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

"I ask you to practice well, will you listen?"

The little girl who looked like a porcelain doll asked them innocently.

Meng Shiwu had his long legs resting on the table, his hands behind his head, and was shaking the stool with a creaking sound.

He smiled and said, "Sure enough, my brain is not working well."

The remaining three people were silent, and then laughed out loud, how rude.

There were even two people who wanted to turn around and walk out, ignoring the little girl in front of them.

Do they look like the kind of people who would be obedient?

Just as they reached the door, a huge thick and hard brick exploded into the ground.

The ground is three feet deep. If they take another step forward, their feet will be smashed.

Meng Shiwu was smart enough. Before he could escape through the window, he saw three bricks flying out at the same time, blocking all the exits in the house.

The four of them looked at the little girl together, but they had a bad feeling in their hearts.

The Great Perfection of Divine Transformation.

The most powerful among them is only in the late Nascent Soul stage. If they fight...

Indeed, I can’t beat him.

Under the nervous gaze of the four of them, the little girl didn't even look at them.

She simply pulled out a soft armchair wrapped in a blanket from her storage bracelet, sat quietly on the armchair, and took out a slightly old booklet.

Ignore them completely.

Meng Shiwu raised his eyebrows, then tentatively lay back on the table and went to sleep.

It doesn’t matter. If you can’t get out, you can’t get out.

Anyway, at this time, whoever is in a hurry will be used as a gun.

When he fell headfirst onto the table and was about to fall asleep, Meng Shiwu suddenly felt the hairs on his body stand up and a chill on his neck.

The remaining three people who saw this scene nearby: …

Is that big kitchen knife across Meng Shiwu’s neck serious?

Oh no.

That was no ordinary kitchen knife, it was a huge kitchen knife inlaid with pink crystals!

"Get up, who told you to sleep?"

The little girl's voice was calm, but to the four people it sounded like the cry of the King of Hell demanding her life.

Meng Shiwu:? ?

For some reason, his brain told him to stay calm, but his body subconsciously wanted to rush up and flick his finger at the little girl on the head.

Why is he so crazy at such a young age!

"Okay, okay, I won't sleep anymore. I won't sleep anymore."

The sloppy boy smiled and answered perfunctorily, then sat up honestly.

It’s not that I’m afraid of the brain and body being separated, but I want to see what this little girl is going to do.

then……

Then there is no more.

The little girl still didn't say a word, didn't even look at them, just lowered her head and flipped through the book.

Meng Shiwu narrowed his eyes and was about to stand up.

I saw the girl next to me took a step forward, and a flying knife came out from nowhere and stabbed her in the face.

The girl subconsciously turned over to avoid it, but unexpectedly a thorny vine emerged behind her.

He hurriedly dodged the vines, but encountered a rising earth wall.

The attacks came suddenly, one after another, at an extremely fast speed, forcing the girl to jump up and down continuously.

“Like a monkey.”

Meng Shiwu spoke, and sounded in a good mood.

Bei Wan, who had never looked up at them, looked up at the three people who had not moved after Meng Shiwu said this.

Meng Shiwu felt a bad premonition suddenly rising from the bottom of his heart.

Bei Wan looked at them, and her white jade-like fingertips moved slightly.

The five elements attack formation arranged in the house is no longer triggered passively, but is actively operating in all aspects.

In an instant, the remaining three spectators immediately took action.

Flying knives, vine blades, water bombs, fire, earth shields, the room was bustling with activity.

Attack moves were flying everywhere, and four figures were also flying around.

The room was not big to begin with, and when one person was jumping up and down, it wasn't that crowded.

But once all four of them started jumping up and down, the place became too crowded.

It happened to be in such a crowded situation.

Meng Shiwu looked at the little girl who was sitting alone in the front, occupying a quarter of the room.

The red gilded fairy disciple uniform hung softly, like a seductive yet pure flower in full bloom.

Very comfortable!

And they can only jump up and down in this small space.

Meng Shiwu gritted his teeth, quickly dodged the attack, and moved towards the direction of the little girl.

"You need to break the formation. Hiding will only make you more and more embarrassed."

As soon as these words were spoken, the four people present had no time to ponder why this fifteen-year-old genius swordsman also knew formations.

"Well……"

The only girl among them groaned as a flying blade pierced her chest. Her body shook and she became much slower. The next moment, the earth shield knocked her straight to the ground, where she lay motionless as if dead.

"Ah!"

One male disciple couldn't stand it anymore.

The pain in his body was terrible, but the "death" of his companions frightened him even more.

Bei Wan glanced at the screaming man, pursed his lips and sighed, and his spiritual power turned into a slap, knocking him unconscious.

At the same time, take a pen and write on the rice paper: if you have poor psychological quality, be gentle.

I saw that both of them had fallen down.

There are still the strongest one left, who is at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Stage, and Meng Shiwu, who is at the early stage of the Nascent Soul Stage.

Bei Wan wasn't in a hurry, since he wouldn't really die anyway.

Even if she died, she still had some pills here.

Produced by Wendie, guaranteed quality.

She dared to say that even if the person died, his soul would not dissipate and he could come back to life.

"Hey! Are you going to team up with me? If you don't practice, I'll die first. Don't waste time."

The sloppy Meng Shiwu spoke very straightforwardly without any beating around the bush.

The young man in the late Nascent Soul stage glanced at him, a little arrogantly, as if he didn't want to join forces with him, and attacked Bei Wan fiercely.

Meng Shiwu sighed, and decided not to dodge, and directly faced the flying blade coming towards him.

Two "puff" sounds, one after the other, rang out almost at the same time.

Bei Wan stood up, took the booklet, put away the armchair, and looked at the four people lying on the ground as if dead, and let out a low sigh.

The tempers of these four people...

They all have some personality, which is good!

Bei Wan stood up and stuffed a top-grade healing pill into the four people's mouths.

She has resources, a lot of them, but...

This cannot be shown too much in front of these four people, and it cannot be given to them frequently when they are sober as if it were free.

Sheng Mien, fight against Mien.

It’s not like Bei Wan hasn’t been poor before.

Sometimes, giving too much becomes a matter of course and an excuse for not working hard.

Once you stop giving, the kindness you once received may turn into a knife stabbing you.

For everything, you have to find the right degree.

Bei Wan squatted down, looked at the four people lying on the ground, and slapped the ghost tracking mark into their bodies.

This tracking mark has no other effect except knowing their specific location.

The little girl high-fived them one by one, and finally stood up and whispered to them, "Let's get along happily in the future."

At present, it seems that the cooperation is unilateral.

After returning to my single dormitory at night.

The first thing Beiwan did was to contact Sister Abao.

She wanted to ask Fourth Senior Brother what kind of situation he encountered when he ascended to heaven.

Why, Master and Third Senior Brother have already found the person, but there is still no news about Fourth Senior Brother?

Meng Shiwu really looks like Fourth Senior Brother. I feel like, her appearance is a little immoral. I took a look at her while she was unconscious. They are similar, but not the same.

What's more, Fourth Senior Brother has already started to cultivate the power of Yue Ci, but Meng Shiwu can still use spiritual power and his strength is still in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

But after all, he was a child raised by his senior brother, and Bei Wan couldn't let go of his doubts.

It's better to ask clearly.

I finally asked someone, but was told that the Demon Lord had left again and went to the Demon Realm Observatory to recuperate, and I couldn't contact him at all.

Bei Wan held the phantom jade plate in his hand, looked at the candlelight in the room, and sighed.

Fourth brother, where is it?