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

When Bei Wan woke up, Yan Ci was preparing to wipe her sweat.

She shrank and avoided Yan Ci's outstretched hand. Her eyes, which had been dependent on him earlier, were now only defensive.

Yan Ci only felt his heart being squeezed tightly, which made him feel a little painful.

Obviously after waking up a few times before, the little guy still trusted him and relied on him subconsciously.

"No more medicine, we don't need any more medicine, okay?"

Yan Ci suppressed the sourness in his heart, slowed down his voice, and was as gentle as the moonlight in the sky, trying to communicate with the little guy.

Bei Wan just curled up on the innermost side of the bed, hugged his legs with his hands, and rolled himself into a small body. He was silent and just looked at Yan Ci with his eyes.

"Bei Wan, I'm sorry, we really didn't know you were so afraid of taking medicine. We won't take medicine anymore. You..."

Yan Ci tentatively stretched out his clenched right hand towards the little guy, and then unfolded it. Inside lay a piece of maltose wrapped in oil paper.

"Can you forgive me?"

Yan Ci and the little guy looked at each other, and the candle next to the table became shorter and shorter, just when Yan Ci was about to take back his hand in despair.

"Don't take medicine..."

A young and clean voice came from the corner.

Yan Ci's hand holding Maltose tightened slightly. Was this considered forgiving him?

Seeing Yan Ci's reaction, Bei Wan hesitated and uttered four words slowly.

"Strict words are not bad."

She is almost five years old. She grew up in a poor family and was captured by evil doctors. Although she is young, she can clearly see who treats her well.

Yan Ci rescued her from the evil doctor, treated her, hit the bad guy with fruit when he wanted to draw her blood, bought her delicious food, nice clothes, and fed her, which was what she encountered. Best person ever.

Before the big bad guy who gave her medicine showed up, Yan Ci told her that the purpose of drinking medicine was to make her feel better.

It was precisely because the strict words had different meanings to her that it made Bei Wan sad when her request for help was rejected.

But now Yan Ci is not happy, and Bei Wan is not happy either.

"Hey, eat candy."

Yan Ci wrapped the candy in his hand with spiritual power and sent it to Bei Wan through the air.

Even after being forgiven by the little guy, he didn't touch her rashly, but he was really gentle.

Bei Wan took the maltose, looked at Yan Ci and said, "Thank you, thank you."

Just as he carefully peeled off the candy wrapper and was about to put the candy into his mouth, he heard the door to the room being violently pushed open.

"Yan Ci, I found it!"

The young man's roaring voice was filled with anger and cruelty.

Bei Wan was startled and his hands shook.

The maltose is rolling down.

Under Bei Wan's gaze, it fell on the bed, then rolled to the ground and was covered in dust, and finally... disappeared under the bed.

Bei Wan's usually expressionless face showed grievance for the first time.

Yan Ci:...

The little guy raised his head and looked at Yan Ci pitifully.

But when he saw Mo Yanzhi at the door, he suddenly tensed up.

The little guy got a little better after being coaxed by Yan Ci for a long time.

In an instant, my hair became furious again, and I became alert.

Yan Ci:...

The man turned his head, the gentleness and smile on his face disappeared, and he looked at Mo Yan standing at the door with a murderous expression.

He couldn't help but tighten his left hand, as if he wanted to hit someone with a mace.

Mo Yan also instantly realized something was wrong.

The experience of being hammered in the past made him quickly take two steps back.

He closed the door and disappeared from their sight.

Yan Ci took a deep breath and told himself to calm down.

There was a gentle smile on his face again, and he took out several pieces of maltose from the storage bracelet.

They were all placed in Bei Wan's hands.

"Bei Wan, eat some sweets. I'll go out for a while. It'll be fine."

Yan Ci's gentle words were like a gust of wind gradually calming the little guy's nervousness.

Bei Wan didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

She didn't take the candy immediately, she just hugged herself tightly and watched Yan Ci turn around and leave.

Bei Wan didn't know if it was his imagination, it seemed...

After Yan Ci turned around, the aura around her body became permeable, making her feel a little bit cold.

Bei Wan was the only one left in the room. The little guy breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Maltose beside him.

He didn't pick up the maltose, but stretched out his little hand and patted the maltose gently.

Then the little guy moved his weak body and climbed out of bed.

He knelt down and picked up the piece of maltose stained with soil, wrapped it in paper again, and put it in his pocket.

This was the first time she received maltose, and she couldn't bear to eat it, let alone see it lying alone under the bed.

Climbing back onto the bed, Bei Wan carefully peeled off one of the maltose candies and bit off a small piece.

The little guy's eyes lit up after eating the candy.

It was sweet, really sweet, and just as delicious as she had imagined.

Yan Ci... is a good person.

Outside the door, the mace in Yan Ci's hand appeared as expected.

Beating his junior brother is already a reaction that has become part of his blood.

But looking at Mo Yan who hesitated to speak and looked unhappy, he restrained himself and asked:

"The origin of Bei Wan, tell me."

"She was kidnapped by the evil doctor and was imprisoned for half a year. She was given medicine, bloodletting, and bathed in medicine every day. She was just a medicine person. That's why..."

"That's why I resist taking medicine so much."

Mo Yan said truthfully, his eyes falling on his senior brother.

I only saw the man who was usually as gentle as jade, with a gentle breeze and a clear moon. At this time, his face became gloomy, and the chill gradually rose up all over his body. He seemed to be colder than the moon in the sky. His left hand seemed...

Mo Yan felt that the mace was going to fall on him in the next second, so he quickly gave up the evil doctor's soul.

"Does this senior brother want it?"

"That bitch's soul is at your disposal, senior brother."

Subtext: Once you've dealt with this thing, don't hit him with a mace.

"it is good."

Under the moonlight, the man's eyebrows seemed to be covered with a layer of cold frost, cold and solemn. You could tell from just one word in his answer that he was really not in a good mood.

After taking over the black energy, Yan Ci turned around and went to find Song Anmu.

Song Anmu's alchemy furnace is a good thing.

It is also a good choice for burning souls.

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, always feeling that the black energy was going to bring him bad luck.

But at the next moment, the horrible screams of black energy were faintly heard.

The young man gave a low tut, flicked his whip, and crossed his arms. There was a bit of regret on his handsome and delicate face, but if you look closely, it looked more like schadenfreude.

There are no normal people in their sect, and anyone who falls into their hands will be in trouble.

Mo Yan turned around and saw the house where Bei Wan was.

It seems that this little guy has really hugged Yan Ci. Should he also apologize? Some coaxing?

Not to please Yan Ci, but...

The young man's eyes were dancing with an emotion called excitement. He wanted to please this little thing and then raise him!

Finally, he was brought to Qingya Sect to disgust those old things!

Don’t you value this little thing?

He just wanted to take it for himself, which disgusted them to death.

Just when he was about to go find Bei Wan, he saw the jade sign flashing.

Another direct disciple of Qingya Sect came out.

Mo Yan geared up and didn't care about Bei Wan, and went straight to fight the Yin people.