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

The friend waved his hands and took a breath.

Then, with a crackling voice and an excited voice, he read out all the important information in one breath.

"She is simply a pervert. She has built foundations and golden elixirs in three consecutive years, and now she is an eight-year-old Nascent Soul!"

"He is now an eight-year-old Nascent Soul!"

Looking at Yan Nanhui who remained silent after hearing this, he even chuckled a little.

Only then did my friend realize that something was slightly wrong.

As soon as he learned the news, he ran over to tell Yan Nanhui, mainly because the news was so shocking.

My brain was shut down at that time, and I forgot to think about whether telling Yan Nanhui, who had just come out of isolation, would affect Yan Nanhui's mentality.

He looked a little panicked at the young man who looked calm, even laughing, and seemed to be in a good mood.

"It's over, it's over, um, Nan Hui, there are so many geniuses in the world."

He quickly took Yan Nanhui's hand and patted it like an old woman, speaking earnestly and trying to save her.

"Don't think Bei Wan is awesome now, but there's no telling when someone with more talent than her will appear! Is it... right?"

As he talked, my friend said that he was not confident.

No, the eight-year-old Nascent Soul is scary enough.

If someone is better than the eight-year-old Nascent Soul, then he...

Okay, he couldn't imagine it.

"Okay, no need to comfort me, I'm quite happy."

Yan Nanhui pushed away her friend and held his hand.

His eyes are clear and clear, like a gentleman, he walks and sits upright.

"It's true that someone has talent, but she must have put in a lot of effort."

"I have a beloved son, but if I can improve my cultivation by eating, drinking, and having fun, then... that would be too unfair."

"Besides, if someone is better than me, I will be happy."

Yan Nanhui took out the Wandering Dragon Sword from his waist, but he recalled the flames that gushed out from the little guy's body at the sect competition three years ago, which frightened even his Wandering Dragon Sword.

Not so much jealous of the little guy.

Rather, he wanted to spar with that little girl again.

A swordsman who is never afraid and faces difficulties is his true courage.

"Are you happy if someone is better than you?"

My friend was completely puzzled. Instead of someone being better than him, he hoped he could be better.

Yan Nanhui took a long breath and looked towards the direction of Cang Yan Sect.

Although the two sects were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, they could not stop him from wanting to fight with the little girl.

"If everyone in the world is mediocre, then it will really be over!"

"Geniuses are for chasing and guiding. They are the ones who single-handedly fight their way out when everyone is unable to resist."

My friend stared at it for a moment and only uttered three words: "Educated!"

But he doesn't understand.

Yan Nanhui wanted to say something else, but saw his jade pendant fluctuating.

He patted his friend's shoulder: "Master is looking for me, I'll go over first."

As soon as he stepped into the palace, Yan Nanhui saluted.

"I have seen Master."

Duan Tianhan looked at his most proud disciple in front of him, but his expression was not as happy as before.

He rubbed the armrest of the wooden chair beside him and stared at Yan Nanhui deeply: "Do you know about the eight-year-old Nascent Soul of Cangyan Sect?"

Yan Nanhui nodded, his mood stable: "Disciple knows."

"The eight-year-old Nascent Soul..."

Duan Tianhan's voice was a bit solemn and aged.

"I originally thought that if you broke through to the golden elixir at the age of 15, you would already be a genius that the Qingya Sect has never seen in a century."

Who would have known that Cang Yan Sect would just give him an eight-year-old Nascent Soul right now.

There is no way to survive!

Yan Nanhui opened her mouth to say something, but still nothing came out.

Master... I'm afraid I don't like hearing what he said.

It's better not to say anything.

But...he didn't really want to say it if he obeyed his master.

"That's all. This time Tianyu City has sent the Tianyu Order. You should also go with it and study more to see if there is a chance to find the talent inheritance in the Circulation Tower."

After finishing the paragraph, he waved his hand and asked the silent Yan Nanhui to go out.

"Master, will Cangyan Sect also go to Tianyu City?"

"Cang Yanzong?"

Duan Tianhan glanced at Yan Nanhui with slight admiration.

Could it be that this kid is enlightened?

"The Cangyan Sect probably won't go. The last time the Circulation Tower of Tianyu City was opened, the Cangyan Sect was not invited. This time..."

When he was about to say that he would not invite Cang Yan Sect.

But he suddenly remembered that the reason why Cang Yan Sect didn't go there last time was because a hundred years ago Yan Fengmian was the only one living alone.

This time Cangyan Sect has disciples. Not only are the first four perverts, but this last little disciple is the most perverted of perverts.

It is really uncertain whether Tianyu City will give the Cangyan Sect the Tianyu Order this time.

"Just in time, if you are invited, remember that if you have a chance, don't let that young disciple of Cangyan Sect come back alive."

The corner of Yan Nanhui's mouth twitched: "Master, I am only at the late stage of Golden Elixir."

The little girl on the other side is already Nascent Soul.

Duan Tianhan narrowed his eyes slightly and chuckled: "Of course I'm not just relying on you, don't worry."

Yan Nanhui frowned slightly, saluted silently, and then exited.

At the entrance of the main hall, he met the man who was once an outer disciple, but was accepted as a direct disciple by the Supreme Elder.

"I have seen Uncle Master."

The man looked at Yan Nanhui for a moment, then slowly turned away, and spoke to Yan Nanhui with a gentle face: "My young nephew, your future life is to be feared."

Yan Nanhui just felt that he didn't like the person in front of him that much.

The young man replied politely and indifferently: "Uncle, please find your master, and I will not disturb you."

After saying that, he bowed and left without stopping for a moment.

The man watched Yan Nanhui leave, then slowly stepped into the hall, looked at Duan Tianhan and said with another intention:

"Your disciple has good talent, good strength, and good appearance."

……

That night.

A ghostly figure appeared in Cangyan Sect and quietly sneaked into the fifth peak.

On the bed, Bei Wan sat cross-legged, and his spiritual power was absorbed from all parts of his body and then circulated.

Suddenly, the little guy opened his eyes suddenly.

She looked at the masked face that appeared in front of her. In the short time she opened her eyes, a heavy aura suppressed her and made her unable to move.

Bei Wan couldn't make a sound, couldn't move his body, and even his spiritual power couldn't be mobilized.

Fortunately, the cassock she was wearing could protect her.

The masked man didn't hurt her, he just raised his hand and injected a cold force into her body.

There was a trace of resistance in Bei Wan's eyes.

The phoenix fire in the body wants to be restless, and wants to push out the power, but before the phoenix fire can move.

A gentle breath like the spring breeze soothed the restless and resisting Phoenix Fire.

"no……"

The masked man frowned slightly, then withdrew his hand, turned around and left without moving Bei Wan again.

After a while.

The little guy had just calmed down, and before the feeling of being suppressed completely faded away, he trembled with his little hands and called out to the sound transmission jade pendant in a calm and trembling voice: "Master..."