Feng Jiu smiled and said, "It's okay, Leng Shuang and the others are still here, don't worry!"
Xuanyuan Moze was still hesitating, however, at this moment a scream came from the grove, and the voice seemed to be the voice of a gray wolf. He frowned and looked towards the grove, pursing his thin lips.
"Go and have a look, that's Gray Wolf's voice, maybe he's encountered something." Feng Jiu urged him to go and have a look. With his peak Divine King cultivation, even if his legs couldn't stand up, his strength wouldn't be affected at all. If he went over, maybe he could solve the problem.
Xuanyuan Moze paused for a moment, then said, "You take the child with you and don't get off the carriage. I'll go and take a look."
"Yeah." Fengjiu responded, looked at him, and said, "Be careful."
Xuanyuan Moze looked at Leng Shuang, Bai Qingcheng and many others and said, "Be vigilant and protect them."
“Xuyi, you go with Ze. Lengshuang and Qingcheng are here to guard, and Yingyi will be enough.” Fengjiu gestured for him to go and take care of Xuanyuan Moze.
Hearing this, many people responded, "Yes," and immediately came to Xuanyuan Moze's side.
Xuanyuan Moze wanted to let Xuanxuan stay, but before he could open his mouth, Fengjiu said, "Let Xuanxuan follow you! I feel more at ease."
Hearing this, he nodded, and then went to the grove with many others.
Fengjiu watched them leave and saw Xuanyuan Moze sitting in a wheelchair, with Xuanyuan Moze pushing it from behind. The two of them flew into the air and headed towards the grove. When they could no longer be seen, she moved her gaze upwards to the night sky above the grove.
"I didn't notice it during the day, but after midnight, the evil aura is so heavy." She said softly, a little surprised. She didn't expect that there would be such a heavy evil aura in such a place.
At this time, Leng Hua took a deep breath, exhaled slowly and opened his eyes. After looking at the wound on his hand, he stood up.
"master."
Fengjiu lifted the curtain with one hand, looked at him, and asked, "How are you? Are you feeling better?"
"It's better now, but I still feel a trace of coldness in my body." Leng Hua said, clenching his palms slightly and feeling that his palms were also cold.
Feng Jiu looked at his expression and said, "Come closer."
Leng Hua followed her instructions and walked up to the carriage, then extended his hand at her signal.
Leng Shuang watched from the side with some concern. Seeing her master taking Leng Hua's pulse and then taking his hand back after a while, she asked, "Master, how is he?"
Feng Jiu's expression was slightly serious, and she said: "This evil spirit is much more powerful than I thought, and the evil spirit in your body has not been completely eliminated." As she spoke, she glanced at the two children dancing with their little hands on the couch, called Tun Yun out, and asked them to play in the carriage while she got out of the carriage.
She grabbed Leng Hua's injured hand and checked the wound, then mobilized the spiritual energy in her body, and used her other hand to condense the spiritual energy and force it upwards from the palm of her hand.
Leng Hua only felt that a spiritual energy carrying the heat of the Phoenix's scorching flame was flowing through his veins. As it flowed, he only felt a surge of warmth in his body, dispelling the cold and gloomy air in his body.