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

In the next half month.

The Cang Yan Sect, which has always been cold and cold, has a bit more human flavor.

To be precise, the first peak feels a little more like human fireworks.

The small kitchen has been set up, and Yan Ci is not only practicing his talent, but also developing his cooking skills along the way.

I practiced all day long before.

Now it has become a matter of taking care of the children, practicing, cooking, and coaxing the children.

He did not fall behind in his cultivation. On the contrary, Yan Ci felt that the speed of his cultivation increased instead of falling due to breaking the dead silent cultivation atmosphere in the past.

Under Yan Ci's patient guidance, Bei Wan was no longer as reserved as he was at the beginning, and was as straight-laced as a little rag doll with no emotions.

The little guy is already pretty, but now he has a clean and refreshing smile on his face from time to time, which is simply a foul.

Whenever smoke rises from the kitchen, it's time for a smile to appear on the little guy's face.

To be honest, Bei Wan likes to eat.

Maybe it's because I didn't eat anything good with my grandma when I was a child, maybe it's because I was starving at the evil doctor's place, or maybe it's because Yan Ci's talent in cooking has directly boosted her.

Anyway, Bei Wan's happiest time of the day is when he's cooking.

"Eat slowly, don't rush."

Yan Ci put down the bowl of soup he had prepared, took out a handkerchief and wiped the rice grains on the little guy's cheeks.

If outsiders saw this scene, they would definitely wonder if they had seen it wrong.

Is this a stern statement that would kill a large area with a mace?

Anyway, Yan Fengmian only felt that the ancients were sincere and would not deceive me.

Being a father can indeed make you gentler.

"Master!"

Yan Fengmian did not conceal his aura deliberately, so Yan Ci noticed it immediately.

The little guy who was enjoying his meal seemed to be frightened and immediately moved to Yan Ci's side.

The premise is that even if you ignore her, she will not be willing to give up her job even if she is afraid.

He even took a few mouthfuls of rice to calm his shock.

Yan Fengmian:......

This kid from the eldest disciple’s family is quite good.

It's just a bit like a little rabbit, it gets scared too easily.

How could a sword cultivator's child be so easily frightened?

Although he was complaining in his heart, Yan Fengmian did not forget the business.

He wanted to say it directly, but after thinking about it, he decided not to let the child hear.

Directly transmit the secret message to Yan Ci.

"Liao Jin's life card is a bit strange. You may still want to go to Tianlan Secret Realm."

There are limits to your strength when entering the secret realm.

Tianlan Secret Realm is only accessible to monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul and below.

Therefore, Fengmian cannot go in directly, but Yan Ci happens to have just stepped into Nascent Soul, so he is the most suitable person.

After all, apart from him, there is no one else in Cangyan Sect.

Yan Ci was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Okay, disciple understands."

Compared to the few junior brothers below who have no "conscience".

Yan Ci still has some feelings of brotherhood towards his junior brothers.

After all, if the Xuanlang Sect hadn't forced him back then, Yan Ci would still be a sect successor with upright roots.

Although he killed his fellow sect members, he was still not completely blackened. He was still an upright senior brother.

"I'll pack up and go."

Yan Ci naturally understands the importance of this.

What's more, Liao Jin went on his behalf. Bei Wan was not used to it at first, but now even if he leaves for a few days, Bei Wan's situation will not be very bad.

"Strict words..."

The little one seemed to be very sensitive to people's emotional changes. She held the rice bowl, raised her head and shouted Yan Ci with some uneasiness.

Yan Ci ignored the presence of his master, squatted down, looked at Bei Wan with gentle eyes, raised a reassuring smile on his lips, and raised his hand to touch her forehead.

"Good boy, do you still remember the second junior brother I told you about last time?"

The little guy tilted his head and thought about it. He was stunned for a few seconds and then nodded to show that he remembered.

"Vicious."

In order to show that he really remembered it, the little guy holding the rice bowl also mentioned a characteristic in a serious manner.

Yan Ci lowered his head and chuckled, and said seriously to the little guy: "That fierce guy is in danger. I have to save him, and I may have to leave for a while."

The little guy lowered his head slightly, and the rice in his hand didn't seem so fragrant.

The childish voice was dull: "Yeah."

Yan Ci finally sighed silently, raised his hand and rubbed her forehead, "I'll be back soon."

"Yeah." The little guy responded in a low voice again.

Not far away, Yan Fengmian was watching the changes in the first peak.

I vaguely remember that the last time I came here, the top of the mountain was still desolate.

Now there is a bit of fireworks.

The flowers are blooming well, there is a small kitchen, the wooden house is more refined, and there is a small swing.

It can be seen that Yan Ci cares deeply about his children.

"Master." Yan Ci's voice sounded.

Yan Fengmian hummed and then heard Yan Ci say with great sincerity: "Disciple asks Master to help take care of Bei Wan."

"Um……?"

Yan Fengmian, who was distracted, subconsciously hummed, but then he realized that he had hummed too early.

He looked at the child who was holding the bowl and standing there obediently, but seemed to have been abandoned by the whole world.

he? Take care of the kids! ?

Yan Fengmian recalled that many years ago, he helped take care of a three-year-old child of his elders at that time. It was heartbreaking.

He subconsciously refused out loud.

But within a second, the pitiful little breasted dumpling holding the bowl raised its head and looked at him.

Fragility, timidity, uneasiness...were intertwined in the little guy's clean eyes.

Yan Fengmian choked on the rejection.

Forget it.

When you find the phoenix egg, you don't have to take care of the children yet, just practice in advance.

"Master, Wanwan is very well-behaved, even better than my junior brothers. As long as you have three meals, you don't have to worry too much."

Yan Ci was also afraid of causing trouble to his master, but if he left, the whole sect would be more reliable besides his master.

Nothing else is good, let alone those two junior brothers.

Maybe even Rhubarb at the foot of the mountain is better at taking care of children than those two.

Yan Ci: Master is the most reliable.

Yan Fengmian: The eldest disciple is the most reliable.

At this time, the brain circuits of the master and the disciple overlapped perfectly.

Perfect.

Before Yan Ci left, he hurriedly prepared a few days' worth of meals for Bei Wan and placed them in Yan Fengmian's storage ring.

Just kidding, he was already a little embarrassed to ask his master to take care of the children. How dare he ask his master to cook.