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

Above the sky, Qi Youqing seemed to have some feelings and glanced down.

It seemed that he already knew that there were elders from Cang Yan City below who were there to help.

His heart was moved, and his eyes softened as he looked at the little girl. With the sound of the sword and the brilliant light in the sky, he called out in a low voice:

"Junior sister."

He finally called out the name softly, which made him feel that he was still alive, still the same person who used to be in Cang Yan Sect.

Although he was cold, he always opened a window and watched his junior sisters and brothers chasing each other, and watched the wind blowing the forest swaying.

All the forbearance and planning step by step in the ancient wilderness seemed to have more meaning.

Maybe it’s because I haven’t heard the word “Junior Sister” for a long time.

When he heard this suddenly, Bei Wan felt like tears welling up in his eyes.

"Senior brother."

The little girl raised a faint smile on her face, but her sword moves were merciless.

Instead, the sound of swords became louder and the light of swords became more brilliant, as if they had created a domain and space that belonged only to them, blocking all prying eyes from the outside world.

As a qualified senior brother, Qi Youqing’s first thing was to apologize to his junior sister.

"I'm sorry, I didn't say it at the time. The situation didn't allow it."

"Well, we believe in Brother!"

She didn't say me.

But I'm talking about us.

A smile appeared on Qi Youqing's cold and noble face, and his eyes were like a pool of spring water rippling with stirring, which was heart-warming.

Time was urgent, so there was no time for much chit-chat. Qi Youqing specifically picked out the key points and said:

"Don't tell them about Mo Yan's affairs. They are Mo Yan's extreme emotions. Slowly discover it. When the time is right, he will naturally become a person."

"I will contact you if there is any situation here. I want to completely control the ancient wilderness in my hands. It will take ten years."

"And Cang Yan City must not only gain a firm foothold, but also become bigger and stronger. Junior Sister, you are the key!"

He held the bamboo sword across his chest, and using both hands to move his body backward, pushing aside the frost and crossing the snow.

Bei Wan: “The key?”

"Become the backbone of the younger generation of independent cultivators, win the support of the people, and ignite new hope for the independent cultivators who are forced into desperation in Xuanling Continent."

"The great disaster predicted by Xuanling Continent was caused by the interaction between independent cultivators and aristocratic families."

"Remember what I'm going to say next and tell your parents."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Youqing's heart began to panic. The hand holding Han Shuang Duxue lost its strength and was stabbed by the little girl's sword, causing him to stagger.

Bei Wan frowned slightly and wanted to withdraw his hand, but he saw his senior brother making a gesture to him.

carry on.

Bei Wan understood, but although the sword moves in his hand were powerful, their lethality was gradually decreasing.

Seeing this, Qi Youqing curled his lips slightly, and the strength in his hands also lightened. He spoke quickly and clearly:

“Two hundred years ago, if Cang Yan City had not appeared, the aristocratic families in Xuanling Continent would have grown stronger, and the independent cultivators would have been cornered and would have fought back and killed the aristocratic families. There would have been no peace for a thousand years, and blood would have flowed like a river.”

"Until one of the independent cultivators showed up and destroyed everything, but he accidentally cut off the path of the cultivators of the entire Xuanling Continent. The spiritual energy dissipated and the plane collapsed. It was a man-made disaster, not a natural disaster!"

"The continent belongs to all cultivators in the world. The balance among the independent cultivators from noble families has been lost."

The blue sword light in the sky dimmed a little.

Qi Youqing's breathing was slightly unstable, his blood was surging, and his handsome face was pale, with only a faint scarlet at the corners of his lips.

Knowing one's own destiny will backfire, and telling others about it will backfire even worse.

Frost Crossing the Snow was exhausted, and the controller was unable to control it.

The Bamboo Burning Sword hummed happily, as if mocking Han Shuang Du Xue's inability to do anything.

But she didn't expect to be slapped by her own master. With a wronged look on her face, Wenrou picked up Hanshuang Duxue and put her back into Qi Youqing's hands.

Just when Zhu Zhuojian thought that the competition was over, the little girl's aura suddenly became stronger.

Flames shot up into the sky, and ninety burning flaming swords floated in the air, even brighter than the sun in the sky.

The petite figure stood in the dazzling flames, making it impossible to see her appearance clearly, and one could only feel endless pressure.

"Xihe."

The little girl's voice came from the sky, neither sad nor happy, but with enough majesty and momentum.

"A hundred sword cuts!"

The Bamboo Blasting Sword took the lead, cutting through the sky, and ninety sword lights followed behind it, as if following its orders, unmatched.

The sky was completely engulfed by the fiery red color. Everyone felt blinded for a moment and could not see anything clearly.

Jun Shuci saw the little girl's actions clearly, curled her lips and chuckled, then turned to look at the elders of the Guhuang tribe.

"Go and catch it quickly, don't hurt your genius."

Jun Shuci really wasn't being sarcastic, she meant it sincerely.

After all, Gu Huang, the genius that they are so proud of, is also from their Cang Yan City.

Of course he would be fine. Although the light of Hundred Swords was very bright, all of them avoided Qi Youqing and would not hurt him at all.

Besides, their daughter just gave the child a storage bracelet.

The younger generation of their Cang Yan City must be well, and she was absolutely sincere in saying that.

Elder Guhuang glared at Jun Shuci fiercely.

However, he didn't expect that a cold gaze fell on him, and Elder Guhuang looked over instinctively.

Then he saw the gentle and elegant man looking at him, his thin lips slightly raised, and then he shifted his gaze.

Elder Guhuang felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart, but he didn't notice anything different, so he had to give up.

He was completely unaware that a tiny, light insect flew out from Wen Rangchen's palm and landed on the back of his collar, waiting for the right opportunity to attack.

Seeing Qi Youqing's figure falling weakly, Elder Guhuang took the opportunity to leave quickly.

Jun Shuci looked at Wen Rangchen as if she had some feeling.

But the man smiled at her gently: "Let's go and see our daughter!"

Jun Shuci understood that since this man had changed the subject, he must have started a fight.

but……

It's not like you're hitting a child, they're just peers, what's wrong with that!

Jun Shuci stood on tiptoe slightly, her soft red lips fell on Wen Rangchen's cheek, and she looked at the man whose ears were gradually turning red.

He turned around and looked back, his voice smiling, and repeated what he had just said.

"Let's go! Go see my daughter!"

Bei Wan looked at his parents who suddenly appeared, but he didn't feel it was sudden.

The little girl tilted her head and looked at her father's red ears: "Daddy."

Wen Rangchen: "Hmm?"

Little girl: "Your ears are very red."

Jun Shuci couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Wen Rangchen: ...