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

Ever since he met the Xuanlang Sect group at the inn last time, Bei Wan refused to stay at the inn no matter what.

She was afraid that she would meet those bad guys again and make Yan Ci unhappy.

The little guy's thoughts are so obvious that both Master and Senior Brother can see it.

When flying with sword at night.

Mo Yan pinched the face of the little guy in his arms: "Little one, you can't keep hiding. We will still meet you when we get to the sect competition."

At that time, he will not only meet the Xuanlang Sect, but also the Qingya Sect, who has some connections with him.

I don’t know if she feels sorry for her senior brother now. Will she feel sorry for him then?

If she feels distressed...it's just a good time to gain a good impression and make her crooked!

"What should we do?" Bei Wan asked.

Mo Yan chuckled: "Of course... beat them up!"

"Yes, can you?"

Bei Wan always felt that the fourth senior brother's advice was not reliable.

"There are three simplest ways to deal with people, one is to hit, the other is to scold, and the third is to inflict insults."

After Mo Yan finished speaking, he looked at Bei Wan and asked sincerely: "Have you ever scolded me? Is it sinful?"

Just this little guy jumping out word by word, such a neat little thought.

It would be more suitable for her to hit her directly.

Bei Wan lowered his head, his voice a little lonely: "But Bei Wan can't beat..."

She is too weak.

No, she has to work hard. When the time comes, whoever speaks ill of her senior brother, she will beat them up!

So, Mo Yan saw his junior sister with his own eyes.

You huddled in his arms and started practicing with your eyes closed? ? ?

This little thing is really...a devil!

Without the delay of overnight accommodation, the group quickly arrived near Qingya Sect.

Yan Fengmian led several people into a very luxurious inn.

"so beautiful!"

The little guy who had never seen the world huddled in his master's arms and whispered in surprise.

"Oh, he is indeed a country bumpkin."

A light voice came from the side, arrogant and filled with disdain that could not be concealed.

Bei Wan was stunned for a moment, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

She turned around to look for the sound, and sure enough she saw familiar clothes.

If I remember correctly, the person who said she and the senior brother were the same people wearing the same clothes at the inn last time.

"What are you looking at! A country bumpkin who has never seen the world."

The man rolled his eyes at Bei Wan, dusted off the non-existent dust on his robe, and said to the shopkeeper, "There are twelve superior rooms in the Xuanlang Sect."

After speaking, he glanced at them, his eyes sweeping up and down with disdain.

He didn't wear the sect's disciple uniforms, there were only a few people with him, and he had a child with him. At first glance, he looked like a small sect that didn't belong to the mainstream.

"Didn't you say that this Xuanpin Inn only serves the upper six sects? How come there are still small sects that are not up to the standards!"

The man shouted loudly, but no one in the Cangyan Sect paid attention to him.

Yan Ci handed the token he had prepared a long time ago to the shopkeeper: "Excuse me."

The level of quality is clear at a glance.

The shopkeeper looked at the token in his hand, his expression changed slightly, and he took out a spiritual jade from his arms.

"Everyone, please keep it safe. This is the access token for the first-class guest room in Tianzihao."

"Thank you."

After thanking him sternly, Cang Yan Sect and his party prepared to leave.

"Stop, you, you are from Cangyan Sect!"

The Xuanpin Inn is divided into Tianzihao and ordinary upper, middle and lower rooms. Tianzihao is further divided into three levels: A, B and C, which correspond to the rankings of the last competition.

Since they are in the first class of Tianzihao, they are the leader of the last competition, that is... Cangyan Sect.

The man just now blocked their way.

Bei Wan: ...This scene is so familiar.

Mo Yan asked Yan Ci in a low voice: "Senior Brother, were all the disciples of your previous sect so annoying?"

Yan Ci: Suddenly I felt a little embarrassed.

But this is just the beginning, the man begins.

"You are Yan Ci! Just wait! Our senior brother will definitely beat you down!"

"In 30 years in Hedong and in 30 years in Hexi, don't bully young people into being poor! Even if you were the top scorer in the last competition, we can beat you down this time!"

"You scum should not..."

"To shut up!"

A voice as cold as ice suddenly sounded.

Bei Wan turned around, and it was the third senior brother who had not said a word the whole way who spoke.

Qi You's green and ink hair was tied loosely with a silk ribbon, his eyes were still covered with black silk, and he held the fire fox as quiet as a chicken in his arms.

After saying these two words, Qi Youqing took the lead and walked upstairs.

The strange thing is that after the third senior brother said to shut up, the man who had been talking non-stop actually shut up.

It's simply amazing, if only she could do it too.

only.

Bei Wan thought of the last accident in which her third senior brother almost killed her, and thought she might as well forget it.

Qi Youqing felt an extremely hot and adoring gaze behind him, which was somewhat unaccustomed and unnatural.

He actually doesn't like dealing with people.

The people from the Cang Yan Sect went upstairs together, and Mo Yan, who was walking at the end, stopped.

He glanced at the man who was forced to shut up by his senior brother's magic of speech and spirit, showed a bright smile, opened his thin lips slightly, and uttered two words.

"Rubbish!"

……

The Tianzihao first-class rooms are really luxurious and big.

Bei Wan sat on the soft bed, took the fruit thrown by his senior brother, and took a bite. It was so sour to death.

Seeing the ferocious look on the little guy's sore face, Mo Yan put it down decisively and took the fruits he had picked at Cang Yan Sect from his storage bag.

"There are still three days until the official start of the competition. Don't cause any trouble and beat me harder in the ring."

"Anyway, don't get caught and have your qualifications banned."

As a master, Yan Fengmian gave some brief instructions to his disciples, mainly to Mo Yan.

"Okay, Master, I know."

Mo Yan raised his hand to show that he knew everything.

Anyway, just don't be banned from participating in the competition. He has many devious ways.

"Disciple Xiao Beiwan hasn't dressed yet. You can take her to order one tomorrow."

After Yan Fengmian finished speaking, there was a rare awkward silence around him.

"Is it the kind of clothes we all wear together!"

A child's childish and expectant voice sounded, and Bei Wan's eyes flashed across the crowd, waiting for their answers.

"Yeah." Yan Fengmian rubbed the little guy's hair, and at the end he didn't forget to add: "Master designed it himself."

"Can Bei Wan take a look?"

The little guy cheered from the bottom of his heart and didn't notice the slightly stiff faces of the senior brothers at all.

She is now very curious about what the clothes designed by Master look like.

Under the gaze of the little guy, Yan Ci silently took out one from the bottom of the storage bag...

Emerald green and red clothes.

Well, the green is emerald green, and the red is dazzling red. Together, they have an inexplicable strong impact.

Bei Wan tilted his head and fell into deep thought.

Is this their disciple uniform?

It seems... ugly, but it also reveals a strange harmony.