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

The evening breeze blew through the open window. The young man leaned against the wall with his arms folded, looking at the girl who was about to leave with interest.

"teacher?"

He raised an eyebrow, his voice was respectful but concealed with some teasing and questioning.

I was almost bypassed by this little guy and forgot about it.

The little girl turned around and yawned, with natural tears at the corners of her eyes, shining with a bright light, and her hair hung behind her ears like a lop-eared rabbit, soft and harmless.

"Teacher, this is not the master, senior brother, please don't be so sensitive."

In one sentence, all the problems were directly put on Meng Shiwu.

Meng Shiwu had really had enough. He looked at the little girl in front of him and asked, "When can I completely recover my memory?"

As soon as he asked the question, Meng Shiwu felt a little regretful.

As expected, the little girl looked at Meng Shiwu strangely and said, "You don't even know when your own memory will be fully restored, so how can I know?"

"I'm just your junior sister, not a fairy in the wishing well."

Meng Shiwu: ...

It seems to make some sense!

The little girl shook her head slightly, her voice sounding a little tired: "So, my senior brother, can you prepare well for the school competition and let me go to rest?"

Meng Shiwu resisted the urge to rub the little girl's head with his hand. He raised his hand to cover his lips and coughed, "One last question. I remember there was someone who could predict the future! It was the genius from the Ancient Wilderness Clan that I met last time."

The little girl yawned again and raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Don't think about it, you and him always fight."

"We have a bad relationship? He won't help me?" Meng Shiwu asked.

Bei Wan tilted his head and looked at him without saying anything, but his eyes seemed to tell him that it was just as he thought.

Meng Shiwu gritted his teeth and said, "I was wondering, why do you want to rush up and slap him without even remembering what happened before?"

Bei Wan was silent. From beginning to end, she never said a word that the fourth and third senior brothers had a bad relationship.

Always fighting doesn't mean that the relationship is bad. It's just that Senior Brother Bankuai misunderstood. Don't look for her when you want to settle the score in the future.

The wooden door closed, and the little girl standing at the door took a few steps forward, then stopped, and suddenly turned back.

The door was pushed open again. Meng Shiwu looked at the little girl who came back again and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

The little girl glanced at him and placed some extremely sour prunes on Meng Shiwu's table: "It's okay, I'll give you some prunes."

"No, actually. You can eat it yourself."

Bei Wan shook his head: "No, it's too sour, I'll give it to you."

In a corner where no one could see, a small spider quietly crawled out from the dried plums, moved along the corner of the table, and then curled up in a corner where Meng Shiwu's reaction could be clearly seen.

The little girl, who was still very sleepy when she walked out of the room, yawned after she went out, and her eyelids slightly closed, covering the dark light in her eyes.

It is indeed tiring to engage in intrigue with Fourth Brother.

Look, from the perception transmitted by the little spider, the fourth brother's current expression is very different from when he was talking to her just now.

I was afraid that the angry look just now was just pretend. I was probably like Mingjing in my heart and had already made my own guesses.

Everyone can pretend, but Bei Wan is still somewhat confident. His half-brother is at most as strong as himself now, and the two of them are equally matched.

If the Fourth Senior Brother is intact...

Bei Wan really wasn't sure if he could beat his senior.

When I arrived at Young Master Liuyun's residence, I saw Young Master Liuyun standing with his twin brother Xiang Lai, who was one of the five chiefs.

It seems that Xiang Lai had just received sound therapy.

"Bei Wan, you're out of seclusion!" Young Master Liuyun greeted the little girl in a clear and gentle voice.

Xiang Lai also nodded to the little girl, which was a silent greeting.

Bei Wan also greeted him, and then looked at Young Master Liu Yun: "Do you have time?"

Young Master Liu Yun nodded: "Of course there is."

He first asked Bei Wan to come in, and then said to Xiang Lai, "The competition will start in two days. Don't stay in seclusion any longer, otherwise it will affect your condition."

Bei Wan in the room: Why does it feel like someone is pointing a finger at her in particular?

Young Master Liuyun was also a little helpless. Ever since they knew his ability in sound cultivation, the kids from Nanzhou College not only tortured themselves but also tortured him every day.

The master really exiled him and made him leave Yihong Courtyard to practice and suffer.

Looking back on the past, his life in Yihong Courtyard was so comfortable and comfortable. Now he was caught and had to practice hard, and for a while he was not quite used to it.

But thinking about that sound cultivator and the fact that he would be the temporary head of Miaoyin Sect in Xuanling Continent, Young Master Liuyun was still somewhat interested.

The sound therapy process was very comfortable for Bei Wan, but it was indeed a bit tiring for Master Liuyun.

Bei Wan opened his eyes, looked at the pale-faced Young Master Liu Yun, hesitated and thought for a moment before asking, "Did I exploit you too much?"

She vaguely realized that when Young Master Liuyun helped Xiang Lai with the same sound therapy, the consumption was not so great.

"It's not really exploitation, but your mental strength is stronger than others, so it's more difficult to repair it."

"By the way, this is for you."

Young Master Liuyun said this as he carefully took out a storage bag. At that moment, Bei Wan felt a different fluctuation from the storage bag.

The little girl's eyes were slightly serious: "This storage bag..."

Young Master Liu Yun chuckled and explained, "It is possible to store souls and living beings, but because it is too difficult to make, the master can only refine a small space."

"master?"

The little girl grasped the key words instantly, raised her eyebrows slightly, and waited for Mr. Liuyun's answer.

She knew the man would answer.

Since the word "master" could come out of his mouth, he had no intention of hiding it any longer.

"How about you guess?"

His identity was exposed, and Mr. Liuyun suddenly started addressing Bei Wan as "you".

The little girl didn't even think about it, and directly said the answer that had just popped into her mind: "Sixth Senior Brother Rong Kong."

"It's really smart."

Bei Wan also understood at once that the reason he was able to take Liu Yun away from Yihongyuan was because of this relationship.

Otherwise, no matter how high the price is, it will probably be difficult to take Liuyun away.

Now that his identity was revealed, Bei Wan already had a rough idea of ​​what was in the storage bag.

She reached out and carefully took it, then put it away, looked at Young Master Liu Yun and said, "Where is Sixth Senior Brother?"

Young Master Liu Yun's face froze, he sighed and said, "He went to the demon world."

As for why he went to the Demon Realm, Bei Wan probably could guess it without having to say it explicitly. Why would a person who chased after Sister Abao all day go to the Demon Realm!

After bidding farewell to Young Master Liuyun and returning to their own residence, Wei Chenyu and Yu Jue went outside to practice swordplay.

As soon as the little girl entered the house, she saw a little snow-white pigeon. Its bright little eyes looked at her, which was very lovable.

When the little pigeon saw Bei Wan coming in, it tilted its head and pecked its back twice with its beak, and pulled out a small note.

"Cuckoo!"

Holding the note in its mouth, the little pigeon tilted its head and looked at Bei Wan, as if saying, come and get it.