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

Chapter 347 Bei Wan and Qi Youqing: Don’t argue with fools

There was silence in the air.

Qi Youqing took a deep breath and sighed a little tiredly. Looking at the two silent junior brothers and sisters, he knew that he had failed to control his emotions just now and said something he shouldn't have said.

Bei Wan raised his eyes and looked at the two senior brothers. For some reason, he felt an uneasy feeling welling up from the bottom of his heart.

"Brother!"

She stretched out her hand and gently tugged on Mo Yan's clothes beside her. She looked up at Mo Yan, her clear eyes seemed to be soaked in water, gentle and firm, but full of words.

Mo Yan was at a loss, it was the first time he saw such an expression on the little guy.

What on earth does this little guy want to say?

"Huh? Sister, tell me."

"Brother, stay alive!"

Mo Yan:......

He just said it, Master will definitely bring up children in a wrong way.

I haven't learned anything else. It seems that these two words of "living" are really engraved in my heart.

The free and easy young man in a black shirt with a unicorn pattern on his waist chuckled, squatted down, stretched out his two hands, and "ravaged" the little girl's face, making the dull and serious little guy's face become more active.

The smile on the young man's face was like a spring breeze, blowing away the uncomfortable and stiff atmosphere of silence.

"Okay! Senior brother is a scourge, and he wants to live a thousand years!"

Bei Wan, however, held down the young man's hand that was rubbing her face with one hand, and her fluffy cerebellum shrank down, escaping from the confinement of the young man's hands.

"wrong!"

The little guy looked serious again and corrected Mo Yan firmly.

Mo Yan couldn't help but think of the little puppy he used to play with when he was a child.

After being held by his little head, he escaped from his grasp in the same way, and then yelled at him fiercely.

"Senior brother is not a disaster! He is a good person, so he will live a thousand years longer!"

Mo Yan was stunned, the good guy...him?

Before anyone could react, the little girl frowned slightly and said with disgust and hatred:

"The disaster must come early..." Die!

Before he finished speaking, he was picked up by someone, and the cold and faint fragrance of bamboo spread into Bei Wan's nose.

There was a heavy coughing sound in his ears, and Bei Wan couldn't care about what he had not finished.

He raised his little hand and stuffed a pill into his senior brother, and then stuffed several porcelain bottles into Qi Youqing's arms.

Qi Youqing adjusted his breathing, raised his hand and rubbed the little guy's head, indicating that he was fine.

Then his voice felt weak and short of breath, and he said to Bei Wan: "She's awake."

Bei Wan: Who is awake?

The atmosphere between him and his seniors was a bit abnormal just now. Bei Wan almost forgot his original purpose of looking for his seniors.

Qi Youqing raised his finger and pointed at the woman who had opened her eyes silently on the bed.

Bei Wan's eyes lit up, and then he became alert.

The woman opened her eyes, her eyes were dull, like an empty shell, her silver-grey eyes were beautiful and rare. She lay quietly on the bed, and it seemed that there was not much difference between opening and closing her eyes.

Qi Youqing handed the little one in his arms to Mo Yan and told him, "Watch your fourth senior brother and don't let him cause trouble."

Mo Yan:?

Bei Wan: "Okay!"

Mo Yan:? ?

What do you mean, don't let him make trouble!

He is this little thing’s senior brother, okay!

Qi Youqing lightly lifted his robe with one hand, sat on the edge of the bed, and put his hand on the woman's still warm wrist.

The woman didn't react at all, she just lay quietly, showing a little bit of weirdness in her normal state.

Qi You lowered his eyes and his pulse was normal.

"How about it?"

Mo Yan sat on the pony, holding Xiao Beiwan in his arms, and looked at Qi Youqing.

"Pulse is normal."

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows: "You can't!"

Who wouldn’t check if the pulse is normal?

Is this what he asked?

Mo Yan put Bei Wan down, stood up and stretched, then walked over.

As he flipped his wrist, a sharp silver light flashed through.

Bei Wan saw with his own eyes that the kind young man who had been smiling just now had no smile on his face. The dagger in his hand suddenly stabbed the woman's eyes with a cold light.

Just as the dagger was just a hair away from piercing the woman's pupil, the woman lying on the bed moved, using her hand as a blade, she stabbed towards Mo Yan's chest with terrifying force.

Like a fake corpse.

A soft light erupted from Mo Yan's body, blocking the woman's sudden attack.

It is a defensive weapon.

With a smile on his face, the young man looked at the woman in front of him calmly, tilted his head and smiled: "There is a reaction!"

Bei Wan tilted his head, looked at the young man who was in debt, and fell into deep thought.

Qi Youqing glanced at it, reached out and squeezed Bei Wan's hand, raising his eyebrows and asking silently.

"Fourth Senior Brother is not a nuisance, he is just a little bit indebted!"

After Bei Wan finished speaking, he nodded and affirmed himself.

Mo Yan, who heard clearly:...

Now that people are awake, it's easier to handle.

Mo Yan relied on his defensive magic weapon and asked directly:

"Sister, who are you?"

"Where is home?"

"Why did you appear near Cangyan Sect?"

The woman didn't respond to the first few sentences, as if she was reacting for a long time.

Only when I heard the three words "Cang Yan Sect" did I react again.

The eyes hidden by the messy long hair seemed to light up twice, and the voice was hoarse, but there was a hint of arrogance in the tone: "Cang Yan Sect."

She tilted her head, not as cute as Bei Wan, but with a mechanical and slightly terrifying feeling.

Silver-gray eyes that seemed to be covered with a layer of fog looked at the three people in front of them, as if they were confirming something.

"Cang Yan... Mainland, Cang Yan Sect."

Mo Yan turned around and said a strange "hey".

"It seems that he is a fool, and he is still a fool who worships our Cang Yan Sect!"

Bei Wan and Qi Youqing:...

Mo Yan was proud: "All fools are worshiping our Cang Yan Sect!"

Qi Youqing and Bei Wan looked at each other. They both decided that they would not be as knowledgeable as the fools in the sect.

"what's your name?"

The slightly frail man spoke, his voice cold and gentle, with a sense of temptation and irresistible guidance.

The woman's head turned, her delicate face was blank, and she looked at Qi Youqing in silence.

Mo Yan scratched the itch and complained: "Senior brother, you can't do this either!"

Qi Youqing ignored Mo Yan and continued to ask: "Where are you from?"

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows: Wait! This sentence sounded familiar, as if he had asked it just now!