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

After Mo Yan came back, he immediately noticed the strange atmosphere around him, and his eyes quickly swept over everyone.

Some people dodged, some looked at him with reluctance, and some had red eyes, but no one saw those clear round eyes.

Mo Yan's gaze finally stopped on the ground not far away.

The little girl was lying flat on the ground, covered with a cloak, her face was pale, her breath was weak, and sweat was dripping down her forehead.

"What's up with her."

Mo Yan's voice was so low that he didn't even notice it, but it was already trembling.

Wei Chenyu opened her mouth but no words came out. She didn't quite know what to say.

After Bei Wan broke his arms twice, they finally realized that the little girl must have deliberately sent Mo Yan away.

Mo Yan asked again, his voice impatient, unconsciously carrying a murderous aura: "I ask! What happened to her!"

The young dragon wrapped around his wrist also poked its head out, and the moment its cold vertical pupils saw Bei Wan's condition, it even dropped all disguise.

A flash of light and shadow passed by, and the young man with silver hair and blue eyes knelt on the ground, leaning over to check on Bei Wan's condition.

When he lifted his cloak and prepared to check Bei Wan's pulse, he froze in place.

Mo Yan stood behind Zhe Li, and his black eyes also saw clearly the scene in front of him.

The left sleeve of the little girl was empty; her left arm was missing.

Zhe Li was silent for a moment, then decisively held Bei Wan's right hand, and the slightly cold breath tentatively flowed through Bei Wan's body.

"The remaining poison has been cleaned up very well, you just need to have a good rest."

Zhe Li stood up and looked at the little girl lying on the ground with his blue eyes as bright as glass, but his trembling voice still revealed his emotions.

Mo Yan looked at the little girl on the ground, then just lowered his head and sneered at himself.

He and Zheli were separated so calmly.

Jun Beiwan, you are really great.

In fact, Bei Wan was not that scared about cutting off his arm, nor did he feel that he was pathetic.

Under the circumstances at that time, cutting off one of her arms was the least harmful way for her.

When embarking on the path of spiritual practice, one must learn to accept all unexpected events. The most important thing is to learn how to minimize the inevitable damage.

In the face of life, I cut off one of my arms so that she would not make a fuss and complain to herself.

The child's mind was very clear, and she was terribly rational about herself.

The most terrifying thing at the moment is not to cut off one of his arms, but to survive and figure out what happened in the spirit beast domain and how to get out.

As for the fact that her arm daddy could heal her after she got out, that would be Bei Wan's luck. If not...

Yan Nanhui was a favored child at the beginning, but now she can't see, can't speak, and her cultivation is completely destroyed. But she never complains about her fate and still wants to go her own way.

How bad could Jun Beiwan be?

When faced with difficulties, only the strong ones can overcome them. As for those who cannot overcome them, even if they are given countless opportunities, they will ultimately be mediocre.

When Bei Wan woke up, it was early morning.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw her senior brother looking at her deeply.

The little girl was stunned for a moment, then she showed a rare flattering smile on her face and softened her voice: "Senior Brother."

Mo Yan still had a stern face and didn't seem to want to ease the atmosphere at all.

But Bei Wan has grown up, and it is no longer the time when he couldn't understand Mo Yan when he was a child.

The little girl did not say anything, but just showed a harmless and ingratiating smile, looking at her senior brother with a pair of clear, soft and cute round eyes, with curved eyebrows, which made it impossible to get angry at all.

Mo Yan: ... Damn! How did this little thing's Kung Fu improve so rapidly that it's hard to resist?

Since he couldn't hold the staring at each other any longer, Mo Yan stood up decisively, snorted coldly, turned around and left. He was just about to have a cold war with the little guy and sulk.

"Brother, I'm in pain..."

A word came lightly, Mo Yan stopped, walked back quickly, and squatted in front of Bei Wan again.

Forget it, why get mad at this little guy.

"Where does it hurt? Is it a wound?"

Bei Wan just stared at his senior brother and said calmly and obediently, "My senior brother is angry, and I feel bad."

Mo Yan:......

Wait, why is his junior sister like this?

It wasn't like this before! Did he suddenly become smart? Can he control people?

Mo Yan glanced at her unhappily and said, "Let me see how you can coax that brat Zhe Li!"

Bei Wan blinked: "Where's Zhe Li?"

"I went out to hunt spirit beasts and explore the way."