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

"No, senior brother and master, please listen, she asked her if she was evil!"

Mo Yan's expression was slightly exaggerated, and he lowered his voice: "Her!"

"The only little white flower in Cangyan Sect, she actually thinks she is vicious?"

No, it's because he is too gentle on weekdays.

Did it give that little thing an illusion?

He Mo Yan asked who among the Cang Yan Sect present had a few lives in their hands.

The master never showed mercy when beating people. He was sure that the master had definitely killed many people.

Needless to say, the senior brother overthrew the Xuanlang Sect and killed countless people with one sword.

The second senior brother was even more so. Although he was straightforward, he also beat up a lot of people.

The third senior brother's mouth is simply a Yin man's artifact, as you can see by looking at the unlucky guy in the juvenile group this time.

As for him...all the disciples of Qingya Sect were beaten by him.

There was no one in the house who had been injured, and his legs were no higher than his waist. He was holding a rice bowl and waiting for food all day long, and his mind was full of little things that could make food.

She actually called herself vicious! ! !

Several people present were guilty of making her have such unrealistic thoughts.

"Quiet."

Qi Youqing looked pale and spat out such words coldly.

Then Mo Yan found himself speechless.

He wanted to struggle to speak, but he struggled.

Qi Youqing coughed twice, and there was even a faint trace of blood on the corner of his lips.

Mo Yan: ...Forget it, it’s better to shut up and stop struggling. What if the third senior brother gets mad!

After all, we will need spiritual stones in the future!

There was a barrier set up by Yan Fengmian outside the door. No matter how much noise Mo Yan made just now, Bei Wan inside the house couldn't hear it.

"Why does Bei Wan think so?"

Yan Ci's voice was soft, and he slowly guided the little guy to tell the reason.

Bei Wan hesitated for a moment and looked up at Yan Ci, who was looking at her tenderly, a little hesitantly.

"Wanwan is not asking Yan Ci if I think you are vicious. In my opinion, Bei Wan is not vicious at all. So Yan Ci wants to know where does Bei Wan feel that he is vicious?"

"If you don't say this, Yan Ci will think that Bei Wan doesn't treat me as a friend!"

Several people outside the door:...

Ma De, they feel so disgusted when Yan Ci talks like this!

Mo Yan just fucked silently.

Bei Wan, however, was completely unable to empathize with the people outside the door.

Seeing Yan Ci's "sad" look, the little guy quickly waved his hand and explained, "No, no, Yan Ci is a good friend!"

Mo Yan outside the door: his toes clenched to the ground in embarrassment.

No wonder Yan resigned.

Looking at the entire Cangyan Sect, no one can do this job of coaxing children except the eldest brother.

"Then Bei Wan will tell Yan Ci, okay?"

"That's it..." The little guy lowered his head, fiddled with the maltose in his hand, and told the whole story bit by bit: "Today in the ring, Zhi Yao asked me if it hurt. She also said that my thoughts at the time were Ling Chi, and she Use my thoughts against me."

Yan Ci was confused for a moment and didn't understand what the relationship between Vicious, Ling Chi and Bei Wan's thoughts was.

"Inn, Bei Wan said not to kill pigs and cut off a piece when eating the meat, so she stopped us..."

Bei Wan reminded Yan Ci in a low voice.

Yan Ci: ...He remembered.

It was at the inn that he and Mo Yan took their children to have dinner. They were joking around and the little girl from the Xuanlang Sect came up and said that the children were vicious and stopped them from leaving.

If it weren't for the little guy's reminder, he really wouldn't be able to connect these things together.

He then remembered that the little guy was in the ring today, and he was injured and covered in blood, as if he had been deliberately tortured, and he immediately understood.

Sure enough, everyone in Xuanlang Sect is sick.

"How could it be? Bei Wan just blurted out the idea at that time, and this idea would not be implemented. Your fourth senior brother also wanted to kill the master, shouting slogans loudly, but do you think he would do this?"

Bei Wan shook his head.

Mo Yan outside the door also shook his head crazily.

Mo Yan couldn't speak yet, he could only look at the master who was silent beside him in horror, and shook his head desperately.

No, those were all angry words said after being beaten by Master! !

Strict words! You bastard! How could such a thing be brought before Master?

Liao Jin and Qi Youqing even gave Mo Yan a rare glance.

The expressions of the two senior brothers were complicated, somewhat sympathetic.

Coincidentally, Yan Ci spoke again in the room.

Mo Yan quickly pointed to the room, signaling for them to listen quickly and stop focusing on him.

Then, Mo Yan heard the elder brother continue to give examples.

Yan Ci: "If I think what Mo Yan said is wrong and I step forward and beat Mo Yan to death, does Bei Wan think I'm wrong?"

Mo Yan outside the door:? ? What do you mean by beating Mo Yan to death?

What kind of metaphor is this?

Mo Yan fell into silence, but his silence had just begun when he was broken by Bei Wan's answer.

When everyone heard what the little guy said, they suddenly answered with righteousness and firmness:

"It's not Yan Ci's fault! It's Fourth Senior Brother's fault!"

Her stern words are absolutely unmistakable!

The one who is at fault must be the fourth senior brother!

Yan Ci:...

No, shouldn't a normal person's thinking be to nod and admit that it was his fault for beating Mo Yan to death?

Mo Yan outside the door:? ? ?

He was beaten to death by his senior brother, was it his fault? ? ?

"Ahem..." Yan Ci coughed twice and said to the little guy with a serious face: "In short, she doesn't deserve to say anything about you, you are not vicious, because in one sentence, she will do something she thinks is vicious to you, And make you really bruised, she is the vicious one.”

The little guy seemed a little unsure, looking at Yan Ci with a pair of clear eyes: "Really?"

"Well, really!"

"Have a good rest, there is a game tomorrow, don't worry about these things."

Yan Ci raised his hand and touched her head, and then walked out the door after the little one fell asleep.

As soon as he went out, he only saw Liao Jin.

"Where are Master and the others?"

Liao Jin gave Yan Ci a strange look: "Master went to beat Mo Tianyi, Qi Youqing went to rest."

If I go look for it now, I might be able to see a good show.

Yan Ci remembered what he had just said in the room and smiled clearly.

"You did it on purpose." Liao Jin said with certainty.

"It doesn't matter whether you do it or not. What matters is whether you want to be a vicious person tomorrow."

Didn't Xuanlang Sect say Bei Wan was vicious?

It doesn't matter, he won't interfere in his junior sister's affairs.

She beat his junior sister, and he beat her senior brother. This was fair.

Yan Ci subconsciously rubbed it with his left hand, and the gentle look on his face changed slightly.

If Mo Yan were here, he would definitely understand that the senior brother is angry.

……

The moonlight was bright and clear, and Bei Wan slept peacefully holding the poinciana tree, with weak light pouring into her body from the poinciana tree continuously.

On the round head, a piece of grass poked its head out, swinging happily, and then unceremoniously patted the surrounding aura into Bei Wan's body.

The spiritual power tempering her body should have been an unbearable pain, but because of the existence of the Poinciana tree, the pain was relieved.

When Bei Wan woke up the next day, he saw the familiar blood stains all over his body.

The little guy didn't know how to cleanse yet, so he had to frown, without even wearing shoes, and ran to find an adult who knew how to cleanse.

Unfortunately, as soon as she went out, she met Mo Yan coming out of the next room.

Needless to say, Bei Wan was covered in blood.

Mo Yan's originally handsome face was now swollen like a pig's head.

At that moment, when the senior brothers and sisters met, they both frightened each other.

Bei Wan:! Pig head!

Mo Yan:! Dirty kid! !