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

Everyone's eyes were on the sky.

The little girl's hand was held by a man in a black cloak who suddenly appeared. The bright and warm red color formed a sharp contrast with the dull black.

Except for the dean, no one else present knew who he was.

Bei Wan met the man's gaze and felt confused. Such a pair of eyes were too complex and pure. The emerald green eyes made people feel as if they were in a vibrant forest.

As he moved, a strand of golden hair fell from the black hood.

"you……"

The man opened his mouth with a deep voice that made one's scalp tingle when hearing the first sentence. It was indeed pleasant to hear.

But just as he opened his mouth, he frowned slightly, and the formation in his hand instantly formed, easily stopping the dean who wanted to come and "make trouble".

The dean of the middle stage of Xuanxian, he can stop him if he wants!

The trapped dean: !!

Damn it, this guy's brain hasn't recovered yet, but his strength has improved very quickly!

That was the treasure of Cang Yan City, and he dared not let anything happen to this little girl in Nanzhou College.

The dean shouted, trying to stop the man's actions with his voice and words.

"Du Ming! Stop messing around!"

"Don't mess around! Come back quickly..."

Feeling the man casually throwing out a super-immortal-grade formation, Bei Wan couldn't help but be surprised, and at the same time, there was a very faint sense of familiarity in his heart.

Before Bei Wan could figure out where this familiar feeling came from. ??

Du Ming looked at her steadily and blurted out two words.

"Master!"

Bei Wan: Ah?

The dean shut up and looked at the man who suddenly spoke in shock.

W-What the hell!!

What did Du Ming just say?

Master...Respected? ?

The students of the Immortal Class standing nearby:? ?

No, wait!

This man who could casually cast a formation to trap the dean was called the little genius of Cang Yan City... Master! ! ? ?

There was silence all around, and everyone was confused.

"Du Ming! Master, you are crazy! How can your master look like this!!!"

"Besides, your master is a man! A man!!!"

The dean still cared about the image of both parties, and the words he angrily cursed at the man were transmitted in secret so that only the two parties could hear them.

The man ignored the dean and tightened his grip on the girl's hand again.

The voice was dull, with the caution of a child who had made a mistake: "Master, I was wrong, I was wrong..."

"Dean." Bei Wan shifted his gaze slightly and looked at the angry dean.

"what?"

"This is not the place to talk."

Dean: “Well, but what can he do!”

This guy is in trouble. He can't beat him, and he can't make him go away.

Bei Wan spoke tentatively, his voice calm and convincing: "Will you follow me?"

The man hesitated, then nodded: "I'll go with you."

Dean:…

In the dean's house.

Bei Wan asked the man to sit quietly and asked the dean three questions in succession.

"Who is he?"

"Why are you in the academy and why did you suddenly appear?"

"Who is his master in formation techniques?"

The dean was stunned. He didn't expect that the little guy would ask questions that were more tricky than the last, leaving him at a loss as to how to answer them.

Seeing that the dean did not answer, Bei Wan's expression became slightly solemn.

She sighed softly and looked at the dean: "Let me ask one last question."

The dean raised his eyes. At this moment, he didn't know what the little girl would say in the next second.

She said: "Master Yi San, could it be related to him!"