A five-year-old junior sister, she is the group favorite of four crazy critics

In the back mountain of Cangyan Sect, the senior brother is practicing swordsmanship.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind, and the sound of his damn little junior brother's yawning voice.

"Brother, continue!"

I don't know what kind of hidden weapon was thrown at him this time, ready to attack him secretly.

Yan Ci did not look back and threw the sword with his backhand.

Then I heard the boy's somewhat naughty and somewhat unbeatable voice coming again.

"Oh! I forgot to mention, this is our junior sister!"

little sister?

Yan Ci felt a chill in his heart.

The Luoquan Sword that he had just thrown with a sharp sword energy turned a blind corner and pulled out an extremely beautiful sword flower. Then under his control, he stabbed it steadily with the sharp tip of the sword. Living……

The collar of a little guy who looked to be only four or five years old.

However, this little guy doesn't seem to be in very good condition.

His face was dirty, his cheeks were red, his hair was messy, his eyes were closed and he was still in a coma.

Yan Ci frowned slightly. He was just about to ask his bastard junior brother what happened to this child, when he saw his junior brother turn around and run away.

"Senior brother, take good care of your little junior sister! Don't let her get sick!"

The voice was cheerful, as if he had escaped from some big trouble.

Maybe he was the one who made this kid look like this.

Even if it is not, then it should be fought!

The Luoquan Sword picks up the little guy and cannot beat him.

Yan Ci's eyes darkened, he flipped his left hand, and a huge mace appeared.

As he threw it vigorously, it flew straight towards a mountain peak on the left.

The mace hit the cliff with a loud muffled sound.

The bird was frightened and flew away, followed by the young man's angry wail.

"Yan Ci, you are cruel enough!"

Mo Yan looked at half of the hilltop that had been destroyed and felt a little heartbroken.

Why don't you just throw him into a little trouble?

Did Yan Ci destroy half of his mountain?

Why did they use this big killer!

Maybe it was because the sound of the mace hitting the hilltop was too loud, or maybe it was because Mo Yan screamed too loudly. The little guy whose collar was picked up by Luoquan Sword opened his eyes.

A pair of clear and bright eyes stared at Yan Ci quietly. Those harmless and innocent eyes like a cub shocked Yan Ci's heart.

He raised his hand and summoned the Luoquan Sword suspended in the air.

As for the mace that had just hit the top of the mountain and was about to fly back, he was given a stern warning not to come back yet, so as not to scare the child.

Mace: ...so annoying!

The unhappy mace immediately hit Mo Yan's mountaintop again.

Mo Yan: ...No! This mace is stupid!

The disliked Mace and the bad-tempered boy didn't look at each other and immediately took action.

A huge sound of fighting came, and the little guy who was picked up by the tip of the sword shivered in fright.

Before she could react, the next second, her ears were covered by a pair of slightly cold hands. The sudden touch made the little one's body tense up. She was scared, she was afraid of contact with others.

Bei Wan looked up and met a pair of extremely gentle eyes.

Bei Wan was still in a daze, but when he touched her Yan Ci, he frowned.

Why is this kid so hot? Could it be that you have a fever?

Realizing that the little guy was not in good health, Yan Ci quickly wielded his sword and held the little guy away from the place of trouble and wrong.

Bei Wan, who had just woken up, was still confused. He couldn't bear the high fever in his body and soon passed out.

The little guy in his arms suddenly fell onto his shoulders, and Yan Ci wielded the sword faster.

After placing the little one, Yan Ci began to feel his pulse. He thought that the child had a fever and was weak, but what he didn't expect was.

This child's meridians were severed, his energy and blood were disordered, and no part of his body was healthy. He was like a torn and torn rag doll.

Yan Ci frowned fiercely. He wanted to save him, but he didn't know how to start.

He took out an elixir from the storage bag and stuffed it into the little guy's mouth. Hanging on her life, he carefully picked up the child and walked out of the sect.

He needs to find someone for help, otherwise he really won't be able to save this little guy.

On the hill next door, the mace that Mo Yan fought with also left with its owner.

Only the young man wearing a dazzling gold-embroidered red robe was left standing thoughtfully on the top of the mountain.

No, no, no!

Is that kid going to die?

He finally snatched it from a group of direct disciples of Qingya Sect. It would be a pity to die.

After all, he had a grudge against the Qingya Sect, and the Qingya Sect seemed to care about this shabby-looking little guy.

So, he grabbed it!

"Tsk, give me some energy, little thing, and don't die!"

He is also planning to use this kid to piss off the old men of Qingya Sect to death!

……

At the same time, Qingya Sect, Xuanji Peak.

"Master, this disciple failed to complete the task. Bring the child back and ask Master to punish him."

The old man sitting on the high seat raised his eyes, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked in disbelief: "Don't be silent, say it again!"

Why didn't I bring it back?

It was obvious that the little girl was rescued by the outer disciples there in the previous life. This time, he specifically warned her and asked his disciple Wu Shen to go there in person. Why was it different?

Ji Wuchen replied truthfully: "Reporting to Master, the disciple and others did find the child at that time, but they met the lunatic from the Cangyan Sect. Perhaps he saw that we were protecting the child, so..."

"He started to compete for it."

You must know that the lunatic Mo Yan always likes to cause trouble for the Qingya Sect, especially himself.

Qin Pin sat silently, and a depressing atmosphere filled the hall.

In the last life, he did not intervene. The one who saved Bei Wan from the evil doctor was a disciple of the outer sect. Therefore, even if the little lunatic from the Cang Yan Sect met him, he would not be interested.

This time, he asked Ji Wuchen to take the people there, fearing that he would attract the attention of the little lunatic from the Cang Yan Sect, so Bei Wan was snatched away by Mo Yan because he was anxious.

Qin Pin's hand on the table slowly tightened, no, he couldn't let Bei Wan stay in Cang Yan Sect, he had to bring Bei Wan back.

Her blood was too valuable to be known to anyone but him.

I just don’t know, since he has been reborn, whether the little girl Bei Wan has been reborn. If she is also reborn, it will be completely troublesome.

……

Bei Wan didn't know what rebirth was.

All she knew was that she was having a nightmare again, and her dream was extremely confusing.

One moment, when she was four years old, her grandma who raised her passed away. Another moment, her uncle and aunt threw her into the mountains, but she was captured by an evil doctor and used as a medicine man, and she suffered a lot.

She even dreamed that after she was rescued from the evil doctor, she entered a sect called Qingya Sect, but because of her special blood, she was imprisoned and put into a dungeon by an elder, who tied her up like an animal, just to Take blood every day.

"Aci, where did you get this kid? It's really miserable."

Song Anmu stepped forward, forcibly softened his spiritual power, covered the silver needles, and took out the silver needles that were stuck on the little guy one by one.

"Not to mention the severed meridians, the various poisons in the body are mixed together, and it is not dead yet. Being able to survive is simply a blessing from God."

Yan Ci stretched out his hand to wipe the little guy's sweat, and said a little tiredly: "Mo Yan snatched it from Qingya Sect."

My little junior brother likes to cause trouble for Qingya Sect all day long.

Who knew that this time, he would actually snatch a child back from him.

"Snatched from Qingya Sect?"

When Song Anmu heard this, he no longer felt strange.

After all, the Cangyan Sect where Yan Ci belongs is not a serious sect.

Although he still belongs to the upper six sects, he exists in name only, has a bad reputation, and is in a remote location with few people. There is a danger of being expelled from the upper six sects at any time.

There are only five masters and disciples in the entire sect, plus a big yellow dog and five mountains, and nothing else.

The master was once a young genius who amazed the world, but he took the initiative to betray his sect a hundred years ago and joined the Cang Yan Sect. He seemed to be mentally abnormal, and even the few disciples he accepted were not normal.

Senior Brother Yan Ci is as gentle as jade, with the gentlest smile on his face. He talks about being kind, but when fighting, he hits people hard with a sword and a mace.

The second senior brother, Liao Jin, is a lonely star in the sky, feared by the world. He is like a ghost, appearing and disappearing. Just a look can stop a crying child.

The third senior brother, Qi You, is weak and cold. He possesses the power of speech and spirit, and he can follow his words. However, most of them have a crow's mouth and do not go out all year round. He is called autistic.

Fourth senior brother Mo Yan is unruly and rebellious. He is of half-demon blood and must avenge himself. He is like a mad dog, biting anyone he catches! Especially people who like to catch Qingya Sect and bite them.

It would make sense if Mo Yan took this child back from Qingya Sect.

"How about this kid stay with me and I'll take care of him?"

Yan Ci sneered, not being deceived by Song Anmu's gentle and harmless appearance.

"Are you here to take care of her? I think it's more accurate to study why she can't die despite all the poison in her body."

After his thoughts were guessed, Song Anmu did not hide it and admitted it openly.

"I'm not that crazy. I just took some of her blood..."

Before he finished speaking, someone stuffed a green fruit into his mouth.

Song Anmu:? ? ?

Holding the fruit in his mouth, he turned his head suspiciously and looked over at Yan Ci.

I saw the child lying on the bed who didn't know when he woke up.

A pair of clear and moist eyes looked at him with horror and fear, like a fairy beast cub with exploded fur.

It can only be said that Song Anmu was lucky.

The child was dreaming just now that he would be imprisoned and have his blood drawn continuously.

When I woke up, I heard Song Anmu saying that he wanted to take her blood.

She wasn't afraid, it would be strange if she wasn't vigilant.

Yan Ci squatted down and tried to keep his eyes level with Xiao Beiwan on the bed.

His voice was gentle but had the power to reassure people, as if his presence provided endless safety.

"Don't be afraid. If you don't want to, he won't do it. Moreover, it was him who saved you and healed you that made you wake up."

Bei Wan looked at the man in front of him who looked like an immortal, and then looked at Song Anmu.

Perhaps with Song Anmu's background, Yan Ci's impression here in Xiaobei Wan is much more reliable.

After hesitating for a moment, he still chose to believe Yan Ci.

The little child's voice said softly and hoarsely: "Thank you, thank you."

Although she was young, she was well-educated by the old man who adopted her, and because of the poor family situation, the child was more sensible.

If you are saved, you should thank others. This is natural.

Such a sincere thank you made Song Anmu feel a bit guilty.

After all, he really wanted to get some of this child's blood.

"This is the prescription. She is weak and young, and her meridians are all broken. She cannot rely on elixirs to support her, so she can only boil the medicine and drink it."

"Just come back to me in a month! Take good care of it and there should be no problem."

"Take it away, take it away, take it away quickly, I'm afraid I can't help it."

Song Anmu pressed the prescription into Yan Ci's hand.

Roll up the little ones with quilts, throw them into Yan Ci's arms, and push them away.

He was not a serious person, so he finally met a little guy who might not be able to die even with so many poisons.

If Yan Ci didn't care, he would stay and study it carefully no matter what.

Yan Ci sighed helplessly and led Bei Wan towards Cang Yan Sect.

Walking with a sword is still very strange for Bei Wan.

She clutched Yan Ci's clothes tightly, fearing that they would fall off, but her bright eyes could not conceal her curiosity.

"Where are we going?"

"Go back to the sect."

Xiao Beiwan thought about the nightmare he had just had, and asked tentatively: "Qing, Qing Ya Sect?"

She thought of the nightmare she had just had, in which she was also saved by such a flying immortal.

I thought I had escaped from the evil doctor, but who would have thought that I would end up in another devil's cave.

Bei Wan was afraid, afraid that the things in her dream would come true and she would be taken back to Qingya Sect.

"No, I am the chief disciple of Cangyan Sect, why do you want to go to Qingya Sect?"

Yan Ci denied it and thought the little guy wanted to go to Qingya Sect.

This is normal. He naturally knows how unfavorable his sect's reputation is compared to Qingya Sect.

However, Qingya Sect is just like that in his eyes.

With more people, everything is available, but it is not as comfortable as the Cangyan Sect, with only five people in total, one person per mountain.

"If you don't go, Qingya Sect is bad!"

Bei Wan doesn’t want to go!

She has not forgotten that in the dream, there was a very bad person in the Qingya Sect who locked her up and took her blood.

Yan Ci did not expect that the little guy would give such a decisive answer.

On the contrary, I feel that he is worthy of being brought back by that little lunatic Mo Yan. He is somewhat similar to him and does not like the Qingya Sect.

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The student party will come back after finishing their homework. If you like it, you can read it. If you don’t like it, we won’t add a bookshelf. See you in Chapter 2~