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

Bei Wan wanted to cry, so she cried. She cried thoroughly, either heartbreakingly, or shedding tears quietly.

None of the grown men could guess what the little guy was thinking.

Even Yan Ci didn't think that much for a while.

Looking at the little guy being hugged by Yan Ci, crying and panting, everyone directly expressed that they didn't understand, didn't understand, and didn't dare to get close.

Yan Ci looked helplessly at the three junior brothers who had never been so unanimous, leaning against the corner, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

The three brothers in the corner said that they really couldn't do the job of coaxing children.

Liao Jin: When he saw the little guy crying, he just felt like he had no idea what to do.

Qi Youqing: I haven’t coaxed you. I rely on my senior brother.

Mo Yan: You might as well scold them!

Let alone coaxing the child, it would be nice if these three people didn't kill the child.

So this job still has to be left to Yan Ci.

Yan Ci sent a message into the secret: "Then you three go back."

Standing here is still an eyesore.

The three people shook their heads in unison, and the tacit understanding reached its peak at this moment.

not going back! They are worried.

Yan Ci:...

Destroy it! ! !

He wouldn't coax this child who cried for no reason! !

Yan Ci tried countless methods, but to no avail. The more he spoke, the harder the little guy cried.

Until the little guy got tired of crying and fell asleep directly in his arms.

As soon as Yan Ci raised his head, he was met with the disgusted looks of the three brothers in the corner.

Three brothers in the corner: It turns out that the eldest brother can’t do it either, it’s better for the little guy to get tired of crying.

In an instant, I felt balanced in my heart. I'm all good at it, so it's okay.

Yan Ci:...

To be honest, my desire to kill my junior brother reached its peak at this moment.

What do you need these three people for? He couldn't coax the child, and ended up mocking him!

Yan Ci was too lazy to speak. He couldn't help but reveal the mace in his left hand, and the gentle look on his face revealed a looming danger.

Liao Jin turned around and left.

Qi Youqing followed closely behind.

Mo Yan also muttered: "There is a game tomorrow, go back and rest and compete well, compete well."

The trio in the corner, disband!

……

When Bei Wan got up the next day, her originally clear and round eyes were even bigger, and she looked like she had been crying for a long time.

Even when he went on stage to compete, his opponents felt pity for the little guy.

Rumors were spreading in the audience, getting more and more outrageous.

"The little junior sister of Cangyan Sect seems to be crying."

"The little junior sister of Cangyan Sect was beaten to tears."

"The junior sister of Cangyan Sect was beaten to death during the competition!!! Many people cried!"

After the first game, Liao Jin just came off the ring:? ? ?

I felt panicked and my steps were staggered.

He grabbed a person and asked, "What do you think happened to the little junior sister of Cangyan Sect?"

The man was suddenly frightened, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said stutteringly: "Dead, dead?"

Liao Jin immediately dropped the man and ran quickly from the adult group to the juvenile group.

Everyone gave way to Liao Jin, who was running at high speed, and looked at him strangely. Why was this man so anxious?

When Liao Jin arrived, the little guy was limping down the stage holding the Zhu Zhuo Sword.

There was no way, the senior brothers had competitions, so Bei Wan naturally had to step off the ring by himself.

Only this time, as soon as she stepped off the ring, she was suddenly hugged by someone who rushed over.

Bei Wan pushed subconsciously, but soon felt that the breath of this person seemed a bit familiar.

The little guy reached out and poked the man's irritating muscles, and asked in a small voice tentatively: "Second, second senior brother?"

Liao Jin's body froze, and after being called out by the little guy, his mind became clearer.

He quickly released the little one, knelt on one knee on the ground, looked her up and down very carefully, and then asked dryly: "Are you okay?"

Bei Wan:......

"No, it's all right."

Why do you feel that Second Senior Brother is a bit strange? As if you were worried about her?

"Ah."

Liao Jin responded in a low voice. Just as he was about to stand up and walk, he suddenly remembered that the little guy seemed to be limping a little when he came down from the ring. He quickly bent down and picked up Bei Wan.

An awkward atmosphere began to surround the two senior brothers and sisters again.

After yesterday's crying session, Bei Wan could actually feel that the second senior brother seemed to care about her.

But I don’t know why, but the second senior brother is always fierce and doesn’t talk to her with a straight face, so...

"Second senior brother, don't worry."

Bei Wan began to take the initiative to talk to Liao Jin. Although she was still a little timid, she took a brave step.

"Ah."

Liao Jin just hummed lightly, his face still straight.

In fact, I was already panicking inside.

The junior sister is taking the initiative to talk to him. She is taking the initiative to talk to him.

So what should he say? What should he do?

Before he could figure it out, Bei Wan licked his lips uneasily. The second senior brother really didn't like talking to her.

Silence once again enveloped the Chosen Brother and Sister.

until……

Yan Ci also hurried over.

He looked at the living little guy and breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out to be true, the junior sister was fine and still alive.

After all, the master is still on the high platform, so the junior sister will definitely not die.

"Yan Ci, you are nervous."

The little guy looked at him doubtfully.

Yan Ci just raised his hand and touched the little guy's hair: "It's okay, who will the next game be against?"

Bei Wan unfolded the lottery note in his hand.

Qing Ya Zong, Yan Nanhui.

Yan Ci frowned slightly.

This is the most difficult person in the juvenile group. At the age of 15, he is really about to break through the foundation building stage. He can even jump to the challenge and compete with some people who have used medicine to get to the early stage of golden elixir.

He is the most talented child of Qingya Sect's generation.

And Qingya Sect...

He is the person who least wants Cang Yan Sect to achieve results.

Moreover, the third junior brother is ill today, and the power of words and spirits may not be able to help the younger junior sister.

This scene in Bei Wan... I'm afraid it will be difficult to handle.

"Bei Wan." Yan Ci looked at the little guy seriously and said to her word by word: "In this game, you can admit defeat, do you understand? Don't fight, just admit defeat when you go up. You can't win. Even if we try again It’s okay to lose four games.”

"We just need to keep our top six rankings and qualify for the Secret Realm."

Bei Wan bit his lip, then nodded: "Bei Wan understands."

She knew Yan Nanhui was a very powerful person, and she knew very well that she couldn't beat him.

But she didn't expect that the senior brothers wouldn't even let her go on the stage and just gave up the game and gave up.

On the high platform, Head Yao of the Xuanlang Sect laughed twice.

"Fengmian, if you admit defeat, you won't be able to win the second place."

"It seems that this time the number one and number two will appear from our Xuanlang Sect and Qingya Sect."

"Yeah." Yan Fengmian took a bite of the fruit and replied casually: "It's okay, I'll be back next time for the sect competition."

Five years is enough time for Bei Wan to become No. 1 in the juvenile category next time.

"Oh, don't change the rules next time to make it look like you can't win."

At the end, Yan Fengmian specially nodded at everyone present.

The faces of the people present remained unchanged, but they all had their own thoughts in their hearts.