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

Before Yan Ci could make any move, the little guy lying on the bed had already woken up under the influence of his biological clock.

Looking at Yan Ci standing in front of the window, the little guy said hello to him before his mind was clear.

"Yan Ci, you're back."

Bei Wan hadn't noticed anything strange about himself yet. At most, he just felt some muscle soreness.

He thought it was the sequelae of yesterday's fight with Fourth Senior Brother, so he didn't pay attention at all.

So, when Yan Ci asked her with a serious face how the wounds on her body came from.

The little guy said nonchalantly: "It's okay, it was when I was fighting with Fourth Senior Brother yesterday..."

"He hit you!"

Yan Ci felt a fire rising from the bottom of his heart.

"No, no, no, it's not a fight, it's just Fourth Senior Brother and me...sparring with me!"

A super sweet smile appeared on Bei Wan's face, trying to prove that there was really nothing between her and the fourth senior brother.

By the way, I also praised myself in my heart, she is so awesome, she can even think of words like "sparring!"

Yan Ci looked at the little girl who was disappointed and wanted to protect Mo Yan, but didn't know how to complain. He sighed and asked her, "Are you covered in blood during the sparring?"

"Ok?"

Why was she covered in blood from the sparring match?

Where does she have...

The little guy lowered his head and looked at his arm covered in blood scabs, and was stunned for a moment.

No, why is she covered in blood?

It was obviously fine when I went to bed last night.

Inexplicably, Bei Wan thought of the dream he had last night.

In the dream, she was beaten by the fourth senior brother so much that it hurt everywhere. It seemed that it was so miserable.

But that was a dream, Fourth Senior Brother really didn't attack so hard.

Seeing Bei Wan being quiet and silent, Yan Ci confirmed what he was thinking.

Afraid that the little guy might have wounds under the blood stains, Yan Ci did not use the cleaning technique. Instead, he used warm water to gently wipe the blood stains on the little guy bit by bit.

After wiping twice, Yan Ci didn't see a trace of a wound under the blood, but more bruises.

Although it looks serious, it's actually not a big deal.

Bei Wan also realized at this time that Yan Ci might have misunderstood. The blood on his body was caused by his fourth senior brother, so he immediately explained.

"Yan Ci, Bei Wan doesn't know where the blood on his body came from..."

"Fourth Senior Brother and Bei Wan sparred, but there was no blood. There was no blood on Bei Wan's body before going to bed."

After hearing this, Yan Ci did not speak immediately, but fell into deep thought.

Bei Wan had already seen clearly what state he was in.

Really, even she herself couldn't stand it anymore.

Especially a small section of the arm has been wiped clean, which makes people feel even more uncomfortable when compared.

The little guy raised his head, looked at Yan Ci who was still thinking silently, hesitated for a moment, and then called him.

Yan Ci came to his senses: "Well, what's wrong?"

"Strict words, cleansing techniques." Bei Wan put forward his own small request.

"it is good."

Yan Ci responded neatly this time.

Sure enough, after the cleaning technique was used, there were no bleeding wounds on the little guy's body.

After getting clean, Bei Wan couldn't help but feel a little scared when she remembered how she looked covered in blood just now.

The little guy asked Yan Ci: "Will I die?"

Yan Ci's hands shook, remembering his sister who had died in his arms.

He hugged the little one gently and patted her back as if to comfort her.

"No, how could he die!"

"But there was a lot of blood on me just now."

Yan Ci recalled the bloody look on the little guy's body just now, and for some reason, the words "washing the menstrual veins and cutting the marrow" were connected in his mind.

It is possible to wash the menstrual marrow. No one has ever been like this little guy, covered in blood. Moreover, the little guy's tendons and veins are damaged, so it is impossible to wash the menstrual marrow.

He let go of the little guy in his arms, looked at her firmly and gently and said, "It's just a little blood, it's okay."

But he forgot that the little guy had worked as a medicine man for an evil doctor before.

She has seen all kinds of strange causes of death with her own eyes.

Bei Wan nodded. Although he was still a little scared, it was not as obvious as he showed.

Seeing this, Yan Ci remembered something.

"Bei Wan, can you tell your senior brother about your discussion with the fourth senior brother?"

"Of course you can!"

The child's attention span was so small. When Yan Ci changed the topic, she temporarily forgot about the blood all over her body just now.

After telling Yan Ci the whole thing, Bei Wan didn't forget to quietly pull his sleeve and praise Mo Yan.

"Yan Ci, I think Fourth Senior Brother is quite good."

The young man who had just reached the door stopped and raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard these words.

Wuhu!

The junior sister praised him and said that he was very good, so his plan was more than half successful, okay?

Bei Wan didn't know that Mo Yan had already reached the door, but Yan Ci knew.

He smiled and ruffled the little guy's hair, "I'll clean up after myself first, and I'll cook for you."

Yan Ci turned around and walked out of the back room, and took the young man out before Mo Yan could enter the back room.

Mo Yan:? ? ?

"Elder brother, what are you doing?"

Yan Ci looked at the person in front of him and asked seriously: "Did you do anything to Bei Wan after she fell asleep last night?"

Faced with Yan Ci's serious questioning, Mo Yan remembered for some reason that after the little one fell asleep, he lay down next to the little one's bed like a pervert, poking her cheeks, pinching her face, and rubbing her hand.

"No ah!"

Mo Yancai would never admit that he had done these things.

There was no expression on Yan Ci's face, but his hand was placed on the Luoquan Sword.

Thinking back to the last time at Baizhang Cliff, Yan Ci beat his third senior brother with the Falling Spring Sword,

Mo Yan rolled his eyes and told what he had done at that time.

Yan Ci:...

Understand, Mo Yan didn’t do anything to Bei Wan.

"Then before you left, did you notice anything strange about her?"

Mo Yan thought for a moment and looked at Yan Ci very seriously and asked, "Is it an extra soft calculation?"

That little face is really soft.

Yan Ci:...