They quickly glanced around the house and saw their child sitting safely on a pile of weeds nearby.

On the other side, Li Yutong was lying on the ground covered in blood, already unconscious. Next to her stood a man holding a whip and emitting a strong black aura. The eerie scene was chilling.

Jiang Suisui saw Jiang Yan walking towards her hurriedly with big strides, and his steady steps revealed endless concern.

She immediately stood up and jumped towards Jiang Yan like a happy little deer.

Jiang Yan steadily stretched out his arms and caught Jiang Suisui who rushed towards him, holding her tightly in his arms. There was a barely perceptible tremor in his voice: "Daddy is here, don't be afraid, Daddy is here."

After saying that, he exerted a little force with his hands, held Jiang Suisui in his arms and turned her around, as if to confirm that she was really unharmed.

Gu Yan'an and Gu Yanhe also hurried over and asked with concern, "Sui Sui, are you hurt?"

Jiang Suisui obediently returned to Jiang Yan's arms, hugged her father's neck tightly with both hands, shook her head like a rattle, and said to her two uncles: "Uncle, I'm fine, not hurt at all, really!"

Yu Yang's illusory figure swayed slowly in the dim light of the house. The resentment lingering around him seemed to be gradually blown away by a breeze. His figure became increasingly faint, and finally dissipated in front of everyone like a wisp of smoke.

Xu Chen and Jiang Qi froze in place, their eyes wide as bells. They pointed tremblingly at the direction where Yu Yang was disappearing, and exclaimed in unison, "That...that man has disappeared!"

The validity period of Jiang Suisui's Yin-Yang Talisman is about to expire.

Jiang Suisui raised her head slightly from Jiang Yan's embrace, her eyes following Yu Yang's almost transparent outline. Her expression was solemn as she said softly, "Uncle, I can give you a ride, but the seeds you sowed in your lifetime will yield what kind of fruit. You need to go down there and ask for it yourself."

Yu Yang's gaze slowly shifted away from the dying Li Yutong, who was breathing more heavily than out. His eyes were filled with relief and relief. He nodded slightly to Jiang Suisui, his voice hoarse but filled with gratitude: "I do. Thank you, little girl."