Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

He can't die, and he doesn't want to die either! He is a person with mediocre qualifications. He finally got the status of a disciple of the sect. He has been unknown in the sect for these years and has no chance of getting ahead. He originally thought it would continue like this, but he didn't know that God gave him another opportunity. He met the evil cultivator and sealed Yancheng. He got the opportunity to become a member of the evil cultivator, and his cultivation speed increased. At this time, how could he be willing to let him die? But he couldn't give in anymore, because after everyone fell silent, Senior Brother Xiao took out the long sword he carried with him and walked towards him. "Woo!" He twisted his body and tried to retreat. But with his body tied, he couldn't retreat at all, and could only watch as Senior Brother Xiao got closer and closer to him. The long sword in his hand was filled with a cold air, which made goosebumps all over his body. He kept shaking his head, trying to beg for mercy, but it was all in vain. In the end, he died under Senior Brother Xiao's sword and never breathed again. "Let him die like this, it's really easy for him!" The new disciples of the sect were not relieved when they saw that he was dead. It's in vain that they take such good care of this bitch. Seeing that he has a low level of cultivation, they don't let him go out to look for food. Also, considering that he is a disciple of Wenjian Sect, they give him a share of the delicious food first! I didn't expect that the Wenjian Sect would cause such a disaster. If people from other sects found out about this, the Wenjian Sect's home page would be lost, right? Not to mention, they are taking care of Zong Zhengtian for nothing! "If it wasn't inappropriate to speak out at this moment, I really want to cut him into pieces!" "Forget it, just throw the body out." Someone sighed lightly. Who would have thought that this Zong Zhengtian would be an evil cultivator? Woolen cloth? "Well, throw it away to the City Lord's Mansion!" Qian Yizheng rarely responded. If you want to play, play big. If you dare to place chess pieces among the disciples of their sect, you must be prepared to be frightened. Who says they can only live with their tail between their legs in the territory of evil cultivators? They can still do some big things. "What? Where did you throw it?" When Min Yi heard this, he almost asked in a sharp voice. Go to the city lord's mansion? Does he want to be chased by evil cultivators like him? Throwing a corpse over will always make some noise, right? No matter who goes, he won't go anyway. Even if he has poisonous powder in his hand, it won't be enough for him to dare to break into the city lord's mansion. "Who is going?" "It's not you anyway." Qian Yizheng glanced at him faintly and said. There are some things that they don't have to do on their own, because there are still paper people there. So many people were paralyzed by poison tonight, so many people must have gathered on the streets. Taking advantage of this moment, it would be okay to let Paper Man throw a body to the city lord's palace. "As long as it's not me." Min Yi curled his lips, then turned around and walked to little Noonuo, bent down and picked him up. "Nono, let's go to sleep. If we don't sleep, we won't be able to grow taller." Little Milkman: "..." You can't grow taller, and your whole family can't grow taller! If you don't want to go, just go. Why use him as an excuse? He only slept during the day, and now he can't sleep at all! But as a small one, he couldn't fight, so he could only let Min Yi carry him back to the house, because he knew that no one would be willing to keep him here anymore, and they all thought it was time for him to sleep. Go to sleep, go to sleep, at worst he can just lie down and practice. It's not like he has never done such a thing before.