I Transmigrated Into a Novel and Became the Vicious Stepmother of Five Cute Babies

After eating the grilled fish, Mo Ruyue was about to leave here. This is the place where the head rests. She can't stay here.

In fact, the place where the Sect Master is located has more windshields than the place where the disciples stay, as well as tables and chairs.

Ming Sihan watched Mo Ruyue leave.

Afterwards, he glanced at Ling Shoumo next to him, and said faintly, "It seems that the head of Xuanling is very interested in this deity's apprentice."

"It's okay." Ling Shoumo closed his eyes.

He will definitely figure this out.

Mo Ruyue returned to the brothers, which was warmer than Ming Sihan's.

Because there is a bonfire here, and the brothers add firewood from time to time, the surroundings are warm.

Several of the Immortal Sect disciples next door were starving.

It's not that they can't bear the hunger, it's just that someone next to them is affecting them, so naturally they can't bear the hunger.

Cold and hungry, this night is destined to be difficult for them.

Chen Yuluo looked at Mo Ruyue's bonfire with envy, and couldn't help but shouted in a low voice, "Senior brother, I'm so cold."

"Everyone is cold." Xin Zhao pursed his lips. He was a little cold himself. He didn't expect the temperature on the top of the mountain to be so low.

The cold is shivering.

He really didn't have the courage to take off his clothes and put them on for Chen Yuluo.

If his clothes were dropped by Chen Yu, he would also be cold.

There is a game tomorrow, and he doesn't want to be a hero at this juncture.

Gotta save energy for tomorrow's game.

Chen Yuluo was very annoyed when she saw that her brothers were unwilling to take off their clothes and put them on for her.

"Otherwise, let's pick up some firewood and come back to make a fire."

she suggested.

This should be okay, right?

"What are we going to do?" Lan Qi said coldly, somewhat disgusted by Chen Yuluo's thoughts.

This woman will only hold her back.

Chen Yuluo was full of grievances, shivering from the cold wind, "But I'm really cold."

"It's very cold and hold me back. We are disciples of Xuanlingzong, how can we be those people in the Wind Demon Realm?"

Lan Qi said with a stiff face.

He will not imitate those people in the demon world.

Listening to Lan Qi's words, Chen Yuluo cried.

It was the first time I thought Lan Qi was so disgusting, and it was true that face was more important than life.

To die for face and live to suffer.

Ye Xiong stood up and said, "Junior sister, wait here, I'll pick up some firewood and come back, let's set a fire for the two of us."

"Okay, Sixth Senior Brother."

Seeing Ye Xiong stand up, Chen Yuluo felt a little moved, that's all.

Thanks to her having an affair with Ye Xiong, otherwise Ye Xiong probably wouldn't have come out to help at this time.

Chen Yuluo felt proud of his behavior.

She is still the smartest.

Ji Xianfeng thought about it, and followed Ye Xiong to pick up firewood.

He is not for Chen Yuluo, but for himself.

Gotta save your stamina for tomorrow.

After all, there will be a game tomorrow, so no one will be able to bear it for a whole night in the cold.

At that time, because these things affect tomorrow's game, it will not be worth the loss.

Which is more important, he weighs it clearly.

Cheng Yi and Wen Song, after thinking for a while, got up and left.

When other disciples of Xianmen saw that the disciples of Xuanlingzong were all looking for firewood to make a fire, they also sent some people out to find firewood.

Hard to bear is not the way.

When it was just dark, I felt fine, but it became more and more difficult afterward, and many disciples were shivering from the cold.

They knew it was colder inside the mountain than outside, but they didn't expect it to be so cold.

It's a rhythm that will freeze people to death.

Chen Yuluo got his wish on the fire, and instantly felt that he was alive again, and the cold air all over his body was dispelled by the fire.

Except for Xin Zhao and Lan Qi, the rest of the Xuanling Sect gathered around the fire to make a fire.

"A bunch of useless things."

Lan Qi said coldly.

Other immortal gates also set fires.

In the middle of the night, everyone entered a state of meditation.

Only Mo Ruyue took a blanket from Mo Chengfeng, spread it on the ground and curled up beside the fire to sleep.

Lan Qi was so cold that his teeth were fighting, and his hands and feet were cold and stiff.

Looking at the fire a few steps away, he did not go over because of his face.

Instead, Xin Zhao passed by.

It's not just one night, and it's over.

Lan Qi told himself over and over again in his heart.

He is a man with a backbone, and he is a man of integrity.

Unlike everyone else.

With the fire, everyone finally felt that it was not as cold as before, and the lost temperature was returning little by little.

Mo Ruyue slept soundly. She was dreaming that she was growing vegetables in the magic palace.

In the dream, she was already the master of the magic palace, and she took care of the whole magic palace.

She made the room where Ming Sihan used to live

became a vegetable garden.

Watermelon, strawberries and various vegetables are grown in the vegetable garden.

As she was doing it, she saw a figure blocking her sunlight.

Mo Ruyue raised her head and saw a white figure. Because of the strong sunlight, she couldn't see the other person's appearance.

"Master?"

Could it be Ming Sihan?

I saw that figure turned sideways, revealing a perfect profile face.

Looking at the man, Mo Ruyue's brows furrowed tightly, and the movements of her hands paused.

"Master!"

After shouting, Mo Ruyue looked around with a guilty conscience, and found that no one was relieved.

How could this man appear with her?

Mo Ruyue was a little flustered, not knowing what to do.

"You are indeed a disciple of Xuanling Xianmen!"

Ling Shoumo looked directly at Mo Ruyue with a bad look.

He continued: "You are a good undercover agent, but it's time for you to return to Xuanling Xianmen."

When Mo Ruyue heard this, she quickly retorted, "I am the saintess of the demon world, not from your Xuanling Xianmen, so don't talk nonsense."

She is no longer a member of Xuanling Xianmen.

I want her to go back, but there is no door.

"You must go back with this seat!"

Ling Shoumo said and grabbed Mo Ruyue's wrist.

The force was very heavy, and Mo Ruyue only felt a little pain in her wrist.

"I became a person from the devil world, and you didn't force me!"

"I'm doing well here now, I hope you don't come to disturb my good days!"

Mo Ruyue shook off Ling Shoumo's hand, what about handsome? She will definitely not like it if her character is not good.

Nor will he be following Ling Shoumo.

It is the right way to say it nicely, and Xianmen disciples are no less intrigued than the devil world.

Ling Shoumo is always on the shelf, with an untouchable feeling.

She still likes Demon Venerable, although sometimes cruel and cold, but most of the time she is more easy-going.

I don't know who is smearing Mozun's reputation outside, making everyone mistakenly think that Mozun is a heinous villain.

The so-called Lu Yaozhimai has seen people's hearts over time, and only after getting along for a long time can he understand Mozun's person.

"Mo Ruyue, you dare to betray this seat?"

Ling Shoumo's face was gloomy and terrifying, and the hands in his wide sleeves were clenched into fists. Does this woman know what she is talking about?

Mo Ruyue took two steps back in fear, feeling that Ling Shoumo was about to turn into a big monster.

She explained: "It's not that I betrayed Xuanling Xianmen, but that people have given too much. People go high and water flows down. Xuanling head, please understand."

I want the horse to run again, and I want the horse not to eat grass, how can there be such a good thing in the world?

With the money in place, anything can be said.

The key is that the money is not in place, and he always draws big cakes and pours chicken soup for the soul.

The conditions offered by the Demon Realm are too good.