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

The Palace of Inheritance.

As the inheritance ended, people who entered it also appeared one after another, randomly distributed around.

Qi Youqing stood alone outside the hall, his body thin.

The white clothes embroidered with gold auspicious cloud patterns make him look weak and harmless, and his eyes are bound by black gauze, which only adds to the feeling of coldness and alienation.

Especially under the care of the few men surrounding him, he looked even more weak.

"Boy, what skills did you acquire in the Palace of Heritage? Can you share them with your brothers?"

"It's true that you, a blind man, have a wonderful baby, but it's all for nothing!"

"Hey! The word "white blind" is well said! Isn't the blind man blind in vain!"

A voice full of contempt and malice sounded.

Qi Youqing stood quietly, as if he couldn't see the group of monks surrounding him.

He just counted silently in his mind.

"Isn't it possible that this kid is not only blind, but also mute?"

One of the monks turned to look at the person next to him and asked.

The man laughed loudly: "Mute? Looking at him like that, I'm afraid he's still deaf!"

As soon as these words came out, the group of monks seemed to be more interested.

One of them gradually walked towards Qi Youqing, closing the distance between them, and finally stopped five steps away from Qi Youqing.

A loud voice shouted: "Hey, boy, can you hear me?"

"She looks pretty and pretty. Let me see if she is really blind or fake."

The man's hands wanted to touch the gauze on Qi Youqing's eyes.

Qi Youqing did not dodge, as if he really couldn't hear or see.

Just whispering two words:

"coming……"

The man's fingers were just a hair away from the gauze on Qi You's blue eyes, but he suddenly stopped.

The cold light flashed by.

The man's entire raised arm was cut off neatly and rolled to the ground.

The speed was so fast that the man, who had already reached the Golden Core Perfection, had no time to dodge.

Qi Youqing's red eyes hidden under the black gauze outlined a smile, and even his thin lips raised a slight arc.

Luoquan Sword drew a sword flower in the air.

It fell firmly into the hands of the man in green who was pacing behind.

Simultaneously.

The moment the broken arm fell to the ground and blood spurted out from the cross section.

A black and simple heavy sword was knocked down.

Standing between the man with the broken arm and Qi Youqing, all the blood was blocked by the heavy sword.

Qi You's green and white clothes were clean and not stained by any blood.

What he blocked was the crazy counterattack from the man with the broken arm.

But before the man with the broken arm could fully fight back, he was hit by a fruit core dropped by someone from the sky.

The small fruit core, with the offensive of the divine transformation stage, directly smashed the other raised arm of the broken-armed man.

"Ouch! How come your hand is broken because of a core!"

"It's a sin, a sin! Next time, I will bury the fruit core properly in the soil and throw the object from a high altitude. It's a sin."

The innocent voice of the young man in black robe with a ferocious mask sounded.

The young man's eyes fell on the sick young man who was weak and looked like he could faint at any time.

"However, what you did is not authentic. Just look at how miserable you tortured that young master."

After seeing Qi Youqing's appearance clearly.

The young man's pretentious expression faded a bit, his brows furrowed slightly, and his face looked slightly confused.

No, Qi Youqing is doing something!

Although he obviously didn't do anything, he suddenly panicked and summoned the Frost Crossing Snow Sword in his hand to support himself on the ground so as not to fall.

The one who cut off the person's right hand was his senior brother, the one who blocked the blood was his second senior brother, and the one who hit the person with a fruit and cut off his left hand was his fourth junior brother.

The third senior brother had done nothing and looked pale, looking like he might faint at any moment.

This……

When did the three perverts become so weak?

What he took was the script for the junior sister, and was it the treatment for the junior sister, right?

No, no, no, even the junior sister would not do this.

That little kid could only grit his teeth and slash with his sword.

So fierce!

As soon as he finished his thoughts, Mo Yan saw a flash of golden light.

immediately.

A small figure that I hadn't seen for a long time but was extremely familiar appeared.

She supported the weak Qi Youqing with very steady movements.

With a childish voice, he asked hurriedly: "Senior brother!"

Mo Yan: ...

Junior sister, you really came just in time.

Third senior brother is really good at choosing the right time to pretend to be weak!

Yan Ci and Liao Jin appeared beside their junior brothers and sisters.

One person is holding the Luoquan Sword in his hand, and the other is carrying the Jiuhuang Heavy Sword on his shoulder. The killing intent around them is difficult to conceal.

There is also a strong young man eating melon seeds and throwing melon seed peels down on his head.

"We don't know him, we don't know him."

"I don't know, yes, yes! I don't know!"

They are just a mob, and when they encounter danger or harm their interests, they will naturally run for their own lives.

Mo Yan clapped his hands and looked down at the man who wanted to attack Qi Youqing but had his arms broken off. He shook his head and said happily.

He is so kind and gives others a good time.

After all, as he walked around the Hall of Heritage, he understood more and more the importance of eradicating the roots.

The young man held a handful of melon seeds, fell from the sky, and stopped in front of his senior brothers and sisters.

He is careless and does not look like a serious person at first glance.

Yan Ci and Liao Jin, who were holding swords, raised their eyes and glanced at him.

Mo Yan immediately put away his melon seeds and stood up straight.

Then I cursed myself silently:

Mo Yan, damn you, the longer you live, the more you go back!

Now you are awesome! You are awesome! Still so cowardly!

Just when I was about to take out the melon seeds again, I continued to shake my legs and knock the melon seeds.

I felt the pressure coming from the two senior brothers.

Oh!

A Nascent Soul Dzogchen, a Nascent Soul late stage, or two perverts.

One year! Only one year!

They have all been promoted from the early stage of Nascent Soul, why are they so perverted!

Can't beat it.

It’s better to put away the melon seeds.

Bei Wan paid no attention to what happened between Mo Yan and his two senior brothers.

Her attention was all on Qi Youqing.

Looking pale, breathing disorderly, raising his sleeves to cover his lips and coughing, and even coughing up blood, he looked like a young man who was about to return to the West soon.

The little guy hurriedly mobilized his mental power and found an immortal life-sustaining pill among the pile of pills left by his father.

He didn't dare to ask his senior brother to bend down.

He stepped on the bamboo burning sword and stuffed the pill into Qi Youqing's mouth.

The immortal elixir melts in your mouth, is colorless and tasteless, and is even a little sweet.

Qi Youqing's breath stabilized instantly, and the weakness in his body instantly dissipated.

Mo Yan:! ! !

"Qi Youqing, you got better too quickly! You don't even pretend to be like this!"