Fengjiu took out medicine and a piece of cloth from the space, and applied the medicine to stop the bleeding, while blaming him: "You too, don't you know that you will hurt your hand? I will be worried if you hurt yourself."
"I'm sorry." Xuanyuan Moze said apologetically, having calmed down.
He watched Fengjiu bandage his hand, and after Leng Shuang cleaned up the things on the table, he looked at the monk: "If what you said is true, is there any way to break it? There is always a way to break every disaster, there must be a way."
The monk looked at him, was silent for a while, and shook his head: "I am powerless and don't know how to break this calamity. After all, what I know is limited."
Feng Jiu held Xuanyuan Moze's hand and put it down. After looking at him, she looked at the monk and said, "Even if what you said is true, you should know that I am not originally from this world, and I can come here and become the monarch of heaven and earth here. So, what else can't we do?"
She looked aside and landed on the two children, saying, "Since they have already been born, they are already living beings in this world. Even if they have to go through 81 trials and tribulations, I believe that one day they will grow from the tribulations and become strong just like us!"
Listening to her words, Xuanyuan Moze's heart gradually calmed down. Yes, he and she had come this far step by step. Although they were the fate of the Emperor and Phoenix Star, the suffering they had experienced over the years was unimaginable to others. They had also overcome disasters time and time again, grown from the disasters, and achieved today's strength!
Their children, who inherited their powerful bloodline, should be the same!
After the monk put away his things, he said goodbye to the two of them: "See you later, both of you."
Fengjiu stood up and said, "Let me see you off, Master! Please." As she spoke, she made a gesture of invitation.
The monk turned around and walked out with Fengjiu.
When they arrived at the gate, the monk stopped and said, "Donor, just send it here!"
"Master, be careful on the road." Fengjiu said.
“Amitabha.” The monk put his hands together, looked at Fengjiu steadily, and said, “You are a blessed person, and you are always helped by noble people in your life. The same is true for your two children. When they were born, they were blessed by powerful people from all sides. As long as they can meet the noble people in their life, they will definitely turn danger into safety.”
"Thank you for your kind words, Master." Fengjiu thanked him.
The monk nodded slightly, then turned and left.
Seeing the monk disappear from her sight, Fengjiu withdrew her gaze and murmured softly, "My destined benefactor? Who could it be?" She sighed softly in her heart and turned to walk inside.
When they arrived at the main courtyard, she saw Xuanyuan Moze holding her daughter in his arms and coaxing his son in the crib with a rattle. She walked up to him and said, "Don't worry too much. Sometimes man proposes, God disposes. Many things haven't happened yet, and no one knows what will happen."
She picked up her son from the crib and said, "Your children are so smart and cute. Even if they are in trouble, they will surely turn it into good fortune."