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

"Bei Wan."

The little guy suddenly spoke, making Yan Ci a little confused for a moment, "Huh?"

"The name is mine."

Although Bei Wan is young, she still remembers Grandma saying that to make good friends, you must first introduce yourself.

She looked up at the man holding her.

He was the second person besides Grandma who was kind to her, so could he be considered a friend?

The little guy in his arms had a pale and cute little face, but what he said seemed like a puppet created by his junior brother. He was serious and serious, and he couldn't help but feel a bit of a contrast.

Yan Ci didn't know why he was in a slightly better mood.

He also imitated the little guy's way of introducing himself and said: "Yan Ci, my name."

"Yan, Ci."

The little guy murmured in a low voice, then stuck out his little head and asked cautiously and tentatively: "Friend?"

Yan Ci understood this time. This was the first time in his life that a child wanted to be friends with him.

She was cute but quirky, which reminded him of his former sister.

He chuckled, and said tenderly and nostalgically: "Yes, yes, friend."

Along the way, Bei Wan was very good.

Occasionally, I would say a few words to Yan Ci, but not long after, I felt sleepy again and fell asleep.

Yan Ci did not take Bei Wan directly back to the sect, but instead went around the lively market in the mortal world.

Seeing Bei Wan asleep, he used his spiritual power to temporarily seal off her five senses to avoid waking her up.

After buying some food and clothes, Yan Ci took Bei Wan back to Cangyan Sect before dark.

Cangyan Sect is located in a very remote location, with five peaks within it. It just so happens that each of the five masters and disciples will not interfere with each other.

Generally speaking, senior brother Yan Ci and junior brother Mo Yan would have some interactions.

The occasional intersections also lead to more fights.

"Senior Brother, is that little thing expired?"

As soon as Yan Ci came back, he saw a figure that looked like a little mad dog rushing over, asking in his excited and expectant voice.

Before he could answer, Mo Yan, who was approaching him, had already seen him.

The young man rubbed his hands and nodded with satisfaction: "Oh, he's not dead! It's good!"

"Senior brother, you have to take good care of him. There is news from my little puppet installed in Qingya Sect. Old man Qin Pin seems to be very angry because he didn't take this little guy back."

"I don't know what's so special about this little thing."

"You said she's not Qin Pin's illegitimate daughter, right?"

"Yeah, this is best. If his daughter falls into my hands, I will raise her crookedly for him no matter what! Hehehehe!"

Yan Ci lowered his head and looked at the junior brother who was muttering non-stop and barely poking him with a stick, and felt his temples jump twice.

His junior brother is sometimes crazy, sometimes a little childish, and sometimes wants to be beaten. He is really... not good at all.

"Shut up and get out."

Yan Ci said that this guy's mumbling made his head hurt.

Seeing that his senior brother was about to move his left hand, trying to get out the mace, Mo Yan reacted so quickly and ducked away immediately.

When leaving, I still didn’t forget to say something.

"Brother, take good care of this brat, don't let her die!"

Yan Ci took a deep breath, Ping...

Can't calm down.

The man who was as handsome as an immortal turned his left hand and a huge mace appeared, which was in huge contrast to his clear and gentle appearance.

With his domineering throw, the mace flew straight towards Mo Yan's mountain in excitement.

Mace: Ouch! Fight, fight! Hit the mountain!

Mo Yan: You must be sick! Be sick!

……

"Bei Wan, you must drink the medicine."

Yan Ci looked at the little guy hiding in the corner and patiently tried to persuade him again.

He had been in a stalemate with this child for a long time over a bowl of medicine.

Bei Wan's small body was curled up in the corner, her whole body tense, her hands tightly covering her mouth and nose, like a little hedgehog.

It’s not that she doesn’t drink, it’s not that she is ignorant.

Just smelling the smell of the medicine and looking at the medicine soup made her feel uncontrollably nauseated.

It was a reaction caused by being tortured by evil doctors and could not be eradicated at all.

People who have been in the abyss will be even more frightened when they gaze into the abyss again.

No matter how good Bei Wan is, he is still just a four-and-a-half-year-old child in the end, and she simply can't overcome it.

"Hey~ Senior brother is still patient."

Bei Wan was frightened when a careless voice came from beside him.

Subconsciously looking back at the window on the left, I saw a young man wearing a dark red robe embroidered with gold, leaning on the window sill with his elbows.

There was a rebellious and youthful look in his eyebrows, especially the slight smile at the corner of his mouth, which made him look more suave, but it made Bei Wan a little scared.

A young man like Mo Yan, who looks handsome and harmless on the outside, is actually ruthless, perverse and cruel.

Bei Wan subconsciously feared and stayed away. It was the vigilance that was ingrained into his bones in exchange for countless tortures.

Just as Bei Wan took two steps further away, he saw the young man in red climbing through the window with a graceful movement. His clothes were flying, and the skin he wore was even more beautiful.

Mo Yan smiled brightly at Bei Wan who was huddled in the corner, took the almost cold medicinal soup from Yan Ci's hand, and said with a smile:

"If a child doesn't take medicine, he will probably become useless!"

Bei Wan:? ? ?

Yan Ci:?

"Why don't you just pour it in!"

Bei Wan:! ! !

The little guy turned around and ran away, but it was no use.

The young man's slender and strong fingers pinched Bei Wan's face, and he didn't know where he pressed his hand.

Bei Wan just felt like there was no strength left in his body, and his clear and beautiful eyes looked at Mo Yan in horror.

Her body shook uncontrollably, and her watery eyes, like fine moist jade, were filled with panic and humble pleading.

No, she really doesn't want to drink.

She was afraid, afraid of remembering the days when she was a medicine man at the evil doctor again.

Mo Yan lowered his eyes slightly, not daring to look into the little guy's eyes, but the movements in his hands did not stop at all.

Damn, this little thing really easily arouses irritability in his heart.

Can I get better without taking medicine?

In her current state, if she doesn't take medicine, she will die!

If you can live, you can't die!

So, live for me!

Just as he was about to forcefully drink it down, Mo Yan felt a cold and chilling feeling on the back of his neck.

The sharp Luoquan Sword in Yan Ci's hand was pointed directly at Mo Yan's neck, as if he was a little annoyed by his rough behavior.

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