Yue Xianling turned her head to look, and four figures leaped off the back of the giant crane, hurrying towards her and Su Chen.
"Ling'Er, Ling'Er, are you alright?"
The one leading them was none other than the graceful Wen Ruyu, but her jade-like face was full of panic.
Yue Xianling held Su Chen, tears still streaming down her face, "Mother, I'm fine, but Su Chen he... wuuu... "
Wen Ruyu tenderly embraced her daughter, noticing her fragrant shoulders trembling uncontrollably, feeling a sour pain in her heart, "It's alright, Su Chen will be fine, you two children..."
Niu Yuanshan picked up Su Chen, checked his breath and pulse with his hand, and examined various parts of his body, frowning deeply, "Fortunately, there are no internal injuries, otherwise he would be in serious trouble. At such a young age, injuring the internal organs would mean he could no longer cultivate in the future."
