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

Going back a hundred years, when the demon clan and the world of cultivators were fighting.

As long as Yinxiu appears, it is like a needle that calms the sea and makes people feel at ease.

What they are best at is fighting in groups. One person and one magical weapon can defend a city.

Some rare practice auxiliary music scores can greatly improve the strength of the monks in all aspects, and then crush the demons.

But now.

Music cultivators are not as strong as sword cultivators, sword cultivators, talisman cultivators and other monks with high attack power. In the same level of fighting, once they are close, they are extremely dangerous.

Although some music cultivators can, like Lu He, give people a boost in battle.

But this requires a sword cultivator, sword cultivator, etc. to be accompanied by a sound cultivator all the time, which is not as convenient as elixirs.

In addition, the music cultivation has declined in recent years, and there are very few disciples joining the sect.

The Miaoyin Sect has kept a much lower profile, simply remaining semi-secluded, only waiting for those who are destined to do so.

Being able to meet Lu He in Bei Wan was not a bad thing in Yan Ci's opinion.

Young people always have a few good friends. No matter whether they break up later or not, they are always in high spirits at the time.

It is indeed high-spirited and full of energy.

Lu He lay on the ground, imageless, staring blankly at Bei Wan, who was full of energy and had beaten the monster back and forth for several rounds without feeling tired.

Silently sighing in his heart.

Then, he sighed extremely tiredly, stretched out his hand and tugged on Bei Wan's clothes with some pleading, and then said:

"Let's rest for a while, okay if we don't practice anymore..."

"How about you continue and I take a break?"

Lu He was almost scared.

She was only 14 years old, and she didn't want to exhaust herself to death at such a young age.

Originally I was a little envious that Bei Wan could reach the late stage of foundation building at the age of six and a half, but now...

Lu He said, envious?

No bullshit, this little guy deserves it.

After such a crazy fight, she would meditate and practice twelve hours a day without even sleeping. She had a level of consciousness during the entire practice that even in the golden elixir period, she would not envy.

After all, Lu He knew himself very clearly.

If you are lazy and don’t want to practice, you just want to have fun. Practicing Erhu is really boring!

Meditating and practicing... for a person who can't take a moment to relax and can't sit still at all, it's really torture.

Bei Wan lowered his head, his little face expressionless, delicate and cute, wearing a black outfit embroidered with gold auspicious cloud patterns, just like the kind of good-looking little secret guard in the storybook who kills people neatly.

His dark eyes were like a pool of calm well water, and he stared at Lu He quietly for a while, as if he was thinking about something.

But from Lu He's point of view, it somewhat made her feel extremely guilty.

He swallowed uneasily, feeling that the young boy in front of him felt more oppressive than the master.

"Then I still..."

"have a rest."

The two voices sounded almost at the same time.

Immediately, Lu He was stunned. She looked at the handsome young man in front of her with some disbelief.

She wanted to say that she should continue to work hard and practice with tears in her eyes.

But I didn’t expect that Bei Wan would actually say ‘rest’!

For a moment, there was some joy in my heart, but there was also a slight panic rising.

Isn't it because I messed up and was given up by the little guy?

"I'm going to practice. You have a good rest. How about we practice the music again when it gets dark?"

Bei Wan could tell that Lu He was really tired, so he would take a rest and practice again.

She is strict with herself, but she doesn't mind if others work hard with her, and she won't force them to be the same as herself.

Everyone is different and they don’t all have to be the same.

"Okay, then I'll take a break and practice again later!"

Seeing that Bei Wan really wanted her to rest, Lu He was completely relieved.

Otherwise, she might not be able to play well.

The girl who collapsed on the ground from exhaustion felt as if she had been given a shot of blood. She was full of energy, nodded wildly, and even wanted to get up and hug Bei Wan.

But Bei Wan stretched out a hand and pushed him away.

Lu He:?

Under Lu He's gaze, the noble and aloof little guy gave her a cleansing spell and then let her hug him.

The girl smiled innocently and howled: "I like you so much!"

"Yeah!" Bei Wan responded, then pushed her away and said in a childish voice: "I'm going to practice."

After saying that, he found a flatter and cleaner place, sat down cross-legged, and began to practice.

Lu He held his chin in his hands and looked at it quietly for a while, feeling that the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

Then he slowly moved to not far from Bei Wan, took out a pack of candied fruits from his storage bracelet, and also took out a storybook, and started reading happily.

Fortunately, before she came out this time, she went to the little girl at the foot of the mountain to buy some new conversation books.

It was getting dark, but Lu He still read the storybook carefully in the dim light of dusk.

He was more focused than ever, with a silly smile on his face from time to time.

She was completely unaware that Bei Wan next to her had been looking at her for a long time.

Just kidding, I just saw the wonderful part of the storybook.

Even if the world falls apart, she still has to concentrate on reading it.

By the time Lu He finished reading this book, the sky had already darkened.

She closed the book and stretched happily, as if she were in the sect.

"very nice?"

someone asked.

Lu He nodded and said excitedly: "It's really good..." Look.

The arms that had not fallen down from stretching were frozen in the air, and he didn't finish his words, just staring blankly at Bei Wan in front of him.

The night seemed to have been splashed with ink. Even with the moonlight and starlight, it was not enough for her to see clearly the fine print in the script.

The little boy sat next to her, holding a lamp in his hand. The soft candlelight illuminated his face, which was exceptionally white and flawless. His calm eyes looked at her quietly, and penetrated her easily. Inner defenses.

It was the dim candlelight, which was not very strong, that illuminated her way to read the storybook.

"Fortunately you haven't grown up..."

Lu He looked at the considerate, good-tempered, noble-looking young man, and truly sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Ok?"

Bei Wan was puzzled, wondering why Lu He suddenly said this.

Lu He's breath was stagnant, his heart was dancing wildly, but he was as calm as possible on the outside.

Did the little guy have no idea how lethal a simple tilt of his head and a slightly questioning "hmm" could be? !

If he grows up, with this strength, this good temper, this good looks, this handsomeness, he will have a temperament that makes people want to care for him.

That's not to say that Gaga is killing female cultivators indiscriminately.

It doesn't give any way to survive for those male cultivators who think they are awesome even though they are obviously not very good at it.

Lu He had even thought about it. When the little guy finally beheaded his head and revealed his horns, he would probably go crazy in the world of immortality.

"No, it's all right."

Lu He stood up and tried to change the subject: "I'll lure the monster!"

She couldn't say what was on her mind.

Otherwise, she would feel guilty and feel that she had blasphemed the little one.

"okay!"

Sure enough, the young boy who was very keen on fighting immediately agreed.