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

A familiar feeling of dizziness came over her, and this time Miaomiao sat directly on the ground, waiting for the ground in front of her to stop spinning.

"Stop, don't turn around." Miaomiao covered her head with her hands, trying to stop feeling dizzy.

Before the system could explain the plot to Miaomiao, it was intercepted by someone.

"Hey, where did this kid come from?" A man with an immortal look floated in front of Miaomiao.

Miaomiao raised her head and looked at the man walking towards her against the light, and covered her eyes in a daze.

The next second, Miaomiao was picked up from the ground, "Little guy, is there anywhere to go?"

"No." She had just landed here.

"Okay, then come with me and recognize me as your master." The man touched Miaomiao's head and said very gently.

At the same time, in another place, a woman who had been knocked unconscious woke up and looked at the same dilapidated scene as in her previous life.

There was a flash of unwillingness in Ye Lan's eyes. She would never make the same mistake again this time. She would be the one who laughed last.

However, before that, she still has to deal with some people.

Ye Lan stood up and looked at the wooden bed, the dusty tabletop, and the bowl with a missing corner, and couldn't help revealing a hint of disgust.

These memories are so distant that Ye Lan almost forgot that he had ever been so miserable.

Judging from the time, her parents should be back soon.

Sure enough, the next second, a cursing voice came from outside, "Where did the dead girl go? Why didn't you cook?"

As he spoke, Ye's father rushed in, grabbed Ye Lan and slapped her.

Unexpectedly, Ye Lan reached out and smashed the bowl, picked up a piece of the fragment, and stabbed it directly into Ye's father's neck. Blood spurted and flew onto Ye Lan's face.

But she was not moved at all. Mother Ye was frightened, "You, what are you doing?"

Ye Lan wiped his face and walked straight to Ye's mother, "Just as you saw."

As he spoke, Ye Lan raised his knife and killed Ye's mother very cleanly.

Looking at Ye's father and mother lying on the ground with their eyes wide open, "Heh."

Parents? They should have died long ago.

The next step is for her to go to Qingyun Peak to become a disciple. Ye Lan smiled slightly, which looked even more weird with the blood on her face.

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Miaomiao was carefully held in the man's arms. He still remembers touching her head and saying, "Don't be afraid, Master will take you home."

"Okay." Miaomiao held his hand back and trusted him very much.

Xu Lingyun looked at Miaomiao gently, then summoned his sword, ready to take Miaomiao back to Qingyun Peak.

"Fly, fly." Miaomiao was full of curiosity in the air, but was afraid of falling, so she remembered holding on to Xu Lingyun's clothes tightly.

"Yeah." Xu Lingyun adjusted his posture so that she could better see the surrounding scenery.

Mu Xiyan didn't know yet that her good master was outside picking up things again, and this time what he picked up was a little different.

"Senior Sister, Senior Sister, please go and take a look." A junior fellow ran over to Mu Xiyan, panting.

Putting the sword back into the scabbard, Mu Xiyan looked at his junior brother in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Don't ask, Senior Sister, you go first."

Mu Xiyan followed his junior brother, flew onto the sword, and went straight to the front hall of Qingyun Peak.

As soon as she arrived at the front hall, she saw a new person next to her good master.

Mu Xiyan's first reaction was, "Master secretly had a child with someone."

The junior brother who brought Mu Xiyan here almost died. How come the senior sister was also so angry?

"No, no." The junior brother waved his hands repeatedly.

Xu Lingyun looked at his most trusted and most conservative eldest disciple and felt inexplicably guilty. But when he looked at the little boy who was full of trust in him, Xu Lingyun suddenly became confident again.

"cough."

"This is what I picked up outside. She will be your little sister from now on."

As he spoke, Xu Lingyun touched his nose uncomfortably.

Mu Xiyan said nothing, just looked at him coldly.

Xu Lingyun couldn't sit still after being stared at, so he just reached out and pushed Miaomiao over, feeling a little painful.

"Yes, I'll bring it to you."

As he spoke, Xu Lingyun put on the oil on his feet and said, "I will bring your little sister to pay homage to you another day."

"The teacher still has important things to do."

Mu Xiyan was so speechless that she didn't want to talk. Just as she was about to leave, she felt some weight on her legs.

Looking down, she saw the little kid hugging her legs, smiling at her sweetly, and saying in a baby voice, "Big Sister, you forgot to bring Miaomiao."

So, you can’t leave.

The junior brother next to her looked at Mu Xiyan without saying anything, thinking that she didn't like this new little junior sister, and hurried over, "Senior Sister, how about letting me share your worries and give me..."

Before he could even finish his words, he saw the most fair and indifferent eldest sister in their sect, picking up the youngest sister with her scabbard, "Let's go."

Miaomiao didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but just said, "Big sister, strangle my neck."

The child was a little breathless.

Mu Xiyan thought about it and realized that she would have to take her to the sword soon, so she put away the sword and instead held Miaomiao by the back of her neck with her hand and walked away.

When leaving, Miaomiao waved to the senior brother with a smile.

Looking at the little junior sister who was being manipulated like a decoration by the senior sister, the junior brother couldn't help but worry. He thought, would the senior sister kill his lovely little junior sister?

No, he still has to watch it.

Standing on the sword again, Miaomiao suddenly refused to cooperate, "Big Sister, Big Sister, wuwuwuwu."

Miaomiao cried miserably, but Mu Xiyan was confused and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Senior Sister, the wind is too strong, Miaomiao is scared." As she said that, Miaomiao went straight into her arms and even buried herself in her softness.

Mu Xiyan raised her hand subconsciously, but reacted halfway and withdrew her hand. If Miaomiao wasn't a girl, and her junior sister, she would have to beat her away today.

Although Mu Xiyan kept telling herself that this was her junior sister, she was still a little uncomfortable with this kind of intimacy.

But Miaomiao didn't notice anything wrong and still held Mu Xiyan tightly.

She was scared just now. With a whoosh, the sword flew out as if it had accelerated. Miaomiao had never seen such a scene before. Besides, this was nothing like the way her master flew.

Miaomiao sobbed in her arms, "Senior Sister, Miaomiao is scared."

The wind was too strong and the sword was flying too fast, Miaomiao was almost thrown out.

A trace of regret flashed across Mu Xiyan's eyes. It was her fault. She had never come into contact with a child before, so she naturally didn't know how to get along with her.

"Feel sorry."

As she spoke, Mu Xiyan not only slowed down the flying sword, but also added a layer of protective shield for Miaomiao.

"Don't cry." Mu Xiyan stiffened her body and tried to apologize to her, "I won't do it again in the future."

Miao Miao burst into laughter and rubbed her cheek, "Well, Senior Sister is the best."

Is that true? Mu Xiyan was so confused that she didn’t even know how she got back to Qixia Peak.