Bei Yan secretly despised himself for this shameless act of acting cute and coquettish.
Pah! This old auntie thinks she's lived two lives and is still acting cute and coquettish. It's really shameful!
However, when Bei Yan saw the gentleness in his father's eyes, he felt that even if it was shameful, it was worth it!
Only one hundred disciples were selected by Qingze this time. Qianchen Kingdom has a population of tens of millions, and only one hundred people have caught Qingze's eye. You can imagine what kind of existence Qingze is.
After saying goodbye to their families, one hundred people gathered in the main hall of the palace.
Standing on the high platform in the main hall, the antique master said some customary words before setting off.
More than a hundred seven-year-old children followed behind the antique, sitting on the back of a huge crane.
Bei Yan, carrying Jun Lin, ascended the crane amidst the reluctant gazes of the Bei family.
Seeing the antique sitting atop the crane's crest, I twitched my lips. This old man's ride was quite stylish.
"Children, sit still!" A thunderous voice rang out throughout the area, and everyone's eyes were drawn to the crane.
The seven-year-old children on the crane were terrified, each gripping the crane's feathers tightly, afraid that if they weren't careful, they would be thrown off and smashed into a pulp.
The family members who came down to say goodbye held their breath, their eyes fixed on the crane, fearing that something might happen to their child.
Others, with discerning eyes, watched the crane with relaxed and calm expressions as it flapped its wings and took flight.
A fierce gust of wind swept down from below, but the crane remained as steady as Mount Tai, not even a feather stirred.
"Don't worry, kids, my crane is perfectly stable," the antique's cheerful voice rang out again.
Bei Yan rolled her eyes, thinking that the old man Gu Dong was really wicked. He knew they would be scared, but he didn't say anything beforehand. He waited until they were scared before speaking.
"Yan'er, don't be afraid. The Grand Elder has set up a magic array on this crane, so there will be no danger."
Qian Qing sat down next to Bei Yan without anyone noticing, and spoke with concern in a voice as warm as a spring breeze.
Bei Yan tilted his head, widened his bright black eyes and looked carefully. Sure enough, he saw a faint barrier around the crane.
He reached out and poked it, but his finger bounced back. He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Hmm, that's amazing."
Junlin, nestled in Bei Yan's arms, lazily raised his cat head to glance at the cat, then looked down at it again and continued sleeping.
Even the most ordinary things seem magical to the little guy. He's an ancient divine beast, so why has the little guy never praised him?
Okay, our Lord Fengjun is jealous.
Bei Yan looked so adorable that Qian Qing was momentarily stunned. When she came to her senses, she was taken aback for a moment, and then a slight smile appeared on her lips.
"Yan'er, I am under the Third Elder's tutelage, which is some distance from the First Elder's Qingyun Peak. Fortunately, there is a teleportation array. If you need any help, just come and find me."
Bei Yan was naturally pleased by the little boy's thoughtfulness, and a signature sweet smile appeared on her rosy face, revealing her two little tiger teeth.
"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Xiao San'er. You're so kind."
The nine-year-old boy felt his heart melt at the smile of the adorable little girl in front of him, and without thinking, he reached out and ruffled Bei Yan's hair.
"You're welcome, Yan'er, you're so cute."
Bei Yan's smile widened. "Little San'er is cute too."
Junlin: "..."??(◣д◢)?? Where am I?! ? ?
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