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

"Your Highness, you are back."

Shangguan Chen had a dark face and swung his palm forward.

Crackling, Shangguan Chen attacked his men indiscriminately.

After he calmed down, his subordinates, all with injuries, knelt on the ground together, "Your Highness, please calm down."

Shangguan Chen sneered and kicked him over. "Calm down. Ha, go get my storage bag first."

Can’t you see that he is still wearing ill-fitting clothes? None of these subordinates suits his taste.

He had been traumatized physically and mentally during this trip. "Get lost."

As he spoke, Shangguan Chen was no longer as gentle as before. He did not look like a refined and noble gentleman at all. His face was ferocious and he cursed viciously.

Those demon cultivators were afraid of being late and being dealt with by Shangguan Chen again, so they put all their efforts into searching for him.

"Let's go." There was no emotion on Mu Xiyan's face.

Qilin didn't care about anything else. He just nodded slightly, squatted down, and touched his hand on the peach tree where petals were falling all over the ground.

Some bright light vaguely emerged from the ground. Di Nanting squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully. It looked like some ancient formation.

Before he could finish reading, the exit had already appeared in front of them. Qilin had his hands behind his back, his robes blown up by the wind, and he looked like a hermit. "Let's go."

"But- -"

The Jiuli Sect disciples were somewhat embarrassed and said to Di Nanting, "Big Brother, we can't leave yet."

Suddenly, as if she thought of something, she slapped her forehead and said, "Oh, I forgot."

As he spoke, Miaomiao began to search in his storage ring again, "Here you go, Didi, take good care of it."

"Big, big, senior brother, I got it, I got it." The disciple was so excited that he couldn't even finish his words.

Di Nanting's hands were also shaking. He looked at the seven-leaf lotus with dewdrops on it in his hand and was quite unbelievable. "Miao Miao, where did you get it from?"

"Ah, this--" Miaomiao's gaze involuntarily fell on Qilin. She turned her head, her eyes were vague, and she pursed her lips, as if she didn't know where to start.

Mu Xiyan said calmly, "It was found by the treasure-hunting rat following the scent. Do you want it? If not, I'll have someone throw it away."

As she said that, Mu Xiyan reached out to snatch it, and frightened Di Nanting so much that he quickly protected the seven-leaf lotus.

"Yes, of course."

Was he protecting the seven-leaf lotus? No, he was protecting his own life.

Of course, Mu Xiyan was not lying. This was indeed what the treasure-hunting rat smelled among the pile of treasures that Senior Qilin gave to Miaomiao.

"Let's go."

As he spoke, Qilin took the lead and walked out from the exit.

The disciples of Jiuli Sect looked at each other, and we could see a bit of daze in each other's eyes.

Here it is.

No, no one told them that the eldest brother was so lucky.

Until we left the Ziyun Secret Realm, no one was able to react.

It was Qilin who said goodbye to them first, "I still have things to do, so I'll leave first, but—"

Touching Miaomiao's head, Qilin looked at her lovingly and tapped her communication symbol, "Little Miaomiao, remember to find me if you have anything."

He would come to rescue her immediately.

"Okay, okay." Miaomiao nodded, "Miaomiao will miss you."

After Qilin left, the disciples of Jiuli Sect became a little impatient and wanted to take their eldest brother back to get treatment.

"Thank you very much for this time, Fairy Xiyan. We will go back first."

"After all, the eldest brother can't wait."

Di Nanting was still nodding in agreement, but suddenly felt something was wrong, "Huh?"

"I can't wait for sh-"

The next moment, Di Nanting "voluntarily" sat on the flying magic weapon and rushed back to Jiuli Gate.

Di Nanting tried to struggle, but failed given his current physical condition.

When he gets better, he will come back.

The wind blew through the leaves on the ground, making them swirl.

Miaomiao raised her head and looked at Mu Xiyan, "Senior Sister, do we still need to care about them?"

Mu Xiyan knew who was being talked about, "Then Miaomiao, what do you think, should Senior Sister go and save them?"

"I don't want to." Miaomiao answered very straightforwardly.

"Because those people scolded Senior Sister and Miaomiao." The more he spoke, the lower Miaomiao's voice became.

Miaomiao is the most sensitive to people's emotions, and they don't like her very much.

It was nothing more than those disciples being jealous. They were jealous that Miaomiao was still young, but was accepted as a disciple by Master Fusheng, and they had never seen anything outstanding about her.

This made them feel that they were no worse than Miaomiao, so why should they let such a little kid step on their heads and get better resources than them.

"Then we won't care." Mu Xiyan hugged Miaomiao with some heartache, "We are wronged Miaomiao, you have been wronged following the senior sister."

Miaomiao shook her head, "I don't feel wronged. Miaomiao doesn't feel wronged."

She had suffered too much, so this little bit of malice didn't seem worth mentioning to Miaomiao.

"I'm sorry." Mu Xiyan felt very guilty. If she had known earlier, she would have entrusted Miaomiao to her master. Even if her master was unreliable, at least he would not let Miaomiao suffer any grievances.

With a firm look in her eyes, Mu Xiyan said, "Let's go back to Qixia Peak."

Miao Miao was a little hesitant and looked in the direction of Ziyun Secret Realm, "Big Sister, is this really okay?"

At this time, Miaomiao was still considering whether Mu Xiyan would be punished because of these disciples.

If Mu Xiyan would be punished for this, Miaomiao would rush back without saying a word to save those disciples, even if they did not like her.

Mu Xiyan covered Miaomiao's eyes with her hands, "Junior sister, you don't need to think so much."

Whatever comes, she takes it upon herself.

"Just grow up well."

There was coldness in Mu Xiyan's eyes. If this group of disciples were smarter and continued to move towards the center of the secret realm, the exit there was not closed and they could still save their lives.

But if —

All I can say is, it's all my own fault.

"Your Highness, everything has been arranged according to your orders." The demon cultivator nodded and bowed, with bruises on his face from Shangguan Chen.

Shangguan Chen looked at the exit of the secret realm with a sinister look, muttering, "This is a great gift from me to you. I hope you like it."

The demon cultivator couldn't help but shudder. His Highness's methods were still so cruel.

After Di Nanting left, the remaining disciples of Xuanming Sect didn't care at all why the formation was damaged. Instead, they had a huge disagreement on whether to continue to move towards the center of the secret realm, or to turn around and return to the periphery of the secret realm and try their best to get out through the exit.

"There are so many monsters and monster cultivators outside, let's keep moving forward."

One disciple rolled his eyes and objected, "Do you know what is in the center of the secret realm? This is sending us to our deaths in vain."

"Everyone, let's rush back and fight our way out, so that those demon cultivators can see that we, the Xuanming Sect, are not to be bullied."

After a few words, this disciple stirred up everyone's emotions.

Ye Lan kept silent and stepped back. She didn't want to die with these idiots.