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

"I can!"

Bei Wan raised his hand and answered crisply.

The next second, Yan Ci reached out and pressed down her raised little hand.

"She can't."

Bei Wan:?

Yan Ci knew very well that breaking the formation was dangerous. In fact, the strength of the two of them was almost the same, at least they were already at the golden elixir stage.

Although Bei Wan has wood spirit roots, his strength is too weak.

If the wood spirit roots in the foundation building stage really try to break the formation, they may become unbalanced and cause serious backlash to Bei Wan.

"Little cutie, you can't do it. If you try to break the formation, it will hurt you."

Zang Yunzhi also persuaded gently.

Yan Ci also patiently explained to the little guy: "It's dangerous to break the formation, just go ahead, brothers."

"But, there is no wood spirit root anymore?" The little guy tilted his head and asked in confusion, "What should I do?"

"Who said there is no wood spirit root anymore!"

Mo Yan's voice came suddenly and immediately attracted Bei Wan's attention.

She turned around and saw Mo Yan holding a Qingya Sect disciple in one hand and walking out of the unnoticed corner.

Mo Yan threw the two people who were still unconscious in the middle of the hall and clapped his hands smartly.

"Here! Ji Wuchen, the direct disciple of that bitch Qin Pin, is 29 years old, has a wood spirit root, and has just broken through to the middle stage of the golden elixir!"

"This is Yan Nanhui's senior brother, Mu Linggen, 37 years old, middle stage of Golden Core."

"Here we come, you choose!"

"No need to praise me, I should."

Everyone: I swallowed the compliment as soon as it came to my lips.

The corners of Zang Yunzhi's mouth twitched under the veil, and he felt that the news was indeed correct.

The most sick person in Cangyan Sect is Mo Yan.

"I suggest you choose Ji Wuchen. This guy is single-minded and more obedient and useful than the old immortal disciple."

Relying on his grievances with everyone in the Qingya Sect, Mo Yan gave pertinent advice.

Therefore, Ji Wuchen, who was in a coma, was forcefully tortured to wake him up.

After knowing what his master had done and having his body taken away by others, Ji Wu remained silent.

Zang Yunzhi crossed his arms and looked at Ji Wuchen somewhat questioningly.

"Now, we only need one Wood Spirit Root to break the formation, you should be able to do it!"

"Undoubtedly."

Ji Wuchen took the elixir thrown by Yan Ci, simply meditated and adjusted his breath for a while, then stood up and prepared to break the formation with everyone.

Yan Ci handed the small breast dumpling in his arms to Mo Yan.

"Yan Ci... Bei Wan doesn't want to follow Fourth Senior Brother..."

Bei Wan was somewhat resistant. For the first time, the little guy tightly grasped Yan Ci's collar with both hands, refusing to let him hand him over.

She was afraid that Fourth Senior Brother would kill her.

"Okay, then we won't follow him."

Yan Ci chuckled, raised his hand and rubbed the little guy's earlobe, then put the little guy on the ground and waved to set up a barrier.

And he also deliberately left the mace beside Bei Wan.

There is no need to say who he is guarding against.

Mo Yan next to him couldn't help but his eyelids twitched twice.

No... as for that?

Bei Wan noticed that the fourth senior brother was looking at her. She pretended to be calm and did not look away, but slowly moved towards the mace with small steps.

Instantly, I felt safe.

Mo Yan rolled his eyes angrily, then squatted in a corner angrily, watching those perverts break the formation.

Zang Yun's red clothes were like fire, flying with her movements, spiritual energy surged around her body, and her white palms suddenly hit the ground.

In an instant, five points lit up on the complex formation.

She stood alone in the south position, and the rich fire-attribute spiritual power poured into the formation with manic destructive power.

"Northern Rengui River, Qi Youqing!"

Qi Youqing raised his sword, and as Zang Yunzhi's words fell, his sword suddenly pierced into it.

"Wuji soil in the center, Jiayi wood in the east!"

Liao Jin and Ji Wuchen also jumped forward.

When the four people returned to their positions, the spiritual power in the hall suddenly became manic, like a knife blown by the strong wind, causing pain to the skin of the person who scratched it.

When the first wave of powerful spiritual energy hit, Mo Yan shouted "Fuck me"!

Then with quick eyes and quick hands, he put another layer of barrier on himself and the little guy next to him.

so fierce!

Bei Wan also nervously picked up the corner of his clothes, it turned out... so powerful.

No wonder Yan Ci told that sister that she didn't need him.

At that moment, the little guy had a goal again. He must practice hard and be as good as the brothers and sisters in front of him!

Zang Yunzhi felt the operation of the spiritual power in the formation. The violent spiritual power blew off the veil on her face, revealing a face that was so beautiful and delicate that it was indistinguishable from male and female.

She was at the center of the formation, and her spiritual power was violent, sweeping through it most powerfully.

She left Yan Ci for last because he was the most powerful among them.

In addition, the metallic attack power is not weak.

The final blow to break the formation needs him!

Just as the wind blade drew a bloody mark on her face, Zang Yunzhi knew that the time had come.

She shouted: "Stern words!"

The Luoquan Sword in the young man's hand "buzzed", carrying the fierce sword energy, the momentum was like a rainbow, and the target was clear, hitting the only remaining western position.

In an instant, the space in the hall was distorted, and the majestic spiritual power poured out like a flood.

Mo Yan didn't think twice and directly protected Bei Wan behind him.

This was the first time Bei Wan saw such a magnificent scene.

The little guy was stunned.

This is true outside the formation. The five people in the center of the formation are simply at the center of the spiritual riot.

Fortunately, the strength of several people is stable at the golden elixir stage, so they can still hold on.

Yes, they are all quite embarrassed.

The formation began to break, and a large number of unlucky people trapped in the formation fell from the sky like dumplings.

Some people have died, some are unconscious, and some still have some strength to stand up.

But without exception it was miserable.

Especially those who have died, like a mummy, with dry skin tightly wrapped around the bones.

Mo Yan subconsciously turned around and covered the little guy's eyes, fearing that she would be frightened.

But the next second, he saw that Bei Wan was not panicked at all and was very calm.

"Aren't you afraid?" he asked.

The little guy shook his head calmly and said as usual: "In the past, those people who died at the evil doctor's place were even worse."

This was just a mummy. At that time, under the evil doctors, everyone died in a different way.

Some people were directly poisoned and turned into flesh from the inside out, some people were covered in poisonous insects and eaten away, and some people simply withered to death.

Not only is it horrifying, it's also disgusting.

At first, she was too frightened to sleep, but later on, she became numb after seeing so much.

Looking at the mummy that fell next to him, Bei Wan calmly made a place for the corpse and stood aside.

Mo Yan looked at the straight little dumpling with complicated eyes.

I sighed again, as expected, there are no normal people in Cangyan Sect.

His little junior sister is really different from other sects.

Just as he was thinking this, he heard a girl's scream.

He turned around and saw a female disciple from one of the sects. She screamed when she saw the tragic scene in the hall.

Mo Yan lowered his head again and looked at the little junior sister who was squatting down, trying to close the eyes of one of the people who had just died but didn't close their eyes.

His eyelids twitched, he grabbed the clothes on the little guy's back and lifted her up.

"If it's not clean, don't touch it."

He was really brave and well-intentioned, and made people die in peace!

"That's Zhang Yuanyuan. I played against him in the Beiwan game. He's so nice!"

Bei Wan looked at Mo Yan, looking at him with clear round eyes and explaining to him.

Looking at the little guy's clear eyes, Mo Yan sighed, spiritual power surged in his hands, and he gently closed his eyes for the first time.

"Okay, rest your eyes."

"Oh! Thank you, senior brother."

The little guy thanked me very politely.

Mo Yan found this sentence a bit offensive.

No, do you need to be so polite?

He was just an outsider, how could he feel that Zhang Yuanyuan had a better relationship than him and the little guy.

"You're welcome, you should." Mo Yan tried to ease the relationship.

Bei Wan frowned, looked at him strangely, and then replied calmly, "Oh."

Mo Yan:? !

Oh, it just pissed off Mo Yan.

Bei Wan felt the low pressure on Mo Yan and remained silent.

She couldn't understand why the fourth senior brother was suddenly unhappy.

Adhering to the concept of "talk less and live longer" that he learned from evil doctors, Bei Wan continued to remain silent.

For a moment, the atmosphere between the senior brother and sister was extremely strange.

"Mo Yan, take Bei Wan out!"

Yan Ci's voice came from afar, breaking the tense atmosphere between the two.