"Crunch~"

The moment the door was pushed open, a black sword shadow with a little cyclone and as cold as a snake passed directly through the fragile wooden door like slicing tofu, bringing out a little sawdust.

"Ahh

A frightened and immature female voice sounded in the doorway.

"Huh?"

Shu'er frowned, but did not continue to exert force.

The other party didn't fight back, and he didn't feel the powerful spiritual power fluctuations, but it was this immature female voice that made him stop.

"Huh~Huh~Huh~"

The other party's nervous panting voice due to fright was a little harsh under the silence at the moment.

"Who are you?" Shu'er realized that her throat was extremely dry, as dry as if she had swallowed a handful of sand.

His eyelashes fluttered, and a sore sensation spread from his body to his limbs, making him even a little unsteady on his feet.

And he felt a cold sweat in his palms, which was not allowed by a man with a sword.

But after all, he was still sick, and with his current physical state, the blow just now had already consumed a lot of his strength.

"I, I'm Yunqing......" The immature female voice seemed to be holding back her crying, and said with a little grievance, "It's my father who saved you, and I've been taking care of you for the past few days......"

Her voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end she was humming quietly, as if she was scared and aggrieved.

When Shu'er heard her say this, she already believed most of it in her heart. With a little force, he was about to pull his sword back from the door.

But the sword seemed to have taken root in the door, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not pull it out.

"Could it be?!" Shu'er felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his back, and his expression immediately became extremely serious.

The dark green spiritual power rushed straight towards Shu'er from the other end of the sword at an extremely fast speed.

"Daddy!" the immature female voice sounded at this moment.

"Click~" The door was instantly covered with cracks.

"Damn. Shu'er held the hilt of the sword, and the pale cyan spiritual power passed from his hand to the sword body, but even so, the dark green spiritual power still pounced on Shu'er with a devastating trend.

At this moment, Shu'er suddenly felt as if a flame was burning in his left chest, and a powerful force instantly surged towards his arm.

"Bang!" The air around him at this moment was squeezed and deformed by the instantaneous gathering of powerful spiritual power, and the huge impact force also destroyed the wooden door that was already full of cracks.

At this time, reflecting the moonlight, he saw a slightly annoyed face.

The man was dressed in animal skins, with shoulder-length hair and deep eyes. Although he has a little gray hair, it still does not affect the handsome feeling of his face.

Next to the man stood a girl who was slightly shorter than Shu'er, looking up at the man, her face full of anxiety.

"You can't bully him!" said childish* with anger in his voice.

Shu'er's heart warmed, and she had the idea of retracting her strength.

But Shu'er was already a little unable to control her strength at the moment.

To be precise, there seems to be an endless amount of power pouring out of the left chest, more and more, and it is becoming more and more difficult to control.

"Oh no!" Shu'er's face changed again, and he had a sense of foreboding.

"Huh?" The man holding the blade of the Mozang sword also noticed something unusual, the power was getting stronger and stronger, something abnormal.

"Huh~Huh~" Shu'er's breath gradually became heavy and fast, and he could clearly feel the huge load on his body.

"Left, left chest. Shu'er said intermittently.

The man seemed to react, only to see him step forward with an arrow and tear Shu'er's shirt with one hand.

On Shu'er's left chest, thin line-like and curvy black lines covered half of Shu'er's left chest, slowly releasing power and light.

And in the middle of this thin black line, a small black dot the size of a grain of rice is flickering and brightening.

"Ahh

I saw that the man was holding the hilt of the sword with his left hand, on the one hand, he was holding back the power on the sword, and on the other hand, he was quickly pinching, as if he was forming a formation.

"Hold on!" The man looked at Shu'er's confused eyes, couldn't help but be a little anxious, and shouted loudly!

Either way, it's not a good thing to pass out.

And the thin black lines on Shu'er's chest are also getting longer and longer at this time, as if they are growing wildly.

The impact of this force made Shu'er extremely uncomfortable, but Shu'er was still conscious at this moment.

Shu'er looked at the lines on her left chest, and there was no trace of fear in her heart, but she was a little curious and excited.

"Ning!" the man stretched out his right hand, the tip of his right index finger on the black dot the size of a grain of rice, and the thin black thread that grew wildly stopped at this moment.

In the next moment, all the thin black threads quickly retracted into the black dots the size of a grain of rice.

At the critical moment, the formation was completed.

And Shu'er was also at this moment, her body was weak, her eyes were flowering, and she fainted.

The man's right hand quickly stepped forward and caught Shu'er's fallen body.

"Dad!" Yun Qing couldn't help but be a little at a loss when he saw this situation, "How is he?" ”

"It's hard to say," the man muttered for a moment, "I've only seen him happen in my life, but he should be fine now." ”

The man said as he picked up Shu'er and put him back on the bed.

After that, the man looked at the ink in his hand, and then at Shu'er.

There was a soft groan from the sword, as if it were a little annoyed.

"Good sword. The sword was retracted from its scabbard and put it back under Shu'er's pillow, and the man covered Shu'er with the quilt.

"I'll continue to take care of this place, Qing'er, you go and rest. ”

Yun Qing looked at his father and then at Shu'er on the bed.

She didn't understand why Shu'er had such a big reaction, if it weren't for her father's presence, she might have been hurt by him.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but be a little angry.

"Hmph!" Yun Qing stomped his foot, turned around and went out.

The man looked at Yun Qing's back and couldn't help muttering, "How did I provoke her again." ”