Qin Xin, who was resting her face with one hand, was startled when she heard Mu Chen's voice. Instinctively, she stood up and walked into the room. "I'm here, what's wrong?"
When Bai Qingcheng, who was standing guard outside, heard the commotion, she quickly pushed the door open and entered the room.
"Aunt Qin, quickly take a look at little sister," Mu Chen said.
Qin Xin came to the bedside and saw Yue 'er's pale face. Her face was scrunched up and she kept mumbling, "No, no, no," as if she was having a nightmare.
She quickly called out softly, "Yue 'er? Yue 'er, wake up, wake up. "
At this time, Yue 'er's whole body seemed to have fallen into darkness. She did not know where this place was, only that it was dark and gloomy. In the air, there were sounds that made her afraid.
"What a good innate spiritual body, it smells so good! Hahahaha … "
A ghost approached her and sniffed, revealing an intoxicated and excited expression. She stuck out her tongue and licked the corner of her mouth. Looking at this little meatball-like person, she wanted to get closer, but she seemed to be afraid of something and could not get close to her.
"Go away! Go away! " Yue 'er shouted loudly, and started to run. She kept running forward: "Daddy, daddy, save me, daddy, Yue' er is very scared … … daddy … …"
She had been raised by Xuanyuan Moze since she was young. In her extreme fear, the only person she could call out was the person she relied on the most. However, no matter how much she called out, her father did not appear.
"Father, father … Yue 'er is so scared, Yue' er is so scared … father …"
When Xuanyuan Moze heard their report that something had happened to Yue 'er, he immediately rushed to the main courtyard. When he arrived at the room, he saw that the little one's face was deathly pale. She was so frightened that she was drenched in sweat. She was waving her hands wildly and shouting for him.
"Yue 'er, father is here, father is here, wake up!" Xuanyuan Moze called her name. His big hand held her waving little hand and called her name. However, no matter how he called, the child did not wake up.
Bai Qingcheng who was at the side was also anxiously looking at Yue 'er. She wished she could do something to help. But just at this time, she saw blood was flowing out from Yue' er's body. She was so startled that her heart jumped: "Bleed, bleed!" Her voice trembled, and she felt dense uneasiness in her heart.
Hearing these words, everyone's heart sunk, and they who were surrounding the bed looked towards Yue 'er's body. Sure enough, they saw traces of blood seeping out from her calf, arm, as well as chest, as if she had been cut by wind blade.
Seeing this scene, the black pupils of Xuanyuan Moze shrunk, and terrifying monstrous killing intent gushed out from his eyes. Then he immediately condensed Pure Yang aura in his palm and pressed it against Yue 'er's chest.
Everyone who was standing at the side did not dare to breathe, but each and every one of them held their breath and looked at the little person on the bed. They heard her calling for father, then calling for mother, then calling for pain, and then calling for fear. They felt as if their hearts were being cut by a knife, and they wished they could be in her place.
Mu Chen tightly pursed his lips and clenched his little fist as he looked at his sister's appearance. His little face was tense, and there was unconcealable worry in his eyes.
He did not know what happened to her, but he knew that her situation was not very good. He wanted to help her, but he didn't know how to.
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