Chapter 3937
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Everyone sat around the bonfire and chatted idly. They even warmed up some wine to warm their bodies. However, as the sky outside grew darker, there seemed to be the sound of horse hooves approaching.
Almost as soon as they heard the sound of horse hooves coming from outside, Du Fan and the others who were sitting by the bonfire stood up: "I'll go and see who it is." As Du Fan spoke, he stepped outside. Unexpectedly, before he could reach the door that was blocking the way, the door was kicked open by a strong force.
"Bang!"
The sound of a heavy impact and the cracking of wooden planks was heard. Even though it was a rainy night, it was extremely loud and clear. As a result, it frightened the two children who were nestled in Fengjiu and Xuanyuan Moze's arms, who were about to fall asleep.
"Wah! Wah wah … "
The two children were startled by the sudden sound of the door being kicked open. Their small bodies trembled and they burst into tears.
Seeing that the two children were frightened, Xuanyuan Moze's aura immediately turned cold. That strong and intimidating aura mixed with a murderous aura filled the air. Monk Yi Jie who was sitting next to them couldn't help but lower his eyes and murmur softly: "Amitabha."
Fengjiu's brows furrowed slightly. Her clear eyes were filled with a cold light as she looked at the temple's door. She comforted the two children: "Be good, don't cry. Mother is here."
She gently coaxed them and gently patted the child's back with one hand. Perhaps it was because he heard Fengjiu's gentle voice and felt her familiar aura, little Mu Chen in her arms pursed his little mouth and sobbed softly. However, he stopped crying and only blinked his clear and watery eyes innocently at her.
"It's alright. Father and Mother are here. Father and Mother are here to accompany you. It's alright!" Fengjiu gently coaxed. Seeing that her son had stopped crying, the girl was still crying at the top of her lungs.
"Come, let me carry him." As Fengjiu spoke, she passed her son, who had stopped crying, to Xuanyuan Moze. She then took her daughter, who was crying non-stop.
Xuanyuan Moze was worried that his aura would scare the child, so when he heard Fengjiu's voice, he restrained his anger and hugged his son, who was blinking at him, and ordered in a deep voice, "Don't let any of them in!"
His deep voice was filled with a powerful aura. Even though it was just a sentence, it was enough to make people feel an intimidating pressure.
Hui Lang and the others were already angry when they saw the people outside kick open the door and scare the two children. Now that they heard their master's words, they immediately stood up.
"He really needs to be taught a lesson!" As Hui Lang spoke, he prepared to attack the person who kicked the door open. Who would have thought that Du Fan, who had stepped forward first, had already sent out a stream of air with the fan in his hand when the person kicked the wooden door open and stepped in.
"Whoosh! Bang! "
With a whoosh, the stream of air from the fan attacked the person who was stepping in at a speed that was too fast for one to cover one's ears. With a muffled groan, the person's figure flew backward until he fell into the wind outside.
"Pu!"
The person who fell to the ground clutched his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood. He tried to stand up, but who knew that he would fall back down halfway.
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