Everyone sat around the fire, roasting themselves and chatting, and they also warmed up some wine to drink to warm themselves up. However, as the sky outside grew darker, there seemed to be a sound of horse hooves coming this way.
Almost at the moment they heard the sound of horse hooves outside, Du Fan and others who were sitting by the fire stood up: "I'll go see who it is." Du Fan said, and walked out. Unexpectedly, before he reached the blocked door, the door was kicked open with great force.
"Bang!"
There was a loud crash and the sound of wooden boards being cracked. Even on a rainy night, it was very loud, and thus scared the two children who were about to fall asleep in the arms of Feng Jiu and Xuanyuan Mo Ze.
"Wow! Wow..."
The two children were frightened by the sudden sound of kicking the door. Their little bodies trembled and they started crying.
Seeing the two children being frightened, Xuanyuan Moze's aura suddenly turned cold. The powerful aura that was so attractive and filled with murderous intent spread out, causing the monk Yijie who was sitting next to them to lower his eyes and whisper, "Amitabha."
Feng Jiu frowned slightly, and looked towards the temple gate with cold eyes, comforting the two children: "Be good, don't cry, mother is here."
She coaxed him softly, patting the child's back with one hand. Perhaps it was because he heard Feng Jiu's gentle voice and felt her familiar breath, the little Muchen in her arms pursed his lips and sobbed softly, but he didn't cry anymore, just blinked his clear watery eyes and looked at her innocently.
"It's okay, Daddy and Mommy are here. Daddy and Mommy are with you, it's okay!" Fengjiu coaxed softly. Seeing that her son had stopped crying, the girl was still crying loudly.
"Come, let me hold you." Fengjiu said, handing her son, who had stopped crying, to Xuanyuan Moze, and she took over her daughter who was still crying.
Xuanyuan Moze was worried that his aura would scare the child, so when Fengjiu's voice came, he restrained his anger, hugged his son who was blinking at him, and ordered in a calm voice: "Don't let any of them in!"
The deep voice exuded a powerful aura; even if it was just one sentence, it could make people feel an overwhelming pressure.
Gray Wolf and the others were already angry after seeing the man outside kick open the door and scare the two children. Now when they heard what their master said, they stood up immediately.
"You really deserve to be punished!" Gray Wolf said, and was about to attack the person who kicked the door open. However, Du Fan, who walked forward first, had already sent out a stream of air with the fan in his hand when the other person kicked open the wooden door and stepped in.
“Swoosh! Bang!”
The air from the fan rushed out with a whoosh sound, and the man who was stepping in was knocked out at an incredibly fast speed. With a muffled groan, the man flew backwards and fell into the wind outside.
"puff!"
The man lying on the ground covered his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood. He tried to stand up, but fell down again halfway.
This scene was something that the people outside had not expected. For a moment, they all looked at the man lying on the ground expressionlessly. After a while, a voice came from the carriage in the middle that was protected by the monks on horseback.