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

"The disciple has seen the master."

Yan Ci clasped his fists and saluted respectfully to the master sitting on the seat.

Bei Wan, who was standing next to him, was stunned for a moment.

She also followed his example and saluted Yan Fengmian in a decent manner, but she felt a bit naive when doing the same action.

The little guy hid slightly behind Yan Ci.

A pair of round and clear eyes carefully looked at Yan Fengmian who was sitting on the high seat, like a timid cat.

The little guy just thinks that Yan Ci's master is very good-looking.

Yes, very nice.

Although Yan Fengmian has been practicing for many years, he is still very strong and his appearance has not aged a bit. The orange-red red clothes like maple leaves make him look younger and more relaxed.

They were not as serious and old-fashioned as the masters I had seen in Bei Wan.

There was a sense of wantonness all over his body, like the wind or the blown maple leaves. There was wantonness in his brows and eyes, and he was free and easy all over.

It is precisely this kind of person who can accept a bunch of disciples who have complicated backgrounds and are regarded as troublesome by the world.

He does everything just to be able to do whatever he wants.

Naturally, the little guy couldn't hide it from him if he secretly looked at him.

The man who was sitting lazily on the high seat with his chin propped up on one hand raised his hand and waved to the little guy.

"come over."

Bei Wan raised his head and glanced at Yan Ci, wondering if he should go there.

"Go." Yan Ci said softly.

Only then did the little guy let go of the hand holding the corner of his clothes, and took small steps to move in front of Yan Fengmian.

"What is your name?"

"Bei Wan."

The little guy answered obediently.

When grandma picked her up, it was on the mountain in the north, and it was evening. The old man, who had never read anything, just called her Bei Wan.

Yan Fengmian looked at this small breast dumpling from close range, and always felt that there was something strange about it.

"Hand out your hand." He ordered with an indifferent look.

Bei Wan obediently stretched out his hand. The little guy's wrist was slender, without much flesh, and his skin was sickly white, with blue-purple blood vessels clearly visible on his skin.

The man's slightly cold hand rested on the little guy's wrist, and for just a moment, he frowned.

What happened to this child? His meridians were severed, his energy and blood were deficient, and he was in pieces. If he hadn't been brought back, he probably wouldn't have lived to be 15 years old in the mortal world.

"Forget it, let Liao Jin go to the secret realm this time. You just brought the child back and you have missed her for four years. Please cultivate your relationship and spend time with this child."

Yan Fengmian felt that he was still very humane, and he didn't care about his disciples that much.

"Thank you, Master!"

Yan Ci breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt that something was not right.

What do you mean...missing her for four years?

But before he thought much, he saw Yan Fengmian raise his hand and wave, and the little guy standing in front of him flew over lightly.

He quickly reached out and hugged the little guy, and then noticed that Bei Wan was holding a small red bag in his hand.

"This is a gift for the teacher to give to the child."

The man on the seat waved his hand lazily, signaling the two of them to leave and do what they should do.

"Thank you, Master."

Yan Ci thanked him again, but he was a little confused as to why Master still gave Bei Wan a meeting gift. Could it be...

Want to accept the little guy as your disciple?

But after knowing that the Beiwan Meridian was too severe to practice, he gave up the idea and simply gave up a greeting gift to compensate the child?

"Master!"

A solemn and solemn voice came from behind.

The little girl looked back from Yan Ci's shoulder. As soon as she poked her little head out, she met a pair of eyes filled with murderous aura.

The little guy shrank subconsciously, a little scared.

Yan Ci quickly raised his hand and patted her back, and said in a gentle and soothing voice, "Don't be afraid."

"Master, this disciple is leaving."

Yan Ci carried Bei Wan out and met Liao Jin who came in.

"Senior brother."

Liao Jin let out a dull hum, and his eyes fell on the little guy in Yan Ci's arms.

He was very well-behaved, very much like the little white cat he had raised before. He could kill it with one palm and was extremely weak.

Seeing Yan Ci holding the little guy and walking away, Liao Jin pursed his lips and walked straight into the hall.

"Your senior brother wants to take care of the child. Do you have any objections to your going to the Tianlan Secret Realm this time?"

Yan Fengmian's tone slowed down, making people think of maple leaves blown down by the wind, with a slow and leisurely rhythm.

Liao Jin shook his head: "Disciple, take the order."

"You were quick to take orders. Do you know what to do inside?"

Yan Fengmian got a small jar of wine from somewhere in his hand, raised his head and took a sip, with an unknown smile on his thin lips.

Liao Jin shook his head. Maybe it was because he came in late, or maybe it was because the eldest brother was the only one in the whole sect who was still a normal person.

Anyway, Master found some secret places and asked Eldest Brother to go there.

This is the first time someone other than the senior brother has been used.

"Go inside and look for an egg."

Liao Jin:?

Yan Fengmian sighed and looked out of the hall with distant and lonely eyes, "A phoenix egg."

"Disciple takes orders!"

Liao Jin didn't ask any questions and took the order directly.

Seeing Liao Jin walking out of the hall, Yan Fengmian shook his head, feeling that he had a bad premonition.

After all, among the four disciples, only the eldest disciple is considered a normal person.

Yan Ci couldn't go, so he could only choose from the remaining three.

The third child is autistic and doesn't go out, so cross it out.

The fourth child is a little lunatic. When he met someone from the Qingya Sect in the secret realm, he probably forgot about looking for eggs.

From this point of view, even if Liao Jin is a bit dull, he can only leave it to him.

……

"That person just now was my junior brother. He looked fierce, but in fact he was not that scary."

Yan Ci walked out and took the initiative to introduce Bei Wan.

The little guy hummed obediently, stretched out the small bag of tips in his hand, and said childishly: "This."

Then, fearing that Yan Ci wouldn't understand, he added, "I want to take a look."

She has no spiritual power and cannot even open a simple storage bag.

The little guy has gradually adapted to a safe environment, and his nature has gradually begun to relax.

Curiosity is one of them.

She wanted to see what was in this little kit.

"Okay, let me see what good things Master has given us Bei Wan."

As soon as he opened the kit, Yan Ci was slightly stunned.

It is the thousand-year-old bitter-blooded bodhi and the 900-year-old dragon tendon grass.

The appearance of any one of these two will cause countless alchemists to rush for it.

More importantly, these two are important medicinal materials for repairing meridians.

Master gave Bei Wan hope to repair his meridians and start practicing again.

Although repairing the meridians requires more precious medicinal materials besides these two, the appearance of these two has already reduced the difficulty by half.

"Stern words."

Seeing that he was in a daze, the little guy tugged on his sleeve and called his name.

A smile appeared on Yan Ci's face, and he explained to the little guy who didn't know what was inside.

"I have to thank Master Wanwan from now on. You may have the opportunity to repair your meridians and start practicing."

Yan Ci clearly saw the look of expectation on the little guy's face.

"Really?"

Bei Wan wanted to practice, and she was eager to practice.

While other children were still having fun at the knees of their elders, the children with no one to protect them tried their best to become stronger.

Because I don’t want to endure hardship anymore, I don’t want to experience being thrown into the mountains or being tortured by evil doctors.

She can also be as powerful as Yan Ci and can wield a sword.

You can hoe the strong and help the weak and defeat the bad guys.

"Well, really."

Yan Ci responded, but silently breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The little guy now finally looks like a child.

He had long discovered that Bei Wan, a child, might have experienced too much and was very well-behaved. She actually didn't like to smile much and was not as lively as other children.

Like a little kitten that has been abandoned by others and has shrunk into its own world, sealing itself away.

Now the little guy is finally willing to step out of his own world, which is a good sign.

"But we have to take good care of our health first and do some exercise, okay?"

Yan Ci strikes while the iron is hot and guides the children.

During this period of time, he found that the child always stayed with him quietly.

Some are too quiet, not as lively and active as children at all.

The little guy nodded as expected, and his delicate and cute face no longer looked as quiet as a rag doll.