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

Qi Youqing was badly injured, not from the fight with Bei Wan, but from the backlash of revealing the secret of heaven.

However, in the eyes of the elders, Qi Youqing was the one they found.

The elder couldn't help but reprimand:

"I have told you more than once that you are a disciple of the Ancient Desolate Clan. You are a sword cultivator, yes, but you are also a Word Spirit Master. The role of Word Spirits is just a decoration to you, right?"

Qi Youqing remained silent and resisted silently. The blood in his body was churning and he turned around and vomited another mouthful of blood.

The exquisite and gorgeous clothes were stained with mud and blood, the hairpin on the head was broken, the black hair was scattered, and the coldness was shattered.

Qi Youqing coughed twice, as if he wanted to cough out his lungs.

He raised his eyes and looked at the elder, his eyes were cold and arrogant: "I have been wandering outside since I was young, how can I cultivate the way to the Word Spirit."

The elder was stunned.

It seemed as if they had really forgotten that this young man did not grow up in the clan.

Outside, without any family resources, no martial arts, and even losing his mother at a young age with no one to teach him, it is not easy for him to have the current strength.

Can……

"After returning, practice the Word Spirit in seclusion."

"Dongzhou College must be the champion in this college competition."

The elder turned around and hid the pitiful reluctance in his eyes.

So what if he is a genius? Before he has determined his stance, he can only be a sharp blade, not the person holding the sword.

"In the South Continent, there is Jun Beiwan from Cang Yan City; in the North Continent, there is Zhao Yujiao from the Zhao Yu Family; in the West Continent, there is Leng Jing from Leng Zhuo City. You must leap up and crush them."

"Remember, you are the pride of Ancient Wasteland East Continent."

The elder's words were earnest, ambitious and inspiring.

Qi Youqing nodded in response, seeming to feel the same way.

But when the elders were not looking, her eyelashes slightly closed, revealing a hint of sarcasm.

……

On the way back to Nanzhou College.

The little girl had changed into clean clothes and had her hair braided again. She followed the boy at a pace that was neither fast nor slow.

She tilted her head and looked at Meng Shiwu with some confusion. She always felt that there was something wrong with this half-fourth senior brother, ever since she saw her sparring with her third senior brother.

Finally, Bei Wan decided not to guess anymore and just asked directly.

"what happened to you?"

A little girl in a bright goose yellow dress poked her head out from the side, tilted her head and looked at him in confusion, her eyes clear as a spring.

"I seem to have seen that person before." he said.

Then, Bei Wan suddenly stopped, stood there, and looked at him: "What about me?"

Meng Shiwu:?

"When you first saw me, didn't you feel like you had seen me somewhere before?"

Meng Shiwu faced the little girl's gaze and said with gritted teeth, "No..."

Bei Wan:......

So, what I said before, that I like junior sisters the most and senior brothers are all fools and who cares about senior brothers, was all fake.

Sure enough, Fourth Senior Brother’s words cannot be trusted.

Meng Shiwu coughed and immediately made up for it: "It's the kind of feeling that when I see him, I want to beat him up."

Bei Wan was silent, so forget it.

Meng Shiwu looked at the silent little girl, who seemed not to have expected him to say that, and followed his own reason to guess.

"So, I should know you? Or, you know that person just now?"

Bei Wan's heart shuddered, he never expected that Fourth Senior Brother had been sliced ​​into pieces, but his brain, which was good at thinking, was still intact and sharp.

However, as a girl who was taught by her fourth senior brother since she was young, how could she be so deceitful?

"I know Li Bo, so I know you."

The little girl mercilessly threw salt on her senior brother who was acting as a "stand-in", and then said:

"I do know that person. He is a newly found genius of the Dongzhou Ancient Wilderness Clan. In addition to the power of Word Spirit, he also possesses the ability of foresight."

Fourth Senior Brother said that mixing truth and falsehood is the highest level of speaking.

Meng Shiwu was about to say something when he saw the little girl smile at him and then said, "Young man, don't be narcissistic. If you can't get into the top 80, you will have no good life in the future."

Meng Shiwu felt a chill on his back. These past two days of getting along with each other made him forget that the not-so-old girl in front of him was his nominal teacher!!!

After returning to Nanzhou College, Bei Wan was stopped before he could go back to his dormitory.

Looking at Wei Chenyu who was blocking her way, the little girl had confusion in her eyes.

"Did you fight with Wu Shu from Gu Huang?" Wei Chenyu asked.

"Ah."

"You won that sparring match."

Wei Chenyu looked at the little girl who was a head shorter than him, looked fair and tender, and was well-raised, like a little porcelain doll.

She was somewhat unable to believe that she really... had defeated the young genius praised by the Ancient Wilderness Clan.

Bei Wan nodded but then shook his head: "I won in terms of swordsmanship. He didn't use the power of words, and I didn't use formations."

So, it can’t be considered a win in the true sense.

Wei Chenyu said, "Winning is winning."

"I want to spar with you."

Bei Wan:?

The little girl looked at Wei Chenyu in front of her. Why did she feel that this sister had a bad temper?

"it is good!"

Bei Wan agreed readily.

In a short time, the news of Bei Wan and Wei Chenyu's competition spread quickly, and all the disciples who had no classes and were idle rushed to the arena.

What a joke! Two people from the Tianpin class are sparring with each other. Why don’t you watch it?

After hearing this, Meng Shiwu silently raised his foot and hurried over.

What he didn't expect was that he also met other people from Class 3 of Huang here.

The four people who used to be dissatisfied with Bei Wan and avoided him, and who had never had any tacit understanding with each other, now tacitly understood each other and pretended to be blind, and no one could see each other.

Wei Chenyu’s strength is not weak, but it is indeed somewhat inferior to Bei Wan, but she is also a person who refuses to admit defeat.

After three matches, he became more and more courageous and almost won one game.

Two girls, one tall and one short, sat casually on the stage, calming the blood surging in their bodies.

Wei Chenyu stood up and walked to Bei Wan's side, extending his hand to the little girl.

This was the first time Bei Wan had seen such a situation, and indeed it was the first time a girl had pulled her up after sparring with her.

"I have made rapid progress by sparring with you. It feels much better than when I sparred with Wu You before." Wei Chenyu sighed.

Bei Wan felt his heart skip a beat: "Who are you talking about?"

Wei Chenyu: "Wu You?"

Hearing the familiar name, Bei Wan was silent for a moment.

Wei Chenyu opened her mouth and muttered to herself in confusion: "I don't know what happened. Wu You died too quickly. He just went back home and died."

Bei Wan:......

"He was considered one of the best students in the Tianpin class. Before you came, he was considered one of the best talents in our Nanzhou College. He was also a good person, gentle as jade, and kind to others. I don't know who killed him!"

When Wei Chenyu spoke of this, he seemed to feel a little regretful and indignant.

"I killed him."

Bei Wan's voice was as calm as water and a little soft, but to Wei Chenyu, it sounded no less than thunder.

Not only her, but also some disciples who stayed around to enjoy the competition between the two were stunned, staring blankly at the little girl on the stage.

what did she say?

Wei Chenyu did not yell or scream, because true shock is like being sealed, shaking one's whole body and mind.

"Wha...what?"

The little girl in a bright yellow gauze dress who was braiding her hair raised her eyes and said seriously, "Wu You, I killed him."