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

Regarding being thrown into the mountains by his uncle and aunt, and being caught by an evil doctor as a medicine man.

Little guy and not too descriptive.

That was the last thing Bei Wan wanted to think about.

Yan Fengmian could naturally see the little guy's lack of interest and handed over the cake in his hand.

"Don't worry, Master will find a way so that we, Xiao Beiwan, can practice."

The little guy holding the pastries and eating them immediately raised his head, his eyes as bright as stars, and thanked him softly.

"Thank you, Master."

She really wants to practice.

Yan Fengmian could see the desire to become stronger in the child's eyes. His eyelids were slightly closed, and his long and strong fingers were tapping on the stone table.

"Since we want to practice, even if our meridians are broken, the basic skills must be firmly established."

"Starting tomorrow, I'll get up at Yinshi and practice swordplay in the back mountain, are you willing?"

"Disciple is willing!"

The little guy's eyes were sparkling, like the little sun in the early morning, and his whole body was full of vitality.

Yan Fengmian couldn't help but smile happily when he saw this.

To be honest, the four disciples before him were all teenagers before he took them back to the sect.

He has already developed his own skills and cultivation methods, and his temper is very bad.

Therefore, even after accepting four disciples, Yan Fengmian had never experienced the feeling of taking on a disciple from scratch.

Yan Fengmian thought that he must teach this young disciple well.

Yan Fengmian, who was in a good mood, returned to the main peak and immediately had some wine.

It was not yet dawn the next day.

Bei Wan, who was still a little sleepy and couldn't open her eyes, put on her clothes and stumbled under the moonlight to the back mountain.

The little guy waited and waited.

When the moonlight disappeared, the sun rose, and the morning dew evaporated, Master was still not there.

It wasn't until it was time for breakfast that Bei Wan saw his late master.

"Master, you are testing whether Bei Wan is right or not."

Bei Wan looked at Master and felt that Master was testing her to see if she could do it.

Master must have his own reason for doing this!

Yan Fengmian's hand holding Bei Wan's collar trembled.

"um, yes."

On the surface, he looks as stable as an old dog, but in fact he is quite panicked on the inside.

He couldn't say that he drank some wine yesterday and was in a good mood, so he took a rare nap and then forgot about teaching the little guy how to practice swordsmanship?

"Master, you can get up early every night."

"So, can Master teach Bei Wan tomorrow?"

The little guy raised his head and looked at the Master's pursed lips, his little hands tangled together uneasily.

Isn't she a little pushy?

What should I do if Master becomes unhappy?

"okay."

Yan Fengmian responded in a low voice.

On the surface, it looks very stable and reliable like an immortal.

In fact, inner activities are extremely rich.

He will stay at the back of the first peak tonight.

He doesn't believe this is possible.

So, when I went to Houshan for the second time in Beiwan.

As expected, she saw the master who seemed to have been waiting for her for a long time.

"Catch it."

Yan Fengmian threw a small wooden sword casually.

Bei Wan ran forward two steps and narrowly caught the small wooden sword.

"Look carefully, the way of the sword will never change without departing from its origin."

Yan Fengmian called out his sword and stabbed forward under Bei Wan's gaze.

It was obviously the simplest stab, but it felt like a sword fighting, full of killing.

"This is a sting."

Yan Fengmian turned around, his clothes flying, the leaves on the tree were swept away by the sword energy, and the long sword picked up the fallen leaves.

The fallen leaves fell to the ground, but turned into powder.

"This is a pick."

Under the moonlit night, Yan Fengmian's sword pointed at the sky, and it seemed to strike gently, but it actually made the wind around him cool down a lot.

"This is a chop."

Yan Fengmian turned around and saw the little guy who seemed to be stunned.

He put away his sword, walked back to the big rock and sat down: "Let's start, just practice these three movements."

Bei Wan nodded, turned around and started practicing.

"Try harder."

"Stab it out, yes!"

"You have to be flexible, it's too rigid."

Yan Fengmian was half lying on the stone, holding his head with one hand, watching the little guy practice his sword seriously, and occasionally giving a few reminders.

Bei Wan practiced for an hour.

At the end of the meal, my arms were sore, and my hands holding the chopsticks were shaking when I was eating.

But the expression on that soft little face became more and more vivid.

Like a fruit that is about to go bad, it slowly becomes fresh.

Yan Fengmian breathed a sigh of relief, it would be nice if the child wasn't lifeless.

Mo Yan had already told him all the things Bei Wan didn't want to say.

That's why he takes his children to practice swordsmanship.

The best way to get out of the past is to get busy and welcome the new life.

Yan Fengmian lowered his head and glanced at the jade token that remained motionless. He didn't know what happened to the two apprentices in the secret realm.

Can he successfully find the phoenix eggs left by his two old friends?

In terms of time, the seal should be lifted.

If we can't find it again, the little Phoenix will probably die.

……

Bei Wan now loves his little peach wood sword very much and takes it with him wherever he goes.

Even when you go to feed the fish in the creek in the back mountain, you have to bring it with you.

"YoYo……"

A cute fox chirping came from behind, and Bei Wan turned around and looked back.

It is a little red fox with shiny hair and a cute appearance.

The little fox seemed to like the scent of Bei Wan very much, chirping and circling around Bei Wan.

Bei Wan also likes such fluffy little things.

I spent an afternoon having fun playing with the little fox on the mountain.

"Little fox, will you come again tomorrow?"

Bei Wan was carrying a wooden sword on his back, putting his little hands on his knees, squatting pitifully in front of the little fox and asking.

The little fox meowed twice and swept her wrist with its fluffy tail, seeming to say of course.

"Then we'll see you tomorrow!"

After Bei Wan watched the little fox leave, he also turned and left.

Unknown to him, the little fox left the first peak directly and returned quickly...

third peak.

It was obviously the end of spring, but the man was still wearing a long cloak, with a tall and tall figure, and his body was as cold as bamboo, which was intoxicating without even realizing it.

His face is as bright as the moon, cold and delicate, his lips are white, his expression is languid, and he has a frail and beautiful appearance. The black and shiny silk satin covers his eyes and is tied behind his head, so that no one can peek into his face. .

"Where did you go?"

The slender pale hands picked up the red little fire fox, and his voice had a unique coldness. It sounded gentle at first, but in fact it contained murderous intent.

"Be good, next time you run around, you don't need to use your legs."

The little fox stiffened and felt a cold air coming from the man's body into its body, making it shrink in fear.

This... this man is a pervert.

It missed the fragrant and glutinous little breast dumpling just now.