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

Bei Wan ran away.

The moment he heard the fourth senior brother kicking in the door, he ran away.

Anyway... I just don't want her senior brothers to find out that she has turned into a little chicken again.

The eldest brother, second brother, and third brother would rub her bald head.

Fourth senior brother... She still suspected that when fourth senior brother saw the little chicken, he couldn't help but think of how black it was when he was burned, and then he wanted to stab her to death secretly.

Although the fourth senior brother has confessed, but...how much can you believe what the fourth senior brother says?

In short, Bei Wan's brain twitched and he subconsciously jumped out of the window and ran away.

The little chicken that jumped out of the window and escaped had not run very far when someone bent down and picked up its little wings.

"Chirp?"

The little guy looked at the master who suddenly appeared in front of him and picked her up. He subconsciously wanted to call her master, but he forgot that he was still in the form of a chicken.

Yan Fengmian looked at the soft and waxy chick in his hand. Because it was still covered with little down, it was so puffy and fat that it looked like a little ball of fur. His brain also shut down for a few seconds.

Then he seemed to have thought of something, and asked in a tentative voice: "Bei, Bei Wan?"

If he remembered correctly, the last time he spoke harshly to them was that Bei Wan had turned into a red chicken in the secret realm.

Now, suddenly, I saw such a red chick not far from Bei Wan's residence. It was really hard not to think about it in this regard.

The little chicken cub standing in Master's palm nodded obediently and chirped in a clear and short voice.

Yan Fengmian looked at the cute, cute and harmless chick in the palm of his hand, and finally understood why Yan Ci and the others didn't recognize it as the phoenix immediately in the secret realm.

In their impression, the phoenix, even as a cub, is gorgeous and noble. Who knows...

So cute and harmless.

There was movement behind him, and the little chicken standing in Yan Fengmian's palm flapped its little wings twice in panic, and took advantage of him to dive into Yan Fengmian's wide sleeves.

However, the hasty movements were somewhat awkward.

Yan Fengmian:......

The sleeves are wide, which can hide the little guy's presence, but this little thing is plush and a little itchy.

He looked down and found that the little guy not only got in, but also cleverly grabbed his cuff from the inside to prevent him from falling out of the sleeve after he lowered his hand.

"Master!"

"Master Yan."

Mo Yan and Zang Yunzhi appeared together.

"Ah."

Yan Fengmian responded softly, and roughly understood who the little guy was hiding from in a hurry, and the hand hiding the chick moved behind his back.

"Master! Have you met my junior sister?"

Mo Yan asked hurriedly, and then immediately added: "Maybe it turned into a chicken again! It's a cute, fluffy, ball-like kind."

Zang Yunzhi:......

Feeling the little guy hidden in his sleeve rubbing against her, Yan Fengmian nodded calmly.

"seen."

The little hair ball hidden in his sleeve was a little frustrated, no, Master wouldn't really hand him over.

Mo Yan's eyes lit up: "Where to put it?"

Yan Fengmian: "I asked her to go to the main peak. Today is the day to check her homework."

"You should also practice diligently and don't be lazy. Your junior sister will soon break through to the golden elixir. You..."

Yan Fengmian understood very well that some words were more powerful if they were said than if they were left unsaid.

Mo Yan, who has yet to break through to the late stage of Jindan:...

No, who can compare with my junior sister!

He didn't know the identity of his junior sister before, so he was somewhat envious of her.

Now, he suddenly felt that it was natural, who were the parents of his little junior sister!

Those are the big guys who can aspire to the Ascension Stage before they are [-] years old.

You know, even if the ancestor of the Qingya Sect who is currently in seclusion and preparing to enter the ascension stage is already a thousand years old, he is still very talented.

Coupled with the fact that the younger junior sister is still so lifeless in cultivation, and the senior brother is being swept up in heaven and earth at such a young age, it is really...

Mo Yan felt that he should compare himself to those big perverts in the sect.

The third senior brother is one year older than him and has just entered the Golden Elixir Dzogchen realm. The second senior brother is eight years older than him and looks like he is about to break through to the Nascent Soul.

He is nineteen years old and is in the late stage of Golden Elixir, which is not bad at all!

If it weren't for the fact that he had demon blood in his body and had to suppress the demonic energy, hindering his cultivation speed, he might be able to push his senior brother to the ground and beat him now!

Therefore, he, Mo Yan, is also very talented.

Zang Yunzhi watched quietly as Mo Yan's mood changed from disappointment to indifference, to as if he had been given chicken blood. His eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

Sometimes, I really don’t understand the brain circuit of this guy from the fourth peak of Cangyan Sect.

"That's good, then I won't disturb the sect leader."

Zang Yunzhi saluted politely, but glanced at Yan Fengmian's arm behind his back.

"I would like to trouble the sect master to tell Bei Wan that he still needs to practice his natal fire in the afternoon. Remember to come back."

Yan Fengmian nodded, turned and left.

Seeing that his master was gone, Mo Yan had just finished brainwashing himself and encouraging himself. He picked up the machete in a good mood and said:

"I'm leaving too, see you later!"

It looks like he went to fight with Liao Jin from the second peak.

……

In the main hall of the main peak.

The fluffy little chicken sat on the century-old dark wood table. Without the support of its short legs, after sitting down, it looked more like a flattened little fur ball.

Yan Fengmian looked at the little furball sitting on the table and sighed softly: "How about I call Zang Yunzhi?"

The little kid from No Prison Gate has long known that Bei Wan is here with him, and he is certain about Bei Wan turning into a little chicken cub.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have said those words specifically.

The little chicken hesitated for a moment, then nodded its head towards Yan Fengmian and agreed to what he said.

However, before Yan Fengmian could call Zang Yunzhi, his expression turned slightly grim.

He picked up the little chicken on the table, put it into his sleeve, and walked outside the hall, looking at the gray clouds that suddenly condensed in the sky.

Bei Wan also stuck out his little head, holding the little stupid hair on his head, looking up at the dark clouds rolling in the sky, feeling a little scared for some reason.

"Your second senior brother is about to break through."

Yan Fengmian raised her hand and rubbed the little guy's head, telling her not to be afraid, and explaining to her what was going on.

Bei Wan flapped her little wings twice and looked at the dark cloud-covered second peak with expectation, admiration and worry.

"Thunder tribulation shouldn't be a big problem for him, so don't worry."

"Thunder tribulation is inevitable for promotion. As long as you survive it, your strength will make a qualitative leap."

Yan Fengmian comforted the little one and told her not to be afraid.

A monk cannot be afraid of thunder and calamity. If he gives up before a fight, he will surely lose.

But... Yan Fengmian really understood it wrong.

What Bei Wan is worried about is not the second senior brother. She thinks that the second senior brother must be able to do it. This is the blind admiration for her own senior brother's strength as a young junior sister.

What worries her is...

Second Senior Brother’s second peak looks so weak!

I have just arranged it for my second senior brother. Isn’t it about to be struck by lightning?