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

Miaomiao did not forget about the other disciples. She rummaged around in her own space and found a defensive magic weapon, which she then covered everyone with.

"What should I do now?"

Everyone was asleep. Miaomiao rested his chin on his hand and sighed softly.

Mu Xiyan entered the dream and clenched the Frost Sword in her hand.

This is Qingyun Peak.

Looking at this familiar layout, Mu Xiyan walked cautiously. Suddenly, a snow-white little ball rushed over. Mu Xiyan couldn't dodge and was hugged by her legs.

Miao Miao said softly, "Big Sister, you're back."

Before Mu Xiyan could say anything, the scene suddenly changed. Master Fusheng was seen holding Miaomiao and standing above her, staring at her coldly.

"Traitor, how dare you hurt your junior sister? I will expel you from the sect now."

Mu Xiyan argued subconsciously, "I didn't."

When I looked up, I saw Miaomiao smiling evilly, "Big Sister, no one will believe you."

"Now, everything you have belongs to me."

When Miao Miao was speaking, the people around him pretended not to hear.

In the past, those kind uncles and fellow disciples all accused Mu Xiyan of being cruel and ruthless.

Mu Xiyan lowered her eyes and did not speak for a long time. Miao Miao was still whispering in Mu Xiyan's ear, "Look, they don't believe you. I only need a little trick to make you deserted by everyone."

"Oh." Mu Xiyan sighed.

The next moment, the Frost Sword pierced straight through Miao Miao's body. Mu Xiyan looked at her without any expression and said, "You shouldn't do this in front of Junior Sister."

Miaomiao knew that she would be very angry.

The fake Miaomiao looked at himself disappearing in disbelief, "How could you see through me so quickly?"

Mu Xiyan looked at her speechlessly, "Miaomiao likes me the most."

So, from the very beginning, Mu Xiyan knew that she was fake the first time she saw her.

Miaomiao's clear eyes are something that a monster like this cannot fake.

The dream gradually shattered, but Mu Xiyan did not wake up, but fell into another layer of illusion.

The other disciples were only attacked by the phantom beast, but Mu Xiyan was blessed by both Shangguan Chen and the phantom beast.

So, when the other disciples had already woken up somewhat, Mu Xiyan was still motionless.

At this time, the demon cultivator who was lying in ambush nearby could no longer stay and said, "Let's go, or they will all wake up."

The leading demon cultivator gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, go ahead."

After receiving the order, these demon cultivators rushed forward, and the first to be attacked was the magic weapon arranged by Miaomiao.

"Do these people want to kill Miaomiao?" Miaomiao asked doubtfully.

The system scanned the other party, and after a moment, it said in a serious tone, "Miao Miao, these people are demon cultivators, I'm afraid they want to kill the cultivators here."

After moving his hands, Miaomiao's eyes suddenly brightened, "Uncle, can they beat them?"

"Yes, you can." The system's scalp was tingling.

Oh my god, now Miaomiao is getting carried away.

"However, Miaomiao, your senior brothers and sisters are unable to protect themselves now." The system reminded.

Although these demon cultivators couldn't do anything to Miaomiao, if the protective shield was breached, the other disciples would be in trouble.

Miao Miao lowered her chubby little face and stamped her feet angrily, "Damn it."

For the sake of her senior brothers and sisters, Miaomiao had to stop.

But that expression was full of regret.

System: Actually, there is no need to do that, Miaomiao. I can beat you up next time we meet.

Reaching out his hand, Miaomiao began to rummage in his own space again, "Why can't I find Ni?"

As Miaomiao searched, she found that the top-grade defensive magic weapon had cracks under the attacks of many demon cultivators, and it looked like it would not last long.

The system has its own selfish motives. "Miao Miao, let's just leave."

No matter what you say about him, Miaomiao is the child he raised, and the system doesn't want her to get hurt because of these people.

Even if it comes to choosing between Mu Xiyan and Miaomiao, the system will choose to give up Mu Xiyan and take Miaomiao away directly.

Shaking her head, Miaomiao continued to look, "Wait a minute, I'll be there soon."

"Found it." Miaomiao said, holding up a bowl as big as her palm.

The system CPU is about to burn out. "Miao Miao, it's too late to eat now."

"No, uncle, look."

As she spoke, Miaomiao muttered something, and soon, the palm-sized bowl gradually became bigger.

Miaomiao was the first to jump into, uh, now let's call it the 'pot'.

Hanging by the pot, Miaomiao called out to the awakened disciples, "Brothers and sisters, come in."

After seeing Miaomiao's strength, even if they didn't understand the operation, they subconsciously did what Miaomiao said.

The monks jumped into the pot like dumplings.

Miaomiao made a trumpet shape with her hands and shouted, "Bring the other brothers and sisters with you."

As he spoke, Miaomiao was not idle either. He used his spiritual power to pull the unconscious disciples in one by one.

Di Nanting just woke up and encountered this grand scene, "Wow."

He said that following Miaomiao would definitely be exciting.

If I had followed the others, I would never have seen a monk being cooked in a pot.

Without understanding what was going on, Di Nanting rushed into the pot based on his feeling, "Miao Miao, here I come."

After that, Di Nanting also helped Miaomiao, picking up people and throwing pots.

With everyone's efforts, all these disciples were cooked in a short time.

A disciple checked the number of people and asked, "Why is there one less?"

"You can't just keep it at the bottom of the pot."

The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. The system suddenly said tremblingly, "Son, there may really be someone at the bottom of the pot."

He remembered that Shangguan Chen had just fallen near Mu Xiyan, and when Miaomiao took out the pot, it seemed that he was still there.

Miaomiao slapped her head and said, "Oh, I forgot about Liao."

She quickly lifted the pot and saw Shangguan Chen lying on the ground with a weak breath. Miaomiao apologized and used her spiritual power to pull him into the pot.

"Okay." Miaomiao clapped her hands, "It's fine this time."

A disciple asked, "Little Junior Sister, what should we do next?"

Miaomiao patted her shoulder confidently and said, "Sit tight."

"Fly, Wanwan."

At the moment when the magic weapon was completely scrapped, Miaomiao commanded the pot to fly straight into the sky.

"Ah ah ah."

Accompanied by screams, the pot rushed towards the exit of the secret realm at an extremely fast speed, catching the group of demon cultivators off guard.

"What are you doing standing still? Chase after him."

"Oh, okay, okay."

However, it was too late. With Miaomiao moving at full speed, they had already left the group of demon cultivators far behind.

Di Nanting steadied himself, approached Miaomiao and asked, "Why did you turn the flying magic weapon into a pot?"

As he spoke, Di Nanting hiccuped.

Miaomiao said seriously, "This is not a pot, this is Miaomiao's rice bowl."

Di Nanting was shocked. What? Are you going to eat people? Why make such a big bowl?