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

Inside the carved window, a beautiful face was revealed. She was cold and world-weary, with a dot of cinnabar between her eyebrows, like a flame burning on an ice field.

She should be outspoken, but her eyes always reveal sadness and numbness that the continent is about to be extinct and everyone is going to die. This is the first time Bei Wan has seen a girl like this.

She looked at Bei Wan and the others without any concealment, and her gaze stayed on Bei Wan the longest.

"Someone from Xizhou College."

Wei Chenyu whispered to the little girl, "Calm down."

Bei Wan was stunned for a moment before she realized that this was not asking her to calm down, but the girl in front of her was called calm down.

Bei Wan was familiar with this name.

When she first came to Xuanling Continent and was tied up by Wu You, she was mistakenly thought to be Leng Jing, so she got some breathing space.

It turns out she is such a girl.

I borrowed her identity without her knowing, which can be considered as a small favor to her.

The delicate and beautiful girl standing on the street, who looked like a fairy, nodded at Leng Jing as a greeting.

Her pupils shrank slightly, and the slight change in her mood reduced the world-weariness and alienation on her face a little. She didn't expect that the little girl from Cang Yan City would be so well-behaved and take the initiative to greet her.

Leng Jing, who was not very old, also nodded and returned the greeting to the little girl.

Then she looked inside the house and it seemed someone was calling her. The carved wooden window was immediately closed, blocking everyone's view.

Wei Chenyu didn't notice anything strange between the two of them, he just sighed: "Come to think of it, the most dazzling people in the four colleges this time are actually mostly girls."

"Southern Continent has you, Northern Continent has Zhao Yujiao, and Western Continent has Leng Zhuocheng's Leng Jing."

Bei Wan only knew that in the village on earth before, everyone liked boys and said that girls were a waste of money.

Is it the same in Xuanling Continent?

Bei Wan: "These noble families... favor sons over daughters?"

After these words were spoken, the three men standing behind her and Wei Chenyu frowned slightly.

no!

Who knew that the next moment, Wei Chenyu would sneer in mockery.

"Isn't it? I dare not say all of them, but in most aristocratic families, when the talents of boys and girls are almost the same, most of the resources will still be tilted towards boys."

"This is how the world works. Girls can be used for marriage alliances. This is their main function. Unless someone is like Zhao Yujiao, whose talent surpasses all the boys in the clan, she will be able to escape the path of marriage alliances."

"But there are too few girls with such extraordinary talents."

Wei Chenyu turned around and glanced at Yu Jue and the others, and just asked a question: "Do you think it's worth bragging about for a female cultivator to have a bunch of male favorites?"

Yu Jue and others frowned and did not answer, but they could tell something was wrong from their faces.

"But your father is a male cultivator who has three wives and four concubines. Is this normal?"

Bei Wan was silent. She understood what Wei Chenyu wanted to express.

Daddy and mommy are so loving, they are definitely a couple that will live together for the rest of their lives as described in a storybook.

But when she was a child, she saw two beautiful girls in the village being sold to the county magistrate in the city as concubines, and no one asked the two girls whether they were willing.

Although it is cruel, the fact is that, apart from feelings, no one will ask the weak whether they are willing or not.

Wei Chenyu looked at the other three silent chief members and adjusted his emotions: "I don't mean to scold you, but you should know that since you have the advantage, you should know who suffered the loss."

"I practiced hard so that one day I could make a name for myself, not be trapped in that small courtyard, worrying about a man all day long, and living by relying on others. How can I be as happy as living by myself?"

Bei Wan echoed, "Yes."

Wei Chenyu looked at the little girl next to him with a faint smile on his face. If one day she broke up with her family and took her mother with her, she would definitely go to Cang Yan City.

After entering the inn, the people from Nanzhou College did nothing. They didn't even go out. They all practiced in seclusion.

What a joke! For so many days, they were either fighting with spirit beasts or on the run. They had no time to practice properly. If they just practiced without calming down, the effect would be greatly reduced.

When the president of Nanzhou College arrived, he saw that the rest area of ​​his college was as quiet as death, as if no one was living there.

The dean stood at the door and frowned slightly. He thought for a moment, took two steps back, and looked again and again. It was indeed the rest area of ​​his own college.

Turning around, he glanced at the rest areas of the other three academies next door. There were disciples coming in and out, and the air was filled with a youthful and active atmosphere.

And on their side... why is it so eerily quiet?

Not normal, so abnormal.

Just as the dean was about to push open one of the doors, a little old man with a ruler knocked his hand down.

The dean covered his red hand and looked at the elder in front of him as if he was looking at a lunatic, his face full of confusion.

Why does he still get beaten?

But this little old man had taught him and had beaten him quite severely back then. Even though he is now the dean, he is still afraid of and respects this little old man.

The little old elder said: "Hush, the students are studying hard! Don't lead them astray."

The dean opened his mouth, not understanding: "Huh?"

The old man glanced at him and said, "What are you talking about? You are just like a fool. They are practicing in seclusion. Don't disturb them!"

"You don't practice well, and you disturb the children."

The dean, who had just come back from a trip to get information, said: …

Dean: "Then I... go practice?"

The old man sneered: "When you were the dean, you had a lot of things to do. Now you know how to practice. What did you do when you were young?"

Dean:…

Look! He said, this old man has a very vicious tongue!

"Dean, elder."

The side door opened, Bei Wan walked out of the house and greeted the two seniors.

When the dean saw the child coming out, the resentful look on his face disappeared instantly and he put on the serious look of an adult.

"Yes." The dean said in a low and steady voice: "Why did you come out? Don't you want to practice anymore?"

"Come out for some fresh air and calm your mind."

Studying formations is a very mentally taxing task, and now she feels like her brain is about to explode. Going out for a walk and taking a breath will make her feel a little better.

The dean listened to the little girl's depressed tone and wanted to show his kindness and gentleness, but before he could open his mouth, he was retorted by the old man next to him.

"Stop talking, let the child go out for a walk, the more you talk the more the child's headache gets! You won't stop nagging!"

It would have been fine if the elder hadn’t said anything. Bei Wan immediately thought of the dean’s “inspiring” speech that could last an entire afternoon, and his head suddenly started to hurt even more.

Bei Wan hurriedly said goodbye to the elders and the dean. As soon as she walked out, another door behind her opened.

The dean took a look and asked: "Do you have a headache too?"

Meng Shiwu: "No, I'll go and follow her."

The dean nodded: "Oh! Very good, and a filial child, respectful to teachers, thoughtful, caring for peers, kind-hearted..."

"Dean, I'm leaving first!"

Meng Shiwu simply and decisively interrupted the dean's words. If the dean continued speaking, it would only waste time!