Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

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Outside the Junlin Hall, there was already the sound of fighting. Hundreds of dead soldiers were attacking the Junlin Hall from different directions. Fortunately, Mo Aotian had taken precautions before and made a response strategy.

As soon as the people of the King's Landing Hall and the dead soldiers come into contact, it will be your death and my death.

Although those dead soldiers have the appearance of humans, can breathe and feel pain, none of them are afraid of death. They are speechless and have been soaked in poison since they were young. Ordinary poisons cannot be used on them. method.

It is much more difficult to cut them with swords than to cut ordinary people.

But even so, when the two sides fought, the people from Junlin Palace were still better than them. In just half a quarter of an hour, a small number of the dead soldiers had turned into corpses.

Qian Jiyun and An Jiuyue stood on the roof, looking at the bright lights everywhere.

"There are so many people. Killing them like this is not an option, right?"

An Jiuyue looked at the dead soldiers who were not even afraid of death, and asked Qian Jiyun beside her. She watched the dead soldiers in black being chopped without even frowning.

They didn't frown, but she frowned.

She had heard that the families in Wulong Mountain had the habit of raising dead warriors. They started raising dead warriors from childhood. For those clans, dead warriors were not human lives, they were just objects that could be thrown out. Just chess pieces.

but……

"Are we really going to kill all these people?" she asked hesitantly.

"Death or immortality is nothing to these people."

Qian Jiyun reached out and hugged her into his arms, spoke softly, glanced at the sent soldiers, and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

"Dead instead, it may be a relief for them, and it also saves them the pain of being corroded by poison for many years."

"I didn't say these people didn't deserve to die."

An Jiuyue shook her head. She wanted to deal with the people in Junlin Palace, but she was not merciful enough yet and wanted to intercede for these people.

"It's just that the head of the Ling family must have some purpose in letting these people die. I don't know what he wants. Does he want to use these lives to arouse the dissatisfaction of the major families against the King's Landing Palace?"

"maybe."

Qian Jiyun narrowed his eyes and nodded.

"Only these dead soldiers can make all the major families dissatisfied with Junlin Palace and then take action against you? Do you think too highly of these dead soldiers?"

All the major families can listen to the words of the Ling Family Master and hand over these dead soldiers to him. They must not care about such dead soldiers, right?

Just like this, can we stir up big trouble? Why doesn't she believe it?

"It's not as simple as the lives of a few dead soldiers. I just gave them a reason." Qian Jiyun chuckled and looked down at An Jiuyue.

Hearing this, An Jiuyue also understood that this was a reason to stir up trouble, a reason that could give the head of the Ling family enough persuasiveness to persuade those noble families to come together to deal with Junlin Hall.

"That's right. This Ling family leader probably wants to get what I have, right?"

There are only two things on her body that came back to her hands after returning to Wulong Mountain. One is the Life Stone, and the other is the Little Flame Raccoon.

The little Yanli was stabbed out by the Ling Family Master, so it was definitely not it anymore. Therefore, the only thing left was the Life Stone. So, the Ling Family Master wanted to get the Life Stone?

The biggest function of the Life Stone is to put it bluntly, it is to prolong life, and it is only something that benefits her alone.