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

Chapter 377 Junior Uncle Beiwan, come quickly! We stole someone for Uncle Fourth Master!

"woke up."

Yi Anlan spoke casually to tell Bei Wan the news, her voice casual and without any unnecessary emotion.

For her, whether Mo Yan and Qi Youqing were awake or not, they did not cause her to be emotionally disturbed.

Bei Wan immediately ran over and saw that both senior brothers had opened their eyes. She just said: "Master..."

The words are not finished yet.

Mo Yan, who was lying on the bed, stood up suddenly, raised his hand and slapped Qi Youqing next to him.

There was a "pop" sound.

The crisp sound of slaps resounded throughout the room.

The little guy couldn't help but take a step back and swallowed back the word "brother" that was about to blurt out.

Mo Yan's face tilted to one side, and he was raising his hand to cover his slapped face, as if he was in a daze.

why!

He was the one who got beaten!

Bei Wan's usually calm face showed a rare expression of sympathetic yet difficult-to-explain complex emotions.

She should feel sorry for Fourth Senior Brother, but it seems she shouldn't feel sorry for him.

Anyone who asked him to raise his hand wanted to slap the third senior brother.

It's okay now!

Not only did he not beat the third senior brother, he was also beaten by the third senior brother.

Qi Youqing slowly sat up and raised his hand to tidy up his hair with a cool and elegant movement.

There was no clue that he had reacted quickly just now, not only blocking Mo Yan's slap, but also subconsciously giving Mo Yan a slap with his backhand.

Looking down at his numb palms, Qi Youqing was silent for a moment, looked at Mo Yan who was motionless, and gave a rare explanation: "Sorry, I'm used to it."

The slap in Mo Yan's sea of ​​consciousness was too smooth.

Mo Yan: ...No way, he’s going to be pissed to death! ! !

Bei Wan:? I always feel that what Third Senior Brother said is a bit strange.

But before Bei Wan could figure it out, he saw Mo Yan's body falling straight down.

Probably...angry?

Bei Wan:! ! ! !

Her fourth senior brother finally woke up, he just fell down no matter what!

Seeing that the person who finally woke up fainted again, the people of Cangyan Sect were almost suffering from the sequelae caused by Mo Yan.

After knowing that Mo Yan was just a little weak, coupled with the shortness of breath and the overwhelming mood swings, he fainted.

The people of Cangyan Sect should do whatever they want.

The sect competition that is held every five years is about to take place, so Cangyan Sect naturally needs to prepare well. This is the first time that there are so many people in the entire sect. It is just starting out, and everything is in trouble.

Even during the day, Bei Wan went to teach the disciples from each peak what to pay attention to during the competition.

So, when Mo Yan woke up, the fourth peak was empty, not a single person was left, and no one even lit a lamp for him in the room.

At that moment, Mo Yan felt so miserable.

The young man sat up slowly, fearing that he would wake up violently and his eyes would turn black and his mind would be dizzy.

It was so pitiful that he bent his knees and hugged his legs, sitting cross-legged on the bed.

Just when Mo Yan was brewing his emotions, he felt very pitiful and sad late at night.

There was movement outside the door.

The boy who had bent his knees and hugged his legs just now immediately adjusted his sitting posture, put his arms on his bent right leg, and his left leg hung casually by the bed. He pressed forward slightly, giving the impression that I was the best in the world.

The door was pushed open, and Bei Wan saw his energetic senior brother at a glance.

"Senior brother."

She had just returned from teaching the disciples at the second peak, and she wanted to drop by to see if the fourth senior brother was awake, but it turned out that the fourth senior brother was really up to his standards and really woke up.

Bei Wan entered the room, closed the door, lit the lamp, and walked to Mo Yan's bed: "Senior brother, here it is."

Mo Yan:?

Whooped.

Sitting on the bed, Mo Yan was immediately overwhelmed by the overwhelming amount of fruits. Several of them even rolled directly to the ground because they couldn't hold them.

Bei Wan bent down to pick it up, holding the fruit, and stood on tiptoe to stuff the fruit into Mo Yan's hand.

"These are given to you by the nephews of Cangyan Sect."

After learning about Mo Yan's accident, the inner disciples in those peaks were discussing how to prepare some condolence gifts for Fourth Master Uncle.

A few good people asked Liao Jin what Mo Yan liked on weekdays.

As for why he asked Liao Jin, these disciples who were around ten years old had long been like little people, and they had almost figured out the several direct disciples of Cangyan Sect.

Uncle Yan Ci is gentle and can teach people patiently, but the prerequisite is not to make him angry, otherwise he will be served with a mace.

Uncle Liao Jin seems to be more bluffing, and seems to beat people at every turn, but in fact he is the one with the best temper, doesn't talk much, is honest, and sometimes even meets more awkwardly than them.

Uncle Qi Youqing, the cold is really cold, just like the ice lotus in extremely cold places. Ordinary people say "you can watch from a distance but not play with it". But for Master Qi Youqing, it is a bit difficult to even watch from a distance.

Uncle Mo Yan... it's best not to mess with him. Although he seems to have the temperament to play with them, they don't dare.

As for Junior Junior Uncle Bei Wan, they are their favorite! The kind that I like everywhere!

Therefore, if you want to know what Uncle Mo Yan likes, then it is most appropriate to ask Uncle Liao Jin, because Uncle Liao Jin will know but not tell you, and he will not tell you everything! Under their questioning, he could tell everything that Uncle Mo Yan liked!

Mo Yan:?

The young man tilted his head and looked at the fruit on the bed with raised eyebrows in confusion.

"The nephews of Cang Yan Sect?"

How did those little bastards know that he loves to eat fruit?

Bei Wan tilted his head and frowned slightly, as if confused: Isn't this obvious?

What day did Fourth Senior Brother not hold the fruit in his hands and eat it?

Mo Yan understood the expression on the little guy's face and just coughed: "How long have I been unconscious?"

Bei Wan: "Twenty-six days."

Mo Yan nodded: "Fortunately, we haven't passed the sect competition yet."

He was also waiting for this sect competition, where Cangyan Sect would take away the leader of Qingya Sect, to see how the Qingya Sect could show off.

Bei Wan's jade pendant for sound transmission fluctuated, and Mo Yan calmed down consciously.

"Little Master Uncle! Little Master Uncle! Come quickly! We stole someone for Fourth Master Uncle!"

The boy's excited and low-pitched voice sounded like his own child stealing the enemy's chicken.

Bei Wan:?

Mo Yan:?

To be honest, the last sentence is indeed a bit confusing.

What do you mean by stealing someone for Fourth Master Uncle?