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

Chapter 436 Bei Wan: She... really likes the world of immortality like this.

Chapter 436 Bei Wan: She... really likes the world of immortality like this.

"Okay, I'll move the mountain for you."

Bei Wan politely pushed away again, trying to get closer to her and complain to her about how difficult these years have been. Wen Jin was still crying.

Bei Wan sometimes couldn't stand this kind of brat who was really not very smart and liked to complain.

"Little cousin..."

The white and tender boy who had been cleansed tried to reach out to retain his only relative in Cangyan Sect.

But he was stopped by several young boys and girls. The noise was just the appearance, and stopping Wen was now the truth.

"Now, I heard that you exploded again."

"Now, do you think you can improve your strength by blowing up furnaces?"

"now……"

Hua Hua stood outside, looking at the young boy who was left behind by his companions, and sighed heavily.

He turned around and glanced in the direction of the main peak.

The little girl sighed tiredly again. She had already faintly felt that several junior uncles were already putting pressure on her.

If she guessed correctly, she would be even more tired in the future.

But she clearly didn't want to care so much, she had already worked so hard to secretly cultivate Jun Guo, who loves to show off.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, so he could only give Jun Guo an angry look.

Junguo:?

When Bei Wan said he was moving mountains, he really meant moving mountains.

Liao Jin stood next to Bei Wan and pointed to a mountain not far away: "Do you want it?"

"This hilltop is good."

Zheli raised his eyebrows slightly as he looked at the bare mountain top, which was basically devoid of vegetation and spiritual beasts.

This is... a good hill?

Bei Wan nodded: "Okay."

The little girl didn't hesitate at all, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with this hilltop at all.

Zheli:? No, sister, is this hill really a good hill?

Liao Jin and Bei Wan were already moving mountains.

In fact, this mountain is not very big and not difficult. It just looks spectacular and scary.

Anyway, those disciples of Cang Yan Sect were even more impressed when they saw that their junior uncle had just come back and moved to the top of the mountain.

The bare mountain top is pressed against the mound of earth that is about to be flattened by the bombing. It is not abrupt at all and is very harmonious.

The little girl who was 1.5 meters tall was holding a bamboo burning sword. Her golden hairband and ink braid were tied together. She was gorgeous and delicate, and her delicate face showed calmness.

A palm was pressed against Wen Jin's head to keep the distance between the two, and he said in a cold voice: "It's ugly to cry."

Wen now wiped his tears, looked at the new arrival on the mountain, then looked at his little cousin, and said firmly: "Little cousin, I will work hard! I will cure Sister Awen in the sect!"

He had been away from home for too long just now, and the furnace kept blowing up. His future was hopeless. The moment his little cousin appeared and made him feel the warmth, he couldn't hold back.

But now that I have been comforted and finished venting, it is time to continue working hard.

Awen...

A figure suddenly appeared in Bei Wan's memory.

The only girl in Cang Yan Sect who lost her meridians, eyes, and had her tongue cut out during the experiment of cutting pills to extract meridians.

"Where is she? I want to see her."

On the way, the second senior brother led the way and told her about the situation of other sect disciples in the past two years.

Only then did Bei Wan find out.

It has been more than three years since it happened.

A large part of the disciples of various sects who have experienced such torture have left the sect and returned to the mortal world.

Some of them have already lost their lives. The double psychological and physical torture makes them feel that death may be the only relief.

Everyone has their own choices, and everyone has their own path. All Bei Wan and Cang Yan Sect can do is help Awen.

They can do their best to provide.

However, Awen's condition is still very good. The disciples in the sect are lively and joyful, caring for each other, and also caring about Yan Ci and others.

The most important thing is that Yan Nanhui from the Qingya Sect next door is such a proud man. Even if he loses his golden elixir and cannot see or speak, he can still show his talents.

"Yan Nanhui is now said to be on par with the monks in the early stage of the Golden Core."

"He's great, really great."

Liao Jin had a rare expression of appreciation and recognition on his face.

Not just talent, but also that perseverance.

You know, including Awen, almost all the disciples who experienced that incident three years ago are listening to Yan Nanhui's deeds and gritting their teeth to hold on.

It was Yan Nanhui who used herself to give those disciples hope again.

He is like a road that suddenly lights up in the darkness, not dazzling, weak, but slowly extending, finding the direction for the disciples who can't find a way out in the darkness.

Bei Wan suddenly recalled a sentence that the gentle and stubborn young man once wrote in the air with his hand because he could not speak.

[I know, I am honored to be the first person. 】

just now……

He really did it.

The little guy couldn't help but smile, happy for Yan Nanhui and happy for the disciples who had found their way again.

She... really likes the world of immortality like this.