Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

"ah!"

The junior sister screamed and fell to the ground. The note in her hand flew out and fell into the crowd.

"Junior sister, are you okay?"

The female disciple who was kicking someone looked at the junior sister beside him and asked with concern.

"It's okay, senior sister, it's just that this person is too dirty."

The female disciple whose clothes were ripped away reached out and brushed off her clothes. She looked disgusted, and her sharp eyes glanced at the junior sister who fell to the ground.

Her face is quite good, and it meets the standards of their Saintess Sect for accepting disciples. Unfortunately, she is mute, and her cultivation level is pitifully low.

"A person like you wants to recommend yourself to become a disciple of the Saintess Sect. Are you worthy? You dare to soil this fairy's clothes. You really deserve death!"

As she said that, she walked towards the little junior sister, raised her foot and kicked, and kept kicking.

Several other female disciples saw this and joined in. They kicked the little junior sister until she was rolling on the ground holding her head. In the end, all that was left was the sound of 'Ahhh'.

She wanted to explain that it was not a self-recommendation letter, but a frame-up letter that she wanted to frame the Qing family and those little losers who had neglected her.

It's a pity that she couldn't speak at all, so she couldn't explain it, so she was forced to be beaten.

Not long after, the Ninth Senior Brothers heard the noise and hurried over. Although they couldn't see the face of the person who was beaten clearly, they heard the voice was their little Junior Sister.

Senior Sister Jun wanted to raise her foot to stop her, but someone stretched out her hand and pulled her back.

She turned around and looked around, and saw the fifth senior brother shaking his head at her, "Don't go, just watch."

The junior sister should also be taught a lesson. Does she think that the disciples of the Saintess Sect are the ones she wants to find, so they can give her a good look? They are cruel, and now, the junior sister has learned a lesson.

Senior Sister Jun raised her foot and took it back again. She could only watch helplessly as the disciples of the Saintess Sect punched, kicked and insulted the young Senior Sister.

She silently thought to herself that this is what the junior sister brought upon herself and has nothing to do with anyone else.

After the fifth senior brother stopped Senior Sister Jun, he walked to the crowd on the other side, stepped on the note thrown away by the younger junior sister, and crushed it several times.

When he raised his feet again, the note had already turned into powder.

Only then did he feel relieved, and returned to stand beside the Ninth Senior Brother and the others, watching coldly as the little Junior Sister was being taught a lesson by the people from the Saintess Sect.

Although they couldn't justify it when they saw their disciples being bullied, but who could blame the younger junior sister for asking for it?

If you don't want to be bullied like this, don't come to ask for a beating.

In the end, several disciples of the Saintess Sect beat the little junior sister unconscious before letting her go. One of them took a sip on the little junior sister and left.

The people watching the excitement around them also left one after another when they saw that the excitement was no longer there.

They were not surprised by such things. This girl dared to offend the disciples of the Saintess Sect. She was not seeking death. All she could say was that she deserved it.

After everyone dispersed, the fifth senior brother stepped forward and looked at the unconscious little junior sister.

"Junior sister Jun, drag her back."

After all, men and women couldn't understand each other, and he didn't want to be left behind next to Junior Sister anymore, so he just let Junior Sister Jun and the others get him back.

"good."

Junior Sister Jun nodded and looked at the younger Junior Sister with furrowed eyebrows.

I thought to myself, how can this little junior sister be so capable of mischief? Can't you just be more at ease?