Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Chapter 1984 How many days can you live?

Qian Jiyun, who originally just wanted to let his wife coax him for a while, then throw the baby into the space: "..."

With this attitude, it’s strange that Qian Yinuo’s kid can still sleep. He probably won’t have to sleep at all this night. Fortunately, they are all cultivators. Even if they don’t sleep for days and nights, they won’t be able to sleep. Feeling tired.

"Master, someone is coming."

Just when he was about to hold the little guy in his arms, the dragon soul in the space reminded him.

He made a move, looked at the door, and estimated that it was still far away. It would be impossible to get through in a short while, so he ignored it and reached out to take the little guy into his arms.

"Let me hold you, people are here."

I just found a reason to hold the baby in my arms.

But the little guy was not happy. He was finally held and played with by his mother for a while, and then his stinky father brought him back. It was easy for him.

So, the little baby kept mumbling for a while, and then very unceremoniously slapped his own father on the face.

If little Nono could speak, he would definitely stare at his stinky father with great dissatisfaction and yell: If you take over me, if you don't let me play with my mother, I'll beat him!

"little things!"

Qian Jiyun helplessly grabbed her son's hand and stuffed it back into the quilt that wrapped him.

"Mom has been on the road recently, but she is very tired. Can't you be considerate of your mother? Go to bed and don't make any more noise." I don't know if my son understands it. Anyway, it's enough to educate him.

Then, he directly stuffed the person back into the space and let the paper man and the dragon soul play with him.

Not long after, there was a sound of a wheelchair rolling on the ground, followed by a knock on the door. Qian Jiyun stood up and went to open the door. What caught his eye was Leng Yikun sitting in a wheelchair, and behind the wheelchair, It was Sect Leader Leng who pushed it.

"Sir, has the high priest rested?"

Sect Leader Leng looked at Qian Jiyun and asked with slight embarrassment and apology in his eyes.

"Come in first."

Qian Jiyun opened the door wide, turned around and walked in, signaling for them to come in.

With his permission, Sect Leader Leng pushed Leng Yikun into the room, and then saw An Jiuyue sitting on a chair, drinking tea leisurely.

"High Priest, my subordinates have brought my son Yi Kun. He...is still alive and has not died of illness."

"Um."

An Jiuyue nodded her head lightly,

uu看书; did not show surprise.

"Why does a good living person have to declare that he is dead? Sect Master Leng." She asked.

"this……"

Mentioning this, Sect Master Leng had a look of loneliness on his face.

"To be honest with the high priest, it is an accident that my son Yi Kun is still alive. At that time, everyone thought that he had died of illness. My subordinates also accidentally discovered that Yi Kun was still breathing in the coffin. Therefore, Take the person back to the secret room.

Afterwards, it was Yi Kun who didn’t want everyone to know that he was still alive, and it was also because his body was really..."

As he spoke, he shook his head.

Who can know how many days his son can live?

"High Priest, please don't blame my father. He did it at my request. I didn't want others to know that I was still alive. My body is a drag on everyone.

I was just thinking that if everyone knew that I was still alive, Ni Chen would definitely not be able to enter the Yongye Sect safely. I thought that instead of making the Yongye Sect uneasy, it would be better to let everyone think that I had gone. That would be fine. , worry less.