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

"Here! It's built! Just make do with it first."

I just built a house in two days, and when I built it again, the overall quality and speed were much faster.

Mo Yan clapped his hands, walked out of the house, and spoke casually to Zheli who was standing at the door.

Then he raised his eyebrows meaningfully at the young boy, as if to indicate something.

A decent smile appeared on Zheli's delicate face.

Of course he knew what to do.

Whether it's this afternoon or later.

in the afternoon.

When Mo Yan left Cang Yan Sect and headed to the demon world.

As expected, the fourth peak welcomed a rare visitor.

The little guy seemed to have just finished practicing, or had interrupted his practice and came in a hurry.

"Brother!"

As soon as the little guy reached the fourth peak, he raised his voice and shouted eagerly.

Mo Yan hadn't opened the door yet, but the always polite little guy opened the door and barged in by himself.

Want to see him so much?

Mo Yan's brain went down for a moment.

The little guy standing at the door, after seeing the senior brother in the room clearly, jumped excitedly and hugged the senior brother's waist.

Mo Yan was stunned by what the little guy said and stayed put.

Looking down at the little guy who was hugging him eagerly and affectionately, at this particularly suitable time to stir up emotions, only one thought came to this guy's mind.

This little guy is growing up really slowly.

When he picked this little guy up three years ago, he was no taller than his legs.

It had taken three years to grow, and it was now longer than his legs, just reaching his waist and abdomen.

It's growing a little too slowly.

After being distracted and complaining for a while, Mo Yan finally noticed the important point.

No, what on earth did that little brat Zheli say to make the junior sister so excited?

The young man looked at the little guy who was only as high as his waist, holding his waist and standing on tiptoes. His hands didn't know whether to pick up the little guy, pat the little guy, or do nothing at all.

"No, don't be so excited!"

His Adam's apple rolled up and down awkwardly, but Mo Yan finally chose to pick up the little guy.

As soon as I picked it up, I discovered something amazing.

The little guy's expression...how to put it.

It's heavy and tragic, with admiration and worry.

Well, it's like he's going to die.

"Senior brother, you must be careful when lurking in the demon world! You are a great contributor to our immortal world!"

"Be sure to come back alive!"

Although the fourth senior brother always bullied her and kept her guessing, she really didn't want him to die.

With that said, he took out an exquisite storage ring and stuffed it into Mo Yan's hand.

The little guy solemnly instructed.

"Brother, put it away! Take care of yourself over there!"

Mo Yan:? Why does this sound a little wrong?

But Mo Yan still obeyed and accepted it.

A flash of icy blue flashed across his peripheral vision, and he looked up to see Zheli standing at the door.

The young boy met his gaze, unafraid, generous, neither humble nor arrogant.

He just tilted his head and smiled obediently at him.

The premise is to ignore the cunning revealed in those ice blue eyes.

Before Mo Yan could react, the young boy turned around and left as if he had never appeared.

really……

I can't tell my sister that Yi Lao has passed away.

He only said that Mo Yan might die if he went to the demon world this time.

My sister had such a big reaction.

Can't say, absolutely can't say.

and……

If he wants to practice quickly, he can't die. Even under certain circumstances, the people my sister cares about can't die!

When he saw the little boy's smile, Mo Yan was like a magnet, finding someone of the same kind.

Damn it, I'm afraid I've tricked this kid Zheli.

Now that he was confident, Mo Yan wasn't too panicked anymore.

Turning around and placing the little guy in his arms on the wooden table, the young man stretched out his hand to pull a stool and sat down in front of the little guy.

"Senior brother will not die. What did that boy Zheli tell you?"

He was really curious now, what did Zheli say that made the little guy come running so fast and still care about him so much.

Bei Wan glanced at him, then lowered his little head, and his two little hands were intertwined, entangled with each other uneasily.

"Zheli said that senior brother is going to the devil world."

"Yeah! We're going to the Demon Realm, and then?"

"Senior brother, if you are alone in the demon world to inquire about information, you may die miserably if you are discovered."

Mo Yan: ...This doesn’t seem wrong.

"Furthermore...senior brother is not very smart sometimes. He also likes to show off to others and talks very cleverly. He is easy to get beaten and has a greater chance of death."

Mo Yan stood up suddenly, as if he was going to stab a random child to death.

Bei Wan: Shrink, the child is afraid.

"You just believe it when he says it!" Mo Yan asked.

Bei Wan: ...Ang?

This is proven by many examples.

The little guy shrank and explained weakly.

"Senior brother... In the sect, I was beaten by my master and fellow seniors all day long..."

The truth is obvious. In one's own sect, the senior brothers will be beaten, but outside, won't they be beaten even more severely?

Otherwise, why would she believe Zheli's words so much.

It’s so convincing and feasible.

Mo Yan took a deep breath. The young man stood up straight, crossed his arms, and the smile on his face changed, with a hint of strength.

Under Bei Wan's somewhat panicked gaze.

The young man sneered, air flowing in his hands.

With a "bang", the door to the room was closed tightly, and even the half-open window was not spared.

Bei Wan looked around the room, which was extremely dark because the doors and windows were closed.

Senior brother...are you planning to kill someone?

However, it's not like she can't beat her senior brother.

Just when the little guy was thinking about how she could escape when her senior brother was coming.

But when she heard her senior brother soften his voice, the toughness he had just lost instantly disappeared. She sighed, and the familiar feeling hung on her body again.

"I have to tell you, senior brother. Does senior brother want you to coax him?"

"Senior brother didn't like what you said just now."

"Think about it, in the entire sect, except senior brother, who can make a noise when other sects slander us!"

Bei Wan blinked, it seemed to make sense.

but……

Fourth senior brother is really moody.

Just now he was so angry that he wanted to kill someone, but now he was leaning on her shoulder with an excellent attitude, and even his voice still sounded like a coquettish one.

"Brother..."

The little guy reached out and patted the senior brother who was leaning on her shoulder. His voice was weak, as if he was afraid of shocking the "vulnerable" young man.

"Well, you said."

Mo Yan's voice was still muffled, but it was much softer, and he even looked forward to the little guy talking.

Bei Wan swallowed and licked his lips. He mustered up the courage to say:

"Brother, please be normal, I'm afraid..."

Mo Yan: ...What a shame.

He just feels it now.

His tenderness fed the dog.