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

Bei Wan looked at the sword transformed by the fire, with awe and admiration in his eyes.

The natal fire turned into a sword, the beautiful sister once told her.

But now even the pretty sister can’t do it.

It is not difficult to transform the natal fire into the shape of a sword.

The difficult thing is that to transform into a sword that can actually kill enemies, you need to maintain the sharpness and vigor of the sword.

"Baby, watch it."

Bei Wan, who was thinking, looked up and saw the man's figure suddenly pulling away from the "young master".

"This move is so cool!"

Bei Wan:?

The long sword condensed by the firelight in the man's hand was thrown into the sky.

"Xihe!"

The man shouted loudly, his voice seemed to contain murderous intent.

In an instant, the long sword whirled, and for a moment a dazzling light shined.

That dazzling light was actually more dazzling than the scorching sun in the sky in the secret realm.

"A hundred sword cuts!"

The man's voice was low, and he raised his right hand. As he finished speaking, he swung it down lightly but with great force, showing the style of a big man.

Like a scorching sun, a ball of light composed of sword light overwhelmed the sky and hit the "little master" with a violent aura of destruction.

Zhuji didn't dare to look directly, the golden elixir was so dazzling that Nascent Soul couldn't discern the mystery inside.

During the transformation stage, one could vaguely see the shadow of the sword inside, but could not distinguish the actual body of the sword.

During the Tribulation Stage, you can identify the true body of the sword, but you will find that those are not the shadows of swords at all, but nearly a hundred swords condensed by fire.

Just because of the staggered position, it gives people the effect of just a sword spinning.

During the Ascension stage, I can distinguish it, but I can also understand that this level is simply not something that can be tolerated head-on.

Beiwan relies on its own characteristics.

I could clearly see the mystery inside, and I just felt... it was so awesome.

Hundreds of flying swords condensed from natal fire.

This is no longer the power of swordsmanship, it is simply the crushing of strength.

You know, right now... she can't condense a sword.

Looking at this posture, even a strong person in the ascension stage can't resist it.

But how many Ascension Stage powerhouses are there on this continent?

The master and godmother are only in the late stage of transcending the tribulation and the great perfection of the tribulation, and have not yet broken through to the ascension stage.

Even Master said that since the entire Cangyan Sect disappeared.

On this continent, the number of powerful people in the ascension stage can be counted on two hands.

Even the strong ones in the Tribulation Stage have been reduced by half.

Bei Wan looked at the unsightly ground that had been bombed twice, and...

Just now she seemed to feel that when the hundred natal fire swords fell, the entire secret realm trembled.

"Handsome?"

If it hadn't been for this proactive inquiry, it would have been "handsome" with expectation and showing off.

Bei Wan was still immersed in the spectacular scene of hundreds of swords smashing down from the sky, just like the sun falling from the sky.

"…handsome……"

The little guy's voice was a little dizzy.

The man smiled in a good mood, and then nodded, as if to affirm himself.

"It's indeed handsome. Back then, I pestered your mother and your father, learned their most handsome moves, and then combined them."

"If I weren't a bird, let me tell you, I would definitely be a genius swordsman!"

After saying that, he showed his teeth and smiled very coquettishly.

Bei Wan:......

I saw it wrong. I saw it wrong.

The person in front of her was doing the cool "Xi He Hundred Swords Slash" just now.

Definitely not the one who showed off his teeth and smiled brightly, showing off to her how powerful he was, and talking about her parents...

and many more!

"My father and my mother!"

Bei Wan stared at the man expectantly.

"Well, my uncle was hatched by your father and your mother back then. He's awesome."

Bei Wan:?

What do you mean...her father and her mother were hatched together?

Logically speaking, shouldn't she be the one hatched together? !

"Let's go, uncle will take you to get your ring back."

The man was extremely familiar and greeted Bei Wan with great enthusiasm.

"okay."

The little guy clasped his fingers awkwardly and agreed.

Somewhat reserved and introverted.

Bei Wan quietly looked at the man in front of her

Was this man hatched by his father and mother?

Shouldn't that be the same as her?

Why did he call himself her uncle?

The child's thinking consciousness is still: hatched by parents = born by parents = Bei Wan = children of parents.

"Okay, I found it!"

The man found an ancient ring and placed it in Bei Wan's palm.

"Take it, there are things left by your parents here."

"In this world, only you who have inherited their bloodline can open it. Others... won't open it even if they pick it up."

"These people thought they got a treasure, but in fact, to them, it was just a waste."

When it comes to serious matters, the man is particularly reliable and serious.

Bei Wan looked down at the ring lying quietly in her palm.

It turns out that what the pancake said was true.

There really is a treasure.

But pancakes...

died.

The little one lowered her head, and a low, sad mood spread from her body. Emotions are a language that cannot be spoken.

It is easily felt.

"No, darling..."

The man who was extremely proud just now, when he realized that the little guy's mood was not right, he immediately bent over, feeling a little at a loss.

"This is what uncle should do, don't cry when you are moved!"

"There's really no need to be moved!"

"Uncle will be embarrassed."

The child who was feeling sad looked up and didn't quite understand the meaning of the uncle's words in front of him.

The child held the ring in his hand and said softly: "Panzi is dead..."

Bei Wan looked at the ground that had been blasted into a huge crater long ago, not to mention Panzi's bones.

I'm afraid there won't even be a scum left.

man:?

"Who is Panzi?" he wondered.

Bei Wan glanced at the ring in his hand.

The childish voice was full of depression and discomfort, and he answered Uncle Jinwu in front of him: "It's just a crow. Although it's very noisy and timid, it can't be driven away. It wants to take me to find the treasure..."

The three-legged Golden Crow standing aside had a not-so-good idea in his mind for some unknown reason.

You're not talking about that incomplete spiritual body with a bad brain, right?

"But at first, I didn't believe it."

Bei Wan looked at the ring in his hand and said in a lonely voice: "But now it's dead..."

The little guy didn't cry, but the emotions around him were even more uncomfortable than crying.

"It's not dead."

The man gritted his teeth and took a deep breath before saying this.

Bei Wan looked at him instantly, and the expectation in her eyes seemed to overflow.

The man coughed and raised his right hand hidden behind his back, holding a familiar crow in his palm.

However, this crow is no different from dead. It is standing upright, but you can still feel the softness of its body when you touch it.

"Look, he's not dead, he's not dead."

Isn't it just a dissipated spirit body?

It would be nice if he could conjure up another one for the little guy.

It's just...he may not be able to give him this brain that's not very easy to use, so let's give the little guy a spirit body that will never wake up.

It’s also an expectation.

Bei Wan took over the sleeping crow and checked it over. It was indeed very different from what she remembered.

"Thank you!"

The little guy held the crow in both hands and bowed to the man sternly.

"No, you're welcome."

The little guy held the spirit body like this and bowed to him solemnly. It felt like...he was no longer the same.

"Uncle, uncle, what kind of bird are you?"

Qi Youqing, who just woke up nearby:...

Junior sister, if you ask me this, is it really okay?

"Three-legged Golden Crow."

The man answered quickly, completely subconsciously.

then……

Bei Wan lowered her head subconsciously and glanced at the strange three-legged crow lying in her hand.

This three-legged golden crow...

That three-legged crow in her hand?