Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

"The lord hasn't come back yet."

The little ancestor curled his lips indifferently and continued to eat the fruit.

Lao Lin: "..."

Just like this, this little ancestor still wants to defend the land and kill the monsters? Don't kill the monster, but be harmed instead!

"Little prince, let's stay in the camp for now and don't want to go anywhere. From now on, I will bring you food and drink in the camp. Just practice hard."

After those two have removed all the evil obstacles in Hua Yan Jue's life and everything is at peace, then let this little ancestor go out.

If this really happens, who can bear this responsibility? Although this little ancestor is a little squeamish, to be honest, his brain is still online. If he becomes a superior, it is still okay.

"I've been going to Zhan Yun Camp more recently to get some more food for you, the little prince," he said.

"Alright."

The little ancestor didn't say anything else, just let him practice as he was told. Anyway, he had the lowest cultivation level in the whole camp, so he should practice.

He had heard that when newcomers came to the camp in the past, they came here the same way. They practiced in the camp for a while, improved their cultivation level, and then went to defend the land and kill monsters with the old defenders.

Then slowly kill the monsters by yourself and become independent.

"Old Lin, you have to be careful when you go out. I was assassinated every day in the camp, not to mention you who are wandering outside every day, so you have to be even more careful."

Lao Lin: "..."

Can he, an ordinary guardian, compare with this little ancestor?

At first glance, those people came for the little ancestor. This little ancestor was really... He took back his words. This little ancestor was still too naive. He needed a lot of experience!

"I understand, little prince."

"As long as you understand, here, you can send these fruits to Feng Tang."

The little ancestor picked out some fruits from the basket and handed them to Lao Lin, asking him to deliver them to Feng Tang.

Lao Lin looked at it and raised his eyebrows. He had not forgotten what happened just now.

"Okay, I'll send it right away."

The life-saving grace must be repaid. This fruit is a good thing, so giving it to me should be regarded as repaying the favor.

This little ancestor still knows how to repay his kindness, but how to repay his kindness with the fruits he bought? Forget it, anyway, these fruits were bought for this uncle.

What you buy for him is his, and he can do with it whatever he wants.

"Little prince, you eat here, I'll be back soon."

As he spoke, he walked out, constantly thinking about who could be the one who would set his sights on the little prince.

And what benefits will killing the little prince bring to those people? Could it be that those people thought that if they killed the little prince, their northern desert camp would switch sides to their side?

This idea is really strange.

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"Feng Tang, I told you a long time ago, don't get involved in those things. Why don't you just disobey me?" On the other side, inside Feng Tang's tent, Yin Hao was filled with anger and he was holding Feng Tang's hand with one hand. Collar, asked angrily.

Why does he have to mind his own business?

"What does it have to do with you whether others are dead or not? Why do you have to meddle in this kind of business?!" He lowered his voice and shouted.

"Nothing?"

Feng Tang tilted his head and looked sideways at Yin Hao, who was grabbing his collar.

"You call that nosy?"

A human life, and it was from their northern desert camp, and it was a young prince. Yin Hao actually called this a nosy matter? If it weren't for the inappropriate time, he would really want to have a fight with these dogs in front of him.

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