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

Bei Wan sat obediently on the wooden chair, holding the meat pie in her left hand and extending her right hand. Yan Fengmian was trying to integrate spiritual power into her body.

Everyone was waiting for Yan Fengmian's answer.

Only Bei Wan was chewing the meat pie intently. It was really delicious!

When Yan Fengmian stopped, Bei Wan happened to finish eating.

The little guy swayed his short legs happily and naturally stretched out his oily left hand.

"Master, veil!"

Without saying anything, Yan Fengmian picked up a handkerchief from the table and wiped the little guy's hands thoughtfully.

Mo Yan squatting in the corner:...

Master, you really have two faces.

You do it the same way when you beat me, and you do it the same way when you treat your junior sister.

After wiping his hands, the little guy looked at Yan Fengmian curiously, swung his short legs, raised his head and asked, "Master, has Bei Wan become more powerful?"

The little guy has bright eyes and a fair, soft face. He is obviously cute, but he looks a little adult because of his expression.

Yan Fengmian couldn't help but raise his hand and rub her hair: "Well, the range of spiritual power that the body can hold has been further expanded, and it's not far from the Dantian."

"As long as the body's spiritual power can be transferred to the Dantian, then the foundation building can be completed."

Moreover, in Bei Wan's condition, as long as she can build the foundation, her cultivation speed will definitely be faster than anyone before or since.

"This should be the third time this has happened in Beiwan."

Yan Ci thought for a moment and then said: "The three situations all occur after breaking the limit or being beaten..."

The first time was because Bei Wan was sparring with Mo Yan, the second time was the same, and the third time was because he was deliberately tortured by the girl named Zhi Yao from Xuanlang Sect in the ring yesterday.

"If Bei Wan is beaten again, he can practice!"

The little breasted dumpling's excited and happy voice sounded.

It was at that moment that several "no" sounds sounded out in unison.

Bei Wan was frightened and flinched, looking blankly at the senior brothers and master in front of him.

"You haven't had a good rest yet." Yan Ci coughed twice and changed the subject: "What's more, there are still many sect competitions. You can't get beaten on purpose every time just for this."

Yan Fengmian also spoke up in time to dissuade him: "Play well and don't risk your life just for this."

The sect competition is indeed important. The little guy understood it immediately and nodded firmly: "Bei Wan must work hard to win!"

Mo Yan, who was squatting in the corner, muttered in a low voice: "The last time I was thrown into the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, I didn't see you caring about my life or death..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was kicked.

Mo Yan raised his head fiercely and saw the third senior brother saying in a cold voice: "Sorry, my eyes are not very good, so I didn't see it."

Mo Yan: ...You're lying to children! It really hurts your eyes if you cover your eyes with a piece of cloth!

As soon as he finished vomiting in his heart, he saw the little fox in the arms of the third senior brother.

I forgot, the last time I was thrown into the Valley of Beasts, it was because I almost ripped off the third senior brother’s precious red fox skin.

He asked for it.

……

The adult group arena area was particularly lively today.

"Tsk... The Cang Yan Sect's strict words seem to be a bit abnormal today. Why did they beat him so fiercely?"

"That's right, he used to knock his opponents off the ring with one move. Today, he faced someone from the Xuanlang Sect. Why..."

The man thought for a while and couldn't find the right words.

At this time, the person next to him added: "It's like he is deliberately beating up this person from Xuanlang Sect, it feels like a cat playing with a mouse."

"No, it's just crushing and rubbing on the ground."

On the ring, the male disciple of Xuanlang Sect wanted to admit defeat many times, but for some reason, he just couldn't speak. He wanted to jump off the ring, but was beaten back to the ring with a hammer from the mace.

There is no way to escape!

There were sparse and painful wounds all over his body, and blood kept flowing. Although there were no fatal wounds, it was not good to let the wounds continue to bleed.

He was almost finished with the hemostatic pills on his body. Who knew he would be beaten by the Cangyan Sect’s people? He didn’t prepare so many hemostatic pills at all.

Finally, it was about to last until the allotted time.

Yan Ci held the unsheathed Luoquan Sword in his hand and appeared beside the Xuanlang Sect disciple in an instant. When the sword sheath knocked him off the ring, he said something softly.

"Let me tell you, junior sister, such behavior is called vicious, and she is even worse."

When the disciples of Xuanlang Sect landed on the ground, the disciples from the same sect rushed up to help him. Some of them shouted angrily at Yan Ci on the stage:

"Why are you so vicious and cruel!"

Yan Ci gave a rare sneer and used the cleaning technique to clean the bloody mace.

"Is this called vicious? I learned it from your junior sister Zhiyao. Thank you for the compliment."

His voice was neither too loud nor too soft, and the audience were all practitioners, so they could naturally hear him clearly.

There were a few well-informed people in the crowd who immediately whispered: "I remembered that yesterday, the junior group Xuanlang Sect's junior sister competed with the Cangyan Sect's junior sister. It belongs to my junior sister.”

"So, this harsh speech is to avenge my junior sister?"

"Ahhh! I want a senior like this too!"

"Farewell, think about it, when you were five years old, the hope of the whole sect rested on you alone, and you had to fight in the ring with a group of people ten years older than you. How desperate it would be!"

"This is also true. I watched that little girl play a game yesterday. It was so uncomfortable. She just reached the opponent's waist and clicked one. She was covered in blood. It was so miserable."

Yan Fengmian, who was on the high platform, saw the competition in the adult group and just lazily turned his head and chuckled.

It's okay, this is just the beginning.

I hope Xuanlang Sect will not draw anyone from their Cangyan Sect next time.

Otherwise, it would be the beginning of a nightmare.

"Headmaster Yao, now send a secret message to your disciples, telling them that it's not too late to admit defeat if they encounter our Cangyan Sect."

Yan Fengmian took out a piece of fruit from his storage bracelet. He seemed to be in a good mood, and he also gave thoughtful instructions to the head of the Xuanlang Sect.

In fact, Head Yao, who had this in mind, was stunned for a moment, sneered, and said in a desperate manner: "We Xuanlang Sect disciples will never admit defeat."

Yan Fengmian shrugged his shoulders, it was best this way.

then……

With the help of Qi Youqing's cheating artifact, the Xuanlang Sect seemed to have penetrated the Cangyan Sect.

Basically every draw will draw Liao Jin or Yan Ci, two big killers, or Mo Yan, a guy who is always shady.

As for Qi Youqing, due to physical reasons and the backlash caused by the power of the spirit of speech, he only gave himself the weakest opponent.

Every Xuanlang Sect disciple came on stage tremblingly, and then came off stage covered in blood.

Cang Yan Sect: Didn’t you say we are vicious? This is called murderous and vicious!

When Bei Wan knew about this, it was already evening.

After the little guy found out about this, the first thing he did was to go find Yan Ci and get a true understanding of the situation.

Yan Ci did not hide it, but responded generously.

Xuanlang Sect and Cangyan Sect had animosity to begin with, and the existence of Yan Ci made it impossible for the two sects to live in peace.

Bei Wan's bullying only intensified the conflict between the two sects.

"Little guy, you don't want to blame us! We are helping you get revenge!"

Mo Yan looked at the silent little breast dumpling and had a bad premonition, so he asked first.

To him, the little white flower of their sect would probably think they were vicious.

"What if we don't care about others! Let me tell you, senior brother, second senior brother and I all beat people up, and third senior brother also helped."

After the little guy was silent, he raised his head. His clear eyes were moist, as if... he was about to cry.

Mo Yan:? No, it couldn't be that those few words he just said made her cry, right?

But to Mo Yan's surprise, the little guy grabbed his clothes with both hands, looked at the four senior brothers in front of him seriously, and said in a childish voice, "Thank you, senior brothers..."

Such a reaction caught the four people completely off guard.

No, just thank you. Why are you crying?

It was at this moment that Bei Wan really found a sense of belonging. It was something she had lost for a long time, it was something called home.

Ever since grandma passed away, she no longer had anyone to protect her.

Being thrown into the mountains by his uncle and aunt, living a hard life under the evil doctor, Bei Wan did not relax even after being accepted as a disciple by Yan Fengmian.

She was afraid of being abandoned again, afraid that she would be unable to practice and holding back the Cang Yan Sect, afraid that she would make some of her senior brothers angry, and afraid that the Cang Yan Sect would lose the game because of her...

In fact, she has always been afraid.

But it wasn't until this moment that she discovered that the senior brothers had...

Always supporting her.

Just like in the old village, when other children were bullied, their brothers and sisters would come to seek justice and help vent their anger. That feeling of standing behind you without hesitation, regardless of right or wrong...

This was the first time Bei Wan felt it.

This feeling... really made her want to cry.