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

"Yes, what will happen if we can't win?"

The little guy tightened his grip on his clothes, looked at Mo Yan, and mustered up the courage to ask him.

She didn't ask Yan Ci, who had always had the best relationship with her, because she thought Yan Ci wouldn't tell her.

Mo Yan sneered, ignoring the stern threats, and said frankly: "Of course, if you are removed from the upper six sects, you will not only lose the qualifications to go to the secret realm, but even our place will be given away."

"Those people have long disliked our sect, and this time they are clearly targeting them!"

There is nothing to say about this.

As long as Bei Wan is Master's disciple, she will eventually know.

"Against us?"

In Bei Wan's impression, the people in the sect were all immortals. How could they target the Cangyan Sect?

But as soon as the words came out of his mouth, the little guy remembered the scene in his dream where he was imprisoned by the Qingya Sect.

In addition, the scroll just now was also sent by Qingya Sect.

The little guy frowned and complained softly: "Qingya Sect is bad!"

Mo Yan next to him seemed to have found a like-minded friend.

The look in Bei Wan's eyes changed. He took out a fruit from his storage bracelet and handed it to the little guy.

"Isn't that right! The Qingya Sect is a group of people who are bad to the core."

"Our Cangyan Sect is vast and sparsely populated. Master doesn't like to deal with those people. He even accepted four of your senior brothers who are regarded as aliens by the righteous way. You have long been a thorn in their side."

"In short, they don't like us and want to occupy our territory."

Bei Wan clenched her fists and said fiercely: "That's too bad!"

The next second, the little guy who was so fierce just now softened.

She looked at Yan Ci in embarrassment and asked, "Can Bei Wan win?"

Fight!

Except for the fight she had with the Ergouzi from the next village when she was a child, she had never fought with anyone else.

Thirty games, she couldn't count them on two hands, could she win?

Yan Ci looked at her and slowly uttered one word: "Difficult."

Not only is it difficult, it is simply fantastic.

It's simply impossible. Although it is a competition for the juvenile group, as far as he knows, there are several children who have already reached the foundation building level in their teens.

In fact, let alone the foundation building stage, even the children in the Qi refining stage can completely abuse the little guy in front of him.

"It's not difficult to win."

A frosty voice came from behind.

Everyone turned around and saw Qi Youqing, who rarely left the third peak.

Bei Wan subconsciously hid behind Yan Ci.

She had not forgotten that this was the man who almost froze her to death.

"Hey~" Mo Yan opened his mouth in a yin and yang tone and took a bite of the fruit, "Third senior brother doesn't want to use that mouth to curse the person who wants to compete with Bei Wan to death, right?"

You must know that Third Senior Brother's mouth is quite powerful.

Qi Youqing's voice came softly: "Eat your fruit, be careful not to choke to death."

The next second, Bei Wan saw the fourth senior brother who had been holding the fruit all day long, lying down and eating without choking, chatting without choking, and wielding a sword without choking.

After the third senior brother finished speaking these words, he choked on the fruit. Although he did not choke to death, it was still rare.

Mo Yan coughed twice, rolled his eyes, and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Bei Wan shuddered again and carefully glanced at the seemingly weak third senior brother.

I just feel that the third senior brother is even more terrifying.

"Why did the third junior brother say that?"

Yan Ci still remembers what Qi Youqing said about winning.

Qi Youqing placed a storage ring on the stone table in front of them.

"There are more than a dozen magic weapons in here, and even the smallest one can withstand a full-strength strike from the middle stage of the Golden Core."

Bei Wan didn't understand.

What does this have to do with her being able to win a fight?

At this time, Mo Yan snapped his fingers and suddenly realized: "That's right! Although the little thing can't practice, it doesn't mean he can't use magic weapons."

"With these magic weapons, as long as the little thing holds on, and the opponent's spiritual power is exhausted, he can be shot down, just like..."

Mo Yan looked a little excited and couldn't help but rub his hands back and forth. His eyes fell on Bei Wan, trying to find the most appropriate metaphor.

"Just like the thousand-year-old bastard who can't be beaten!

Bei Wan just stuck his head out and looked at Mo Yan seriously:? ? ?

Fourth senior brother is saying that she is a bastard?

"Look, just hiding like this and sticking out your little head, it looks like it!"

After Mo Yan finished speaking, he nodded to himself.

Bei Wan:......

What little girl likes to be pointed at and told that she looks like a bastard?

Bei Wan was angry, but she didn't hide. Instead, she waved to Mo Yan.

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows, confused.

But still walked over.

Unexpectedly, this was the first time that the little guy who had always avoided him took the initiative to call him.

"Fourth senior brother, hand."

The little guy motioned for him to hold out his hand.

Mo Yan was curious about what the little cub was going to do, so he immediately stretched out his hand without any hesitation.

then……

"Fuck! You are a dog!"

Mo Yan quickly took back his hand, and there were two red teeth marks on his poor fingers.

Bei Wan hid behind Yan Ci, stared at him with a pair of round eyes, and said timidly but with reason: "Fourth Senior Brother said that I look like a little bastard."

Well, that bastard’s bite will hurt!

Mo Yan laughed in anger, but he had not made any move yet.

He heard the little guy who had just bitten him tug on his senior brother's sleeve, and called his senior brother in a childish voice as if he had found someone to support him.

The next second, Mo Yan was warned by his senior brother.

Mo Yan: ...

Don’t argue with children on horseback, we’ll talk about it later!

Yan Ci did not blame Bei Wan, but instead had a slight smile on his face.

It's a good thing that the child is more lively, and Mo Yan deserves it, he asked for it.

He doesn't seem to be afraid of Mo Yan anymore.

In fact, the heart of the little guy behind Yan Ci almost jumped out of his chest.

she just...

It was just something that was on my mind.

Fourth senior brother won't beat her up in the future!