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

But it was obvious that after Venerable Cangwu brought the group of children out of the Spirit Beast Abyss, he let them leave.

"The cost of prediction is too high. We have already fought. There is no need for it."

Even though he had walked some distance with a few others in the Spirit Beast Abyss, for Qi Youqing, it was not worth using his predictive ability at all.

Mo Yan shrugged: "That's true."

However, judging from the look on Junior Sister's face, she seems to care quite a lot about those two little girls.

As the sky gradually darkened, Chen Ruan and others hurried over, waiting for the father and daughter to come out of the house.

As time passed, there was no movement in the house, and it was so quiet that it was frightening.

Just as the feeling of uneasiness and anxiety was gradually spreading, a figure approached quietly and then attacked suddenly.

Mo Yan and Qi Youqing moved to the left and right in tacit understanding, and swung out the Demon-Suppressing Blade and the Frost Snow Sword at the same time.

Zhu Zhuojian fought one against two and was not at all at a disadvantage.

Mo Yan felt like he almost couldn't breathe. How did his father's junior sister learn to make trouble for others?

Just when he was about to say a few words to his junior sister, Bei Wan interrupted him.

The little girl put away her bamboo sword. She looked even more beautiful in her red and white fairy dress embroidered with golden phoenix patterns. She bowed obediently and spoke with sincerity and apology: "I am sorry for worrying my senior brothers, uncles and aunts."

Mo Yan:......

Forget it, the words were blocked as soon as they came to my mouth.

But Mo Lao Si, who was unwilling to suffer any loss, took advantage of his proximity to Bei Wan, quickly stretched out his claws hanging at his sides, pinched Bei Wan's soft face, then turned around and left with satisfaction.

He never saw his junior sister looking at him with that helpless and doting gaze, as if she were looking at a child.

Qi Youqing who saw all this said:...What a shame.

Bei Wan is fine now, and the big issue that has been on everyone’s mind has been resolved.

Wen Rangchen kept Bei Wan with him throughout the whole process, while Mo Yan, Zhe Li and Qi Youqing were also led by Gu Ao and others respectively.

Several young people were quickly allowed to take over and gain experience, and they had their own place in Cang Yan City.

Compared to these disciples in the city, Yan Fengmian, as the master, was somewhat tired.

On the bed, Yan Fengmian lay pale and unconscious.

In front of the bed, three disciples "showed their filial piety" to their master.

Mo Yan squatted on the wooden chair in a slightly indecent manner, grabbing a handful of melon seeds: "Master... (chewing) why aren't you awake yet?"

Qi Youqing calmly drank a mouthful of the unpalatable medicine used to recuperate him: "You should be thankful that Master hasn't woken up yet."

Otherwise, I don’t know what he would think when he saw the pile of fruit cores, melon seed shells and chicken feet bones next to Mo Yan.

Mo Yan pointed his finger back at the little girl who was pulling out the green hair of his master: "Junior sister did it more beautifully than me."

Because there was a small mistake in the formation when healing the master, Bei Wan, who made the master have some fluorescent green hair: ...

The hair was emerald green, and although there were only about a hundred strands, which was not a lot when scattered among the many hairs, the problem was that each strand was dazzling enough.

Bei Wan glanced at his fourth senior brother who was watching the fun, then silently lowered his head and pulled his master's hair.

Who knows when Master will wake up, it’s always better to pull it out quickly.

As Yan Fengmian's breath changed slightly.

Mo Yan, who was squatting on the wooden chair, jumped down immediately, dusted off his clothes, cleared the mess of food garbage on the table, and slid down to his knees in front of Yan Fengmian's bed with silky movements.

Bei Wan lit the Phoenix Fire in his hand and quickly burned all the green hair that had been pulled out. He then walked lightly and stood obediently beside the bed.

Qi Youqing looked at his two senior brothers and sisters who moved quickly, his brows relaxed slightly, but he remembered it firmly in his heart.

When I wake up after something happens to me, the obedience shown by my junior brothers and sisters may not be genuine.

“Master!!! You’re finally awake!”

Mo Yan's exaggerated behavior gave Yan Fengmian a headache.

"Shut up."

"Oh."

Mo Yan was able to control himself and was no longer in the half-dead state where he wanted to follow his master.

"I found the traces of those children."

Yan Fengmian went out these days to look for Zhao Yujiao and others. When this news came out, everyone present became alert.

"It should be inside the Xuanling Palace."

Bei Wan's heart slowly sank to the bottom of the valley. As expected...

"Then there's no way to save him." Mo Yan said casually while eating melon seeds:

"The Xuanling Palace is currently tied to the aristocratic families. Now it seems that Zhao Yujiao and the others are in the Xuanling Palace. The aristocratic families may not be unaware of this."

This is the truth, it is correct.

But Qi Youqing shifted his gaze to Bei Wan and asked in a cold voice: "Do you want to save people?"

Bei Wan lowered his eyelids and looked at the ground: "I want to, but I can't save him."

Just because I have a good relationship with Zhao Yujiao and the others doesn’t mean that my father and the others have a good relationship with Zhao Yujiao.

I can take the risk to save Zhao Yujiao, but I can't ask my father and others to take the risk to save Zhao Yujiao and others.

What's more, Cang Yan City does not have much advantage at the moment. Whether from the standpoint or from its own strength, Bei Wan cannot go to rescue Zhao Yujiao and others.

Want to, but can't.

Qi Youqing: “It’s not impossible.”

Bei Wan looked at his senior brother in confusion.

"The fact that Cang Yan City cannot save them is nothing more than being of no help at the moment. But when their value is high enough and they can even turn the situation around, there will be as many people who want to kill them as there are people who want to save them."

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows: "So, what do you think their value is?"

"We don't know yet."

Mo Yan:......

If looks could curse, he would have cursed Qi Youqing till he was deaf.

"I have this premonition, but if I force it, I'm afraid I'll lose some lives."

Bei Wan quickly shook his head: "Brother, we don't force prediction."

Mo Yan leaned against a wooden chair, not looking serious at all, and mercilessly exposed his brother's little thoughts: "Don't worry, he has said it all, and he definitely won't predict it."

Yan Fengmian coughed twice in a low voice, trying to remind his three disciples: He hasn't had a sip of water yet! !

Three disciples chattering non-stop: …

Damn it, I forgot about my Master!

Yan Fengmian, who finally drank some water, comforted himself.

It’s okay. These three people are young and they all have some problems. Don’t worry too much.

Bei Wan has been wondering what value Zhao Yujiao and the others have that would make Cang Yancheng risk all its efforts to save them.

In the end, there is only one speculation, that is, it can provide a possibility to overthrow the Xuanling ancestor.

But what level of person is Xuanling Patriarch? According to Yujiao and Leng Jing...

Can it work?

But soon, Bei Wan knew where the turning point came from.

Looking at the young man who looked almost exactly like Leng Jing, Bei Wan remembered what his senior brother had said, that Leng Jing had a twin brother.

The strange fire in Leng Jing's body will be taken away by the tribe and given to her brother when she is eighteen years old, and Leng Jing will be kept in seclusion from then on.

Bei Wan's face turned slightly cold, but before she could take a closer look at the young man, she saw him kneel down.

With a respectful and sincere attitude, he said to Wen Rangchen who was sitting on the main seat: "Leng Ye, please ask City Lord Wen to save my sister."