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

The fire fox had transformed into its original compact form. It was biting the corner of Bei Wan's clothes, trying to take her to the house ahead.

"Bei Wan wants to go back, how about we go back..."

Bei Wan begged the little fox in a childish voice.

She had no idea where this was.

Even though the house in front of her looked extremely gorgeous, it made her feel eerie.

The little fox screamed weakly, even more pitifully than Bei Wan, begging Bei Wan to go in.

It could feel that the person in the room was really going to die.

Seeing that Bei Wan couldn't be dragged away, the little fox opened the door and entered the house.

He screamed sadly, rubbing his small body against the man lying on the ground, trying to give him some warmth with his fire-attribute fur.

The door opened wide, and Bei Wan could clearly see the man lying on the ground.

The room was a little dark, so he couldn't see clearly what he looked like, but he could clearly see that he was curled up pitifully in pain.

"You want me to...save people?"

The little fox snorted twice and nodded his head.

At this time, Bei Wan also understood why the little fox brought her here in a hurry.

but……

"I have no cultivation, I can't do anything, I can't save people."

The little guy has a clear understanding of his own position, and she is just an ordinary little waste.

Therefore, the little fox really found the wrong person.

The little fox snorted twice, jumped out again, bit Bei Wan's clothes and dragged her inside.

It can be saved, it can be saved!

It can feel that there is a very pure fire attribute in this human cub.

It is already a nine-tailed red fox with a strong fire attribute. The fire attribute on the little guy makes it a little scared. This little guy must be stronger.

Can save this unfortunate guy.

The moment Bei Wan was dragged through the door by the little fox, he wanted to run out.

It's too cold. It's really cold in the house.

The cold was like an all-pervasive wind, carrying frightening frost and eroding into her body.

But there seemed to be some kind of confinement in the house. She had obviously reached the door, but she couldn't get out.

Bei Wan shrank, her little body trembling.

In a short period of time, her breath turned into mist and condensed on her long eyelashes.

His limbs had been eroded and numb by the cold, and he had long lost consciousness. The little guy's face was pale, and he was a small ball. He looked worse than the man lying on the ground.

"YoYo……"

Seeing this, the little fox barked twice in confusion.

Then he started to panic. The little fox looked at Bei Wan at the door, and then at Qi Youqing next to him.

He arched his little body and pushed Bei Wan to Qi Youqing's side.

It worked hard to activate the fire element in its body, squeezed into the arms of the two people, and tried hard to save one of them.

But he didn't know that because the distance between him and Qi Youqing was getting closer, Bei Wan's body felt even colder.

Even a monk like Qi Youqing, who was already in the Golden Core stage, couldn't bear the cold.

The little guy, who had no cultivation, had just escaped from the evil doctor, and was so weak that he couldn't bear it.

Bei Wan only felt that he was really going to die.

He did not die at the hands of evil doctors, but died in his own sect.

No matter how you think, how aggrieved.

The little guy's consciousness gradually dissipated, but a sharp pain suddenly appeared in his dantian, as if it was being burned by fire.

A weak flame started from Bei Wan's dantian, burning with gentle, slow and unstoppable momentum.

The little fox pressed against the little guy's belly and felt the weak but not to be underestimated fire attribute for the first time.

It called twice excitedly.

Sure enough, the little guy can save this unfortunate guy.

The little fox was happy, but Bei Wan felt like he was going to die.

She thought that she was very tolerant of pain and had long been used to it after suffering so much at the hands of evil doctors.

But now, she feels it would be better to die.

There was a crushing cold air outside the body, and there was a burning fire inside the body. The two seemed to be fighting inside the body.

The most frightening thing was that the broken meridians, which had been eroded by the cold air before, were now burned by the flames. They couldn't bear it at all and were completely shattered.

It could be said that it could be connected and repaired before, but now it is all broken into powder.

Take a pill and probably mix it into a paste.

Bei Wan's arms were so stiff that he couldn't move them. In a daze, the little guy vented all the pain on his lower lip with his teeth.

In an instant, blood flowed out, and the blue-grey robe was covered with dots of red.

The little guy's body gradually warmed up and the chill dissipated.

Qi Youqing felt the heat source, which was still able to suppress the cold poison in his body. Even though he was still in a coma, he took the initiative to lean in and hug the small heat source.

Bei Wan's little body, which had just warmed up, was once again enveloped in endless chill.

The little guy's face was pale, like a lifeless porcelain doll, curling up quietly in Qi Youqing's arms.

If her pulse hadn't been beating slightly, I would have doubted whether she was dead.

"Fuck! You're crazy!"

Mo Yan quickly rushed to the third peak.

I wanted to take advantage of the third senior brother to teach the little guy a lesson, and come to rescue the cub myself.

Win the little guy's favor so that he can raise her crookedly in the future.

Who would have thought that they would see such a shocking scene as soon as they entered.

The third senior brother looked like he was about to die, lying on the ground like a puddle of mud.

The little junior sister who was held in the arms of the third senior brother was even worse. Her breath was almost gone, almost as if she was dead.

Mo Yan felt the chill in the room and frowned, but did not touch the two of them.

Instead, he used the flame-cutting whip to separate the two, and rolled the little guy to his side.

As soon as he touched Bei Wan, Mo Yan felt a biting chill coming from him, almost like a piece of ice.

The little guy still maintained the same posture in Qi Youqing's arms, his whole body stiff.

It's really almost like death.

"..."

Mo Yan was silent for a second, then collapsed on the spot, took out the jade sign and shouted directly:

"Master!!! Junior sister is about to die, please come back quickly!!"

Yan Fengmian frowned and accelerated his sword control.

"If you need anything, go to my mansion and get it."

"Even if you only have one breath left, you have to hang on to me!"

"Master, it's the third senior brother. He is holding the little junior sister. The little junior sister has turned into a scumbag!"

Yan Fengmian immediately understood that Qi Youqing was suffering from cold poison.

Ordinary cold poison is naturally not so powerful.

But Qi Youqing himself is a rare and top-grade ice spirit root, and it is also the cold poison of the thousand-year-old ice dragon.

The cold poison is attached to his ice spirit root. When the poison is out of control, it will only make him lose control and hurt himself.

It can even hurt him, which shows how troublesome this cold poison is.

Bei Wan is still a young child with no cultivation, I'm afraid...

Yan Fengmian only felt that his heart was entangled with dense threads, slowly tightening, making him breathless.

Knowing clearly that she was a fragile child, why did she still stay alone in Cangyan Sect?

Is it because she is obedient that I have to trust her completely?

The silence from the master's side gave Mo Yan a blow to the head.

It’s not like he can’t be saved!

The young man turned to look at the third senior brother lying on the ground with a gloomy expression.

Why did he pick it up, go to all the trouble to have the eldest brother raise it well, and even worship him as a cub?

It's just one step away from raising a crooked cub that will make Qingya Sect angry to death!

Let this guy get killed.

Mo Yan didn't use the flame-cutting whip, and his black eyes were dyed red, coquettish but devilish.

He flipped his wrist and a huge machete appeared in his hand.

The young man held Bei Wan with one hand, raised the sword with one hand, and slashed it down from the air!

"Die, old man!"