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

Zheli opened his eyes blankly and looked up.

He looked at the little girl holding the coffin lid.

The little girl has a smooth face, delicate facial features, and calm eyes, showing a rare sense of stability and a little baby fat.

Wearing a black shirt with a cross-collar and embroidered unicorn pattern, it looks more noble and has a bit of a chilling feeling. It is soft and cute but has a strong sense of contrast, which is full of contrast.

The little girl pursed her thin lips tightly, and it was obvious that she must be in a complicated mood.

"Yes, sorry! Excuse me!"

Bei Wan apologized in a panic.

The voice was just like the person, the tone was not too urgent, and even when he was apologizing in a panic, he still had a smooth and dull feeling.

Before Zheli fully understood what was going on, and it was still a little difficult to breathe.

"Bang" sound.

it's dark.

The little girl disappeared.

Ok.

The coffin boards were slammed shut.

The young boy lying in the coffin:...

Bei Wan pressed the coffin board firmly with both hands, and his chest rose and fell a little more violently than usual.

The little guy bit his lower lip uneasily and let out a long sigh of relief.

Let her calm down first.

Why did he suddenly open his eyes?

It’s scary!

On weekdays, if Bei Wan opened his eyes when he saw a corpse, it might be okay.

Without doing anything wrong, she could even extend her hand in a friendly manner and pull up the body of the corpse.

It's different now.

She stole the coffin herself.

I was a little guilty at first, but now the real owner suddenly woke up and immediately caught him in action.

The mentality is naturally different.

An extremely weak and heart-rending coughing sound came from inside the coffin.

Bei Wan's hand holding the coffin shook slightly.

Really alive, yes.

But with this level of coughing, he won’t die again soon!

The little guy's heart trembled.

Quickly push the heavy coffin lid open again.

He stood on tiptoe and looked into the coffin in the moonlight.

All I saw was the young boy who was gorgeously dressed and whose face was as pale as snow, and he was extremely angry.

Blood gushed out from the corners of his lips, and the scarlet blood flowed down his snow-white cheeks, dyeing the soft and spread silver hair red.

The eyes that were originally filled with despair seemed to have hope again the moment he saw her.

A pair of ice-blue clear eyes seemed to be filled with tears, like a lake in the snow, looking at her quietly.

There was pleading in the wet eyes, and the soft and pitiful look between the brows and eyes formed a strong contrast with the distant ice blue eyes.

Bei Wan has seen many beautiful people along the way.

Let's just say that the master and senior brother beside her, as well as the sister and godmother of Wu Jingmen, none of them are real beauties.

But the young boy in front of him was not inferior to them at all.

Although he was surprised in his heart, the little guy still had a normal look on his face and didn't seem to be surprised.

The edge of the coffin was a bit high, making it inconvenient for Bei Wan to bend down to check on the little boy.

In addition, she saw that the space inside the coffin was quite large.

He simply turned over and entered the coffin.

Feeling guilty, Bei Wan took out an immortal life-sustaining pill without hesitation and stuffed it into the young boy's mouth.

When he was applying the elixir, his fingers touched the young boy's lips.

The little guy felt a little cold, so she quickly took it back.

Seeing the young boy staring at her, Bei Wan immediately explained.

"It's not poisonous, just eat it."

The young boy's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

He swallowed the pill obediently.

Those rare and beautiful ice-blue eyes stared unblinkingly at the little girl squatting next to him.

The inadvertent touch just now made him feel other temperatures besides cold.

It’s a feeling of coming alive.

The fingers hanging by his side moved slightly, but they still couldn't lift them up.

The coldness in all the limbs.

He couldn't feel the sensation in his body's limbs, and couldn't even lift his hands.

The elixir that I just swallowed has begun to have an effect. A warm feeling begins to radiate from the location of the demon elixir, but it is still not enough.

Bei Wan used a cleaning technique to clean up the blood stains on the young boy's body.

Then he looked at the little boy who couldn't move yet, doubts flashing in his eyes.

Should not be ah.

Immortal life-sustaining pills can quickly bring back even those who are almost exhausted like Third Senior Brother.

"Can you move?"

Bei Wan asked as he put his hand on the young boy's wrist hanging by his side.

Then I felt a biting chill.

The seemingly smooth and delicate wrist felt like needles even when she touched it.

Cold gives people the most direct feeling, that's it.

Suddenly, a long-lost sense of familiarity arose in Bei Wan's heart.

It’s similar to the situation of the third senior brother back then!

However, Third Senior Brother's coldness and chill are radiating outwards. Even if you don't touch Third Senior Brother, you can feel it as long as you are close.

But not the young boy in front of him.

Only when you really touch his skin can you feel the chill.

"Is it because it's too cold?"

Bei Wan asked the young boy in front of him tentatively.

The young boy and Bei Wan stared at each other for a moment without saying anything.

"If so, can you just blink your eyes a few more times?"

Bei Wan was not in a hurry and just solved the problem bit by bit.

Sure enough, the little boy blinked twice quickly.

Bei Wan thought for a moment and summoned his own phoenix fire.

Carefully control the little flame to approach the young boy.

Bei Wan lowered his head and concentrated on warming the little boy by the fire. He was completely focused on controlling the heat and distance.

Although Zheli couldn't move yet, his eyes never moved away from Bei Wan.

He just looked at Bei Wan intently.

The surrounding sky was still dark, and the little guy held a bunch of fire in his hand. The fire was burning brightly, illuminating the space inside the coffin.

The warm light shone on the little guy's face, reducing the sense of alienation and distance in her body, making her a little softer and softer.

A warm feeling came from the position in contact with the firelight. As time passed, the right arm was gradually occupied by warmth.

Then I saw the little boy's right hand move.

A faint smile appeared on Bei Wan's face, and her round eyes were slightly curved. She subconsciously raised her eyes to look at the young boy, and there was joy in her eyes that she didn't even notice.

"You can move now!"

Zheli shook his head for a moment, and his eyes that had been staring at the little girl seemed to be evasive.

His eyelids were slightly drooped, and his eyelashes covered the emotion in his eyes.

Bei Wan didn't care about so many details about the little boy. All she wanted now was to revive the child and make him alive and kicking.

Then she wouldn't have to feel so guilty.

But looking at the boy's arm that had been roasted for a long time before he could move slightly.

Bei Wan pursed her lips, such efficiency...

It seems to be a little slow.

How about changing to another way?

such as……