Quick Wear: Who Let a Three-Year-Old Save the World?

"Dear fellow brothers and sisters, safety should be the top priority in this training..." Mu Xiyan stood at the top and explained the requirements to everyone with a calm expression.

Cultivating immortals is a world of opportunities and risks. No one can guarantee that everyone will come back safe and sound after every experience, but Mu Xiyan still wants to take care of her fellow disciples within her ability.

Unfortunately, not everyone appreciates this kindness.

Qi Su came up to Ye Lan, with a flattering look on his face, "Junior Sister Ye Lan, let's team up later. I will definitely protect you."

Ye Lan saw his own appearance from Qi Su's eyes. His smile was fake and his expression was forced, but Qi Su seemed not to notice and continued talking to himself.

"Don't worry, I'm here and won't let Senior Sister bully you." Qi Su said solemnly.

Ye Lan lowered her head, did not refuse, but whispered, "Maybe Senior Sister didn't mean it."

"How could that be?" Qi Su said indignantly, "She is just jealous of your talent, Lan'er. Otherwise, why would she target you like this?"

"Yeah." Yan Qianxue suddenly appeared and interrupted what Ye Lan was about to say.

After opening his mouth, Ye Lan fell silent.

Yan Qianxue fiddled with a flower in her hand and smiled, "Big Sister is really too stingy. I just want to become her disciple, but people who don't know would think that she wants to steal her man."

After saying that, Yan Qianxue chuckled, as if she had made herself laugh.

Pulling Yan Qianxue's sleeve, Ye Lan's face turned pale, as if his most hidden thoughts were touched upon, but he did not dare to yell at her, "Don't say that."

"Be careful with your words." Qi Su also had an ugly expression. He was not speaking for Mu Xiyan, but because he was afraid that Master Fusheng would take it seriously.

"Heh." Yan Qianxue smiled contemptuously and glanced at Ye Lan beside her.

Ye Lan understood what she wanted to say, "Your taste is not that good either."

Even so, Ye Lan didn't dare to provoke her, but a hint of fear flashed deep in his eyes.

But in an instant, Yan Qianxue put on a smiling face, gently pulled Ye Lan and Qi Su over, and folded their hands together.

"Brother Qi Su, please take good care of our Ye Lan in the secret realm." Yan Qianxue smiled charmingly, with a hint of blue in her eyes.

Qi Su seemed to be bewitched and nodded, "Okay, okay."

Ye Lan's body was stiff, not daring to move, and even his breathing became lighter, for fear that this bitch would come up with some other way to torture him.

"Okay, let's go."

As Mu Xiyan finished speaking, all the disciples followed her onto the spirit boat.

And for the first time, Ye Lan felt that Mu Xiyan's voice was so beautiful that it freed her from her fear.

"call."

Yan Qianxue didn’t care about Ye Lan’s thoughts at all, just as she didn’t care about herself.

Now, she only wanted to bury all those who had excluded and ridiculed her in this Purple Cloud Secret Realm.

Miaomiao bit a piece of candy in her mouth and said vaguely, "Senior Sister, Miaomiao also wants to practice."

"No, you don't have to." Mu Xiyan touched her head and said.

"I need it. Miaomiao needs it."

Since learning the skills, Miaomiao makes the spiritual balls rotate in her body several times every day.

Although she didn't know what it was for, Miaomiao just did as she was told.

Mu Xiyan held down Miaomiao who was trying to climb onto her body, "Okay, you can't practice anymore recently."

If she continues to practice, I’m afraid that Junior Sister will have established her foundation before the training is over.

If they were to build their foundation outside, Mu Xiyan's eyes moved slightly, fearing that something might go wrong.

Only when her own territory was safe and stable, did Mu Xiyan dare to let Miaomiao build her foundation.

She didn't want Miaomiao to take any risks.

In the Ziyun Secret Realm, people from various sects were present, and it was a mixed crowd, so Mu Xiyan had to be extra cautious.

"Why?" Miaomiao looked at Mu Xiyan with clear eyes, "Miaomiao wants to cultivate and become like a great hero."

As she spoke, Miaomiao gestured with her hands.

This will protect everyone.

Mu Xiyan looked at Miaomiao with a soft expression, "Miaomiao will soon eat the hundred-flower cake, but this piece of hundred-flower cake can only be eaten at home."

"So, now Miaomiao can only take a look."

"So is cultivation. When we return to Qixia Peak, Senior Sister will teach you, okay?"

Miaomiao probably understood. She seemed to have eaten too many spiritual balls, so she would continue eating when she got back.

Patting her little belly, Miaomiao shook her head and spoke, looking very cute.

Mu Xiyan smiled, it was probably the same reason.

However, the little junior sister is really cute in every way.

On this spirit boat, there were not only people from Xuanming Sect, but also some sects that were on good terms with Xuanming Sect. They handed over spirit stones and traveled to the secret realm on their spirit boat.

Miaomiao was arranged by Mu Xiyan to stay in the same room with her. She didn't feel comfortable leaving Miaomiao to anyone.

Knowing that things would be unsettled outside, Miaomiao didn't make a fuss to go out. She just crossed her legs, holding the small bottle that the sect master made for her, and sipped the milk happily.

Smells so good.

Miaomiao squinted her eyes happily, and even stretched out her toes. She only saw Mu Xiyan shaking her head helplessly, with a look of full of doting on her face.

Everyone who had originally thought of taking the opportunity to chat with Mu Xiyan and exchange ideas did not see Mu Xiyan leave the room the entire time.

I thought she would bring her little junior sister, such a small kid, out for some fresh air.

Unexpectedly, Miaomiao could sit still longer than Mu Xiyan, and looked as if she was content with having a bottle of milk.

"Miao Miao, do you want to go out?" Mu Xiyan finally couldn't help but ask.

Miaomiao even expressed her refusal with her feet, "No, no, Senior Sister, just practice well. Miaomiao won't disturb you."

This is no longer a question of disturbing or not. Mu Xiyan has begun to doubt whether this model of raising her junior sister is correct.

Whose three-year-old baby can fall asleep after drinking milk every day, drink after waking up, or just stare blankly.

The most exercise Miaomiao does is holding the bottle and stretching her little feet.

The system hides its merits and fame, and he secretly plays cartoons in Miaomiao's mind.

To the extent that what Mu Xiyan thought was a daze was actually Miaomiao watching cartoons.

Mu Xiyan was still asking cautiously, "Junior sister, I was busy practicing during this period and neglected you. It was my fault."

"I'm going to go out and play with you for a while now, okay?"

"No, no." Miaomiao shook her head almost like a rattle, and said to Mu Xiyan very seriously, "Senior Sister is not wrong."

"It's Miaomiao who doesn't want to go out and play."

As she said this, Miaomiao's face unconsciously showed a hint of guilt.

She is a bad girl, watching cartoons secretly and hasn't told her senior sister yet.

Even though Miaomiao opened her mouth several times to speak out, her voice was silenced by the rules of heaven.

But in Mu Xiyan's eyes, that was not the case.

Miaomiao must really want to go out, but because she has to practice, she says against her will that she likes staying in the room.

Oh, junior sister is really thoughtful.

Thus, a beautiful misunderstanding occurred.

Mu Xiyan picked up Miaomiao without hesitation and rubbed her head. "It's okay. Senior Sister wants to go out for a walk now."