

Seeing this, the Patriarch of the Si Family hurriedly came out to smooth things over: "Since you have already been punished for asking the disciples of Xuzong, why don't you let this matter go."

Mo Ciwan held the Profound Sky Sword in his hand and said, "Apologize."

Her voice was slightly cold, and there was no room for discussion.

And asked Xuzong's hot-tempered elder: "You juniors, don't bully others too much."

Mo Ciwan unleashed coercion, his spiritual consciousness suppressed Wen Xuzong's disciples, his eyes were cold.

"The little distraction period is to tell the deity, can't the deity make a disciple of the Jindan period apologize? Huh?"

At this time, everyone realized that Mo Ciwan actually had the strength of the peak body, because she was too young, and it was easy for people to ignore her true strength.

Sweat appeared on the elder's face: "Rebel, don't apologize yet!"

Duanmuyan had one arm broken, but he was still forced to apologize to Mo Cizhu: "Duanmuyan is rude, I hope the young master will forgive me."

Mo Cizhu still huddled in Qin Yaozheng's arms: "Please also ask Fellow Taoist Duanmu to think twice before speaking in the future, so let's forget about it today."

She said with a generous look.

Duanmu Yan was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

This farce ended, and this time the Yaozu had won.

Zong Ji has a little more admiration for Mo Cizhu, and also a little more affection.

She didn't favor the human race because she grew up in Mo's family, and she was even a person who was good at using all powers.

Today, not only do people remember that she is the young master of the Yaozu, but also people remember that she used to be the young lady of the Mo family, and she is now.

Qin Yaozheng pinched her face: "Okay, are you still wronged?"

Mo Cizhu smiled obediently: "Don't be wronged, mother Zhu'er really misses you~"

"Young junior sister, don't you miss us?" Third senior sister Ji Shu raised her eyebrows and asked.

"I think about it~ all the brothers and sisters think about it."

Mo Ciwan watched them from the sidelines for a long time, seeing Zhu'er being booed and warmed by everyone, his face became gloomy again.

The author has something to say: Zhu'er: He bullied me!

Onlookers: I almost believed it