In the room, Qin Xin has helped Yue'er deal with all the wounds on her body. Fortunately, they are all just skin injuries, and only a trace of blood oozes out and then no more bleeding. But, even so, she looks at the little man white and tender. The small wounds on Nen's body were scratched by the wind blade, and they were still pulling at them.

After a salute, the two quietly retreated, leaving only their father and daughter in the room. After they came out, Mu Chen was worried about his sister and went inside again.

"How is it? Is medicine applied to the wound?" Leng Hua asked.

"It's on the medicine, but it's just a skin injury. It doesn't matter." Qin Xin said, sighing softly: "I have suffered from these crimes at such a young age, and I feel my heart is caught."

"Where is Fan Lin?" Qin Xin looked around and asked without seeing Fan Lin.

"He went to the kitchen to make soothing soup, saying that Yue'er was frightened, and it would be better to boil a bowl for her to serve." Leng Hua said.

Hearing this, Qin Xin nodded: "Well, I have been frightened a lot. What a smart person who used to be, now he speaks with a bit of trembling, and he has been holding the Hell Lord tightly and refused to let go. It is true. Frightened, drinking a bowl of Soothing Soup will be better."

In the room, Yue'er was nestled in Xuanyuan Moze’s arms, clutching his robe tightly with a small hand, and whispered: "That man looks very ugly. He has been running after me and stretched out. The long tongue wants to lick Yue'er, saying that Yue'er is an innate spirit body, and the fragrance is delicious."

"Yue'er keeps running, keeps running, there is a cold wind blowing on Yue'er, and Yue'er is injured, and Yue'er keeps calling Daddy, but Daddy didn't show up." As she said, she lifted her head with a look in her eyes. Wei Wei was horrified, and asked: "Daddy, will that person come again? Will he still want to eat Yue'er? Why does he want to eat Yue'er? Yue'er is not delicious."

Xuanyuan Moze's eyes were full of self-blame and pity. He gently rubbed her head and said, "Yue'er, don't be afraid. With father here, he dare not come again."

Mu Chen watched and listened. Some understood and some did not understand, so he asked, "Daddy, what is that?"

Xuanyuan Moze glanced at him, then at the daughter in his arms, and said to them: "That's a charm, a ghost, it's not a person, but an evil thing. You don't need to be afraid of it, because it can't get close. For Yue'er's body, dad teaches you a set of exercises, a set of exercises that can protect yourself. Yue'er should learn it carefully."

After speaking, he looked at Mu Chen: "You also listen carefully and learn with your heart."

"Yes." Mu Chen replied, and sat beside him, listening carefully, remembering what his father said and taught, word by word...

Feng Jiu, who was on the way back at this time, didn’t know something was wrong at home. They walked with swords and returned from the Blue Devil City. Even if the road was delayed, the journey of about ten days was enough. The process is not fast, but not slow.

Until that day, Leng Shuang, who was resting on the side of the road, received the voice from Leng Hua and hurried to Feng Jiu's side.

"Master, there is news from Ahua that something has happened at home."

Upon hearing this, Feng Jiu frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

Qikang Dufan nearby also gathered around, looked at Leng Shuang, waiting for her to follow.

Leng Shuang paused for a moment, and then said: "It is said that the young lady had an accident. She fell a few days ago. It was just an ordinary fall, but the wound was a bit wrong."