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

In the world of immortal cultivation, Bei Wan hadn't seen anyone using pigeons to deliver messages for a long time.

I still remember the last time I saw a pigeon being used to deliver a message. It was when I was three years old on earth. At that time, little Tao, a boy next door, was very good at playing with a slingshot, and he actually shot down a snow-white pigeon.

As a result, Xiao Tao roasted the pigeon and the secret letter and had a delicious meal. Later, when his family found out, they were frightened for half a whole six months, fearing that someone would come and hold them accountable.

It was then that Bei Wan realized that pigeons could also be used to deliver messages.

The little girl placed her white and tender palm in front of the little pigeon.

"give it to me."

The little pigeon cooed twice, opened its mouth and handed the letter in its hand to Bei Wan. Then it tilted its little head and began to look at Bei Wan, as if waiting for something.

There wasn't much written on the small note, just familiar handwriting, the time, and a slightly unfamiliar address.

Bei Wan put the note away in a good mood, and then she noticed the little pigeon that tilted its head and looked at her obediently.

"Coo coo" The little pigeon stretched out its claws and scratched the table twice, lowered its head and pecked at the table twice, then looked up at Bei Wan again and opened its mouth, its intention was very obvious.

Pigeon: Food! I’m hungry!

"What do you want to eat?"

As Bei Wan spoke, he took out things that the pigeons might eat from his storage bracelet.

The little pigeon went straight to the spiritual rice, took a few bites, and just when it was about to switch to the next one to try, it caught a glimpse of a small spider scurrying around in the corner of its eye.

The little pigeon opened its mouth in a flash, caught the food, and then closed its mouth with satisfaction and a sense of accomplishment.

Little pigeon: Pigeons are so cool!

Little Spider: ???

The little spider struggled frantically in the little pigeon's mouth.

The little pigeon's eyes lit up: Jumping! Numb! Xuan!

Bei Wan:......

If she hadn't told the little spider not to hurt the little pigeon, the little spider would have forced its way out of the little pigeon's mouth.

After using a lot of coaxing and tricking to pry open the little pigeon's mouth, the little spider's resentment was about to rise to the sky.

But the little pigeon still had evil intentions and kept staring at the little spider, as if it was ready to launch a sneak attack at any time.

Bei Wan:......

How can you be so noisy?

Fortunately, the little pigeon still remembered that it had to leave, but when it left, it still looked at the little spider lying on Beiwan's head reluctantly.

It seems like he wants another bite.

The little spider stretched out his short legs in a very human way, waved at the little pigeon with disdain, and urged it to get out!

When it saw the little pigeon fly away, it happily jumped a few times above the little girl's head.

Spider-Man: The rude pigeon finally left!

The little spider jumped down from Bei Wan's head, lay lightly and cutely in Bei Wan's palm, curled up its body, as if... it was dead.

Bei Wan: "Is it done, Senior Brother?"

The little spider stretched out one of its thin legs and shook it: Done.

The spider was so exhausted from spinning silk that it was almost eaten by pigeons when it came back. How miserable!

If you want to monitor Meng Shiwu, there is no need for Spider-Man to stay by his side all the time.

The little spider only needs to spit more silk in the corners of the room, and it can conduct multi-directional surveillance through perception, but spitting silk consumes its energy.

……

An inn thirty miles outside Xuanling City.

The man's white clothes were as bright as the moon, and on his silver-grey clothes was a flying phoenix embroidered with some precious silk thread, which glowed brightly in the sunlight. He wore a bamboo hat that concealed his features, but it could not hide his unparalleled elegance.

Behind him followed a young boy in lake blue clothes.

The baby fat on her face is about to disappear, revealing three-dimensional and delicate facial features. Her long silver hair is braided, and the colorful hair ties add a bit of bright color to it. A red pendant on her forehead makes her look even more cool and charming.

The shop owner looked at the two, one big and one small, and thought that the father and son were really good-looking and had good temperament.

Just when I had booked a room and was going upstairs to rest.

The shopkeeper saw a little snow-white pigeon flying in from the door, cooing, and then flew smartly to the man's shoulder.

After watching the two people and the pigeon go upstairs and disappear, the shopkeeper let out a low sigh. It turned out that the college competition was approaching and even his small shop had some strong people who were not usually seen.

Not long after, a group of people rushed into the inn with ill intentions.

Before the innkeeper could say anything, he felt a strong and gentle force surrounding the entire inn, blocking the group of people out.

The man wearing the bamboo hat had taken it off, revealing his gentle and handsome face. He leaned over with his waist slightly bent, and casually rested his hand on the railing of the stairs.

"Has anyone ever told you that you're like a fly that you can't shoo away?"

The voice is clear and elegant, like a spring breeze blowing across the water, creating ripples in people's hearts.

It was indeed as the shopkeeper had imagined, a stunning beauty.

Wen Rangchen was also very annoyed, so he brought his godson to see his daughter, but he was entangled by this group of people on the way and was annoyed to death.

The time agreed with my daughter is almost here, and this group of people came at the wrong time.

Wen Rangchen turned to Zhe Li in the room and said, "Wait for your sister here. Godfather is going out for a while."

After saying this, he climbed over the railing alone, his clothes fluttering in the wind, satisfying people's highest fantasy of immortal cultivators.

He walked up to the innkeeper without haste and generously gave him a few pieces of top-grade spiritual jade marrow: "Take it. Sorry to trouble you."

He turned and went out, and when he came back, he was still dressed in white clothes as white as snow, but the faint smell of blood on his body made people know what he had just done.

After performing a cleansing spell, the displeasure on the man's face suddenly disappeared. He turned his head to look behind him, with a smile in his eyes.

"father."

The little girl's happy voice was heard, and then her figure appeared, standing beside Wen Rangchen with admiration and joy.

Wen Rangchen calmly kicked the body of the man behind him into the bushes, a faint smile from the heart appeared on his face, he took the little girl's hand, and walked away from this place of trouble without leaving a trace.

"How are you studying at Nanzhou College? Is anyone bullying you?"

"No, even if there is, I can fight back myself."

An elder from Nanzhou College who was following in the dark: ...That is the truth.

The little girl had a serious look on her face, as if to say, "I can do it myself," which made Wen Rangchen like her more and more.

I couldn't help but pinch the little girl's chubby earlobes.

"Then our Bei Wan is really powerful, but remember to call for mom and dad if you can't beat him."

"Yes, I know this. I won't die trying. Master said that I must live."

You can't play yourself to death, because if you die, everything will be gone.

Therefore, Bei Wan would not kill easily, but the one who made her kill must have threatened her life, or...

It was people like Wu You, who harmed a whole yard of girls when he first came to Wuyou City. Bei Wan would kill such people without any regrets.

After chatting with her father for just a few words, the little girl asked him expectantly with bright eyes: "Dad, where is my mom?"

Wen Rangchen: ...

Is this the lethality of the legend that the child is always looking for his mother, and occasionally looks for his father, and is also asking himself where his mother is?

However, for Wen Rangchen, who is a love-brained person, the lethality of this is reduced by half.

He squatted down, waved to the little girl, and motioned her to come over and tell her quietly.

Beiwan: Isn’t it better to transmit the secret message?

Although she didn't understand, the little girl still came over curiously, waiting for her father to whisper something.

"Your mother and Uncle Bai went to beat someone up together."

Jun Shuci was taking Bai Ciqing, who practiced ghost arts, to a property of Cang Yan City in Xuan Ling Palace to secretly beat up some people and clear the place.

"So... Dad, you came here secretly?"

Wen Rangchen, who was caught: ...

No, how did this little girl come up with this idea, and her brain circuit jumps so quickly.

Bei Wan tilted his head and looked at Wen Rangchen with a pair of clear eyes, as if saying: Is this so hard to guess?

"Mom has been with me all the way. Dad hasn't seen Mom for a long time. If he had come openly, he would have chosen a time when Mom and I are both here, instead of picking a time when Mom is not here and calling me out specifically."

The girl spoke calmly and presented her analysis in a clear and logical manner, even using two "specially" at the end.

"As expected of Shuci and I's daughter, she's smart."

Wen Rangchen was not embarrassed after being exposed by the child. He admitted it openly and praised the child.

Then he stood up, took the little girl's hand and walked towards the inn: "Let's go, Zheli is still waiting for us."