Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Isn't he afraid that after Ming Fucheng returns, he will retaliate against him again? You know, although Mingfucheng is not powerful, the defenders in the camp are very powerful, and each of them is more powerful than Mingfucheng.

"Qian Jiyun, if you dare to attack Ming Fucheng, his people will not let you go."

Seeing the seriously injured Ming Fucheng, she screamed at Qian Jiyun. She knew very well that Qian Jiyun would not really kill Ming Fucheng because he could not afford to offend the Yueming Empire for the time being.

"I am a woman from Ming Fucheng. If you dare to hurt me, the people from the Yue Ming Empire will not let you go either. If you are sensible, let Rong Bo let me go. Maybe I can be okay once I am in a good mood. …”

"Shut up!"

Rong Gen raised his foot and stepped on Ye Chenglin's back, stepping her directly into the mud.

"Are you still pointing at Mingfucheng to save you? He can't even take care of himself now, how can he take care of you? Just dream!"

"ah!"

Ye Chenglin was stepped on so hard that she gritted her teeth and screamed, but after a while, she laughed crazily again, with a hint of malice flashing in her eyes.

"Qian Jiyun, you are such a coward, let alone Ming Fucheng, you don't even dare to kill me, haha, I have seen through it a long time ago, I have seen through it a long time ago.

When you meet someone stronger than you, you don't even dare to move, and you don't even dare to kill in Ming Fucheng. Otherwise, how could the people of the Yueming Empire let you go, taking your entire camp with them? Everyone must die.

And that bitch, that bitch named An Jiuyue...ah! "

Before she could finish her words, a slender sword passed directly through the palm of her left hand. She screamed, sweating profusely, and almost fainted from the pain.

"Whatever injury Ye Chengzong suffered, she was also injured." Qian Jiyun slowly pulled out the long sword from Ye Chenglin's palm, threw it to Rong Gen, and ordered him.

"Yes, Master."

Rong Gen nodded in response and stepped on Ye Chenglin's back with a little more force.

"Ye Chenglin, if someone can be as vicious as you, you are invincible. Don't you want Ye Chengzong to pave the way for you? Now, try to see how Ye Chengzong paved the way for you!"

When he thought about the woman at his feet actually hurting Ye Chengzong like that for his own future, he couldn't hold back the anger in his heart.

If he and Yannuo hadn't gone there in time, Ye Chengzong would have really died in Ye Chenglin's hands.

As for Ye Chenglin, she didn't feel that she had done anything wrong until now, and she was still complacent in thinking that as long as Ming Fucheng was around, they would not dare to kill her.

"No, no, you can't do that!"

Ye Chenglin was frightened by his words. How many injuries on Ye Chengzong's body were stabbed by her with a dagger? How could she not know?

How could she bear the same injury? She will die.

"I am from Mingfucheng, you can't kill me, you can't...ah!"

Before he finished speaking, the long sword in Rong Gen's hand was already slashing towards Ye Chenglin.

This long sword belongs to Ye Chengzong. Since Ye Chengzong can't handle this vicious sister now, let him take his place. He will replace Ye Chengzong and get rid of the scourge Ye Chenglin.

On the other side, while Ming Fucheng rolled his eyes, he was stuffed with a resurrecting pill again. Hearing Ye Chenglin's shrill screams in his ears really made him want to die.