The little sister is a troublemaker

"Puch!"

A light laugh made Li Mulan pause. Someone was there. Although the voice seemed to be some distance away, Li Mulan still heard it.

"Mo Yan, this little guy is interesting. I thought he was dead, but he's still alive."

A handsome man in bright red clothes and holding a folding fan showed a playful smile.

The man named Mo Yan had a blank expression on his face, and his white clothes made him look even colder. He slightly raised his eyelids, looked at the eye-catching red, and turned his face away with some disgust. A man in his thirties was still so showy. Then he looked at the small figure on the rotten tree trunk, thinking about something, but still didn't speak.

Li Mulan wanted to get up and call for help, but she failed after trying several times. Instead, her remaining strength was completely exhausted. But she did not lose heart. She used up all her strength to shout for help, "Help..."

However, when the sound reached the other side of the river, it was almost silent. But this was for ordinary people, and the people on the other side of the river were not ordinary people!

The man in red raised his head to look across the river, but he had no intention of going forward. "Hey? Mo Yan, when do you think this little guy will die?"

"He's quite energetic. He almost looked like he was dying yesterday. I didn't expect he's still holding on now."

"I just happen to be in need of a medicine man. Do you think I should take this little guy back to the valley to test the medicine?"

"Forget it, it's not worth it. I'm afraid it will take me a lot of effort to save that little guy..."

Mo Yan didn't even look at him, just frowned slightly and said noisily.

The man in red seemed to be accustomed to the other party's indifference. He didn't care at all and continued to chatter non-stop.

"Wufeng, that's enough." Mo Yan stroked his brows helplessly.

Wu Feng raised his eyebrows and approached him with an amused look on his face, "You've been watching this for two days. What's so special about this little guy?"

Mo Yan sighed, "I don't know either."

Wu Feng raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean?"

"I observed the stars a few days ago and it showed that my destined person was in this direction, so I came to take a look."

"The destined one?" Wufeng rolled his eyes.

"Yes, we have a master-disciple relationship."

"Master and disciple?" Wu Feng looked at the little figure in disbelief. There was nothing special about it. It even looked... weak. "Didn't you say a long time ago that you would no longer accept disciples? Don't you think having disciples is too much trouble? And... this is a girl."

Wufeng curled his lips in jealousy. Each of his disciples was extraordinary and he was jealous of their excellence. Alas, why didn't he have the luck to have such excellent disciples?

Mo Yan sighed helplessly, "Let's just close this disciple."

The last one, I will never accept any disciples again.

After saying that, he tapped his toes and the white figure flew across the river and landed on the tree trunk where Li Mulan was.

When Li Mulan was about to despair, this man who suddenly appeared gave her hope again, "Save...save me."

Mo Yan looked at the skinny little girl with thin arms and legs, a pale face, sunken cheeks. She was not cute at all like the little dolls he had seen before. She even had a scar at the corner of her eye. Tsk tsk!

The only redeeming feature is his eyes, which are dark, clear and resolute, and his tenacity is totally unlike that of a child.

Li Mulan looked at the middle-aged man in white and her voice became almost unreliable. She could only weakly call for help.

Mo Yan looked at it for a long time before uttering two words, "Want to live?"

Li Mulan couldn't speak at this moment, but her big black eyes just stared at Mo Yan without blinking. She was extremely excited. Of course she wanted to live. Who would want to die for no reason? This man was too heartless. He wasted his good looks. He didn't save a little kid like her, and asked if she wanted to live. Isn't this nonsense?

Seeing this, Mo Yan curled the corners of his lips slightly. What an interesting little guy.

"If you accept me as your master, I will save you! Blink if you agree."

Mulan blinked hard several times, fearing that the other party could not see clearly. She blinked more than ten times in a row, and her eyes were almost cramping.

"Ha! You are such a cowardly little brat."

Li Mulan was so angry that her chest was stuffy. Who was the little brat? Who was afraid of death? Uh... Although she really didn't want to die now...

Humph! But my body was too weak, and I felt a little dizzy when I was excited. My delicate eyebrows wrinkled, and I actually fainted.

Mo Yan's mood immediately improved when he saw this, "Haha, you're quite irritable."

Then he leaned over, picked her up, and with a light tap of his toes, flew across the river with Li Mulan.

Wu Feng walked over quickly, "Hey, you're not serious, are you? Do you really want to take her as your apprentice?"

While asking, his hands were very active and directly reached out to Li Mulan's wrist.

Mo Yan did not stop him and watched carefully.

Soon, Wu Feng frowned, and looked at Li Mulan's pale and thin face carefully. Seeing the scar at the corner of her eye, he sighed again, "It's okay that she's weak, but there's also a scar on her face. After all, she's a girl. I guess no one will want her after her face is disfigured."

"Don't talk nonsense, what do you mean?"

Wu Feng withdrew his hand and sighed, "This girl has a congenital disease and is not suitable for martial arts."

Mo Yan frowned when he heard this. Can't learn martial arts? Then he comforted himself, "If she can't learn martial arts, then she can't learn martial arts. Just teach her something else. Girls don't have to learn martial arts."

Wu Feng took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and was about to feed the little girl medicine. When he heard what he said, his eyes widened immediately, "Are you kidding me? You, Mo Yan, are praised as the best martial artist in the world. If your apprentice cannot practice martial arts, people will laugh at you if you tell others about it."

Mo Yan looked indifferent, "The boss doesn't know martial arts either."

Wu Feng was furious, "Boss? You're comparing this girl with the boss? The boss has always been a scholar, and his literary attainments at a young age are unmatched. How can they be the same?"

Then he rolled his eyes again, poured a black pill from the porcelain bottle and fed it to Li Mulan, "Although it is a congenital problem, if I treat her personally, it is not impossible for her to be like a normal person."

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows slightly and stared at Wufeng with sharp eyes, with obvious threat in his eyes.

"Oh, don't look at me like that, it's scary." Wu Feng patted his chest in fear, "With acupuncture, herbal baths, and my special pills, she will definitely be healthier than an ordinary person, that's it, right?"

Mo Yan looked at the unconscious little girl and said, "It's okay." But when he saw the stained white clothes, his brows tightened and said, "What a trouble."