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

Chapter 362 Mo Yan, there is nothing we can do about this situation.

The disciples of Cangyan Sect arrived soon.

More than thirty young people with heroic looks and uniforms dressed as inner disciples gathered in Ouyang Mansion.

As soon as Bei Wan walked in, he heard a chorus of: "Uncle Junior!"

"Hmm...yeah!"

The little guy didn't react at first, but then he responded with a calm expression.

He looked at the thirty or so disciples with clear and harmless eyes, like a little rabbit that had strayed into a wolf's den.

Those inner disciples looked at their little master uncle and thought he was so cute. They really wanted to go up and tease him and pinch him.

These new inner disciples are not very old either.

As a teenager, who doesn't like to catch a pretty girl and play with cute kids?

"This is the patrol route of Ouyang Mansion. A team of five will hold the place."

Mo Yan then stepped into the courtyard and handed the prepared map to the leading inner disciple. Then he asked a little uneasily: "Support the show! You should be able to do it, right?"

Jungo, the young prince who was the first to climb the ladder to heaven, immediately raised his hand.

The little boy's eyes were as bright as stars, and he looked like he knew how to do something: "Yes! He knows how to do it!"

In the past, he had seen many scenes of supporting and blowing up the scene at home. The biggest one was when his sister-in-law got married, and all the men in the family went to support her.

Simply stunning.

After arranging the Cangyan Sect disciples in Ouyang Mansion, Mo Yan took Bei Wan out to play again.

When we came back, it was already getting dark.

Ouyang Mansion has prepared three upper rooms, seemingly for Mo Yan, Qi Youqing, and Bei Wan.

Can……

Mo Yan looked at the big one and the small one who all appeared in his room.

"Didn't I prepare a room for you?"

Qi Youqing was lying on the rocking chair covered with thick blankets, his eyes moved away from the ancient books and fell on Mo Yan: "The moon is full today."

Mo Yan:?

Bei Wan, who was kneeling on a soft cushion to practice the formation, added: "Brother, your destiny has changed."

Qi Youqing's thin lips curved into a very shallow arc, and he gently echoed: "Yeah! Smart."

Mo Yan:......

No, Qi Youqing was the only one who was sick before, but why is the junior sister like this now?

Mo Yan exhaled, adjusted the expression and emotion on his face, turned his head with a smile on his lips, and said to the little guy who lowered his head to study the formation: "Sister, take a look and see if the disciples of our sect are still patrolling?"

Bei Wan raised his eyes and glanced at the two senior brothers, then said: "Okay."

The little guy simply packed up the things in front of him, then turned around and went out obediently. But as soon as he went out, the little guy's brows wrinkled slightly, feeling that something was not right about the atmosphere in the room.

After hesitating for a moment, the little guy hid his breath and took a few steps late.

Bei Wan had just been out for a while when Mo Yan couldn't bear it any longer.

The young man rushed in front of Qi Youqing, snatched the ancient book from his hand and threw it to the ground. He slapped the armrest of the rocking chair with one hand, grabbed Qi Youqing's collar with the other, and roared in a low voice.

"Is it over or not?"

"I told you, I won't harm myself! My life, I don't even know my own life, can you just leave it alone!"

"Do you think you are in such good health that if I changed your life, you would still be alive?"

"Tell me! With my broken life, what else can I change? Tell me!"

The young man leaned over and placed his palms on Qi Youqing's side. He was breathing heavily in his chest. It looked like he was very angry.

Qi Youqing's temples jumped twice, and his ears felt a little buzzing, which gave him a headache.

Is Mo Yan taking out his anger on him?

Did you take this opportunity to vent the anger you suffered during the day on him?

The not very gentle spiritual power was shot out and hit Mo Yan directly.

The uncultivated young man fell to the ground and raised his eyes to glare at Qi Youqing.

Qi Youqing put away the blanket covering himself, dusted the corners of his clothes, and stood up, his eyes indifferent and not angry.

"If it were five years ago, I don't care how or where you die! How you want to die, how you die, where you want to die, where you die!"

"But now, you can't die, not even anyone from the Cangyan Sect can die!"

"Mo Yan, remember, if you want to atone for your sins, live a good life! Live a little like yourself!"

Qi Youqing didn't have a good temper to begin with, but now when facing Mo Yan, he simply spoke frankly.

When Mo Yan died five years ago, he was dead. After he died, he would sigh and the Cangyan Sect had become much purer. On the anniversary of Mo Yan's death, he would burn some paper money and fruits for Mo Yan.

But now, if he has the ability but does not save Mo Yan, he is afraid that his cultivation path will be blocked in the future.

Mo Yan lowered his eyes and sneered: "That's easy to say."

Although he, Mo Yan, had been like a street rat that couldn't be killed since he was a child, he could survive anywhere.

But in the sect and in the world of immortality, he was reminded all the time that he was a waste now.

He could accept that he had lost his cultivation, but he couldn't bear it. People around him always reminded him that he was a waste.

Being alone, without worries or desires, is actually okay.

But, inside the sect...

Junior sister and junior sister can't protect him, he can't fly with a sword, and even the demon-suppressing knife that he held simply before has now eclipsed in his hand.

Every day when I look at those inner disciples who are cultivating hard and have a promising future, I really can't help but compare myself.

He is unwilling to give in!

People's moods change.

Where is the original intention so easy to keep?

If one's mind is really that easy to control, the path to immortality would be too simple.

Obsession, nightmares, questioning one's mind...can that be controlled?

Qi Youqing frowned slightly, feeling that Mo Yan's current mood was still not quite right, and his tone softened a bit.

"There is not only one way to practice cultivation in the world. Everything can enter the Tao. In your situation, it does not mean that you cannot practice cultivation."

"I've been reading through the classics these days, although I haven't yet..."

"Brother, after some time, I want to go outside for a walk by myself."

Mo Yan interrupted Qi Youqing.

The young man's mood seemed to have calmed down a lot, but if he felt carefully, he was on the verge of collapse.

"I can make an oath between heaven and earth that I will not harm myself or commit suicide, and that I will stay in the mortal world for a while."

"Let's be honest, I don't want to stay in the world of immortality now."

"If you stay any longer and follow me, I will really go crazy."

Just as the two were in a stalemate.

Outside the closed door, a little girl called softly.

"Senior brother..."

Qi Youqing and Mo Yan were shocked at the same time and turned to look at the door.

The door was pushed open a small gap, and the goose-yellow skirt was eye-catching in the gray night. The little guy looked at them and then walked in.