Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

"I really hope the plane traveler will come back soon and kill all these assassins!" he said bitterly.

"Okay, the assassin will definitely not be caught. Old Lin, you and Tong Xin will guard the little prince tonight. Everyone else should go back." The lord waved to everyone.

The defenders will have to defend the area tomorrow. There are monsters there, and it is not a place where they can be distracted, so everyone needs to rest.

"I'll come too."

Seeing that everyone was preparing to go back, Feng Tang took the initiative to speak.

He was really worried that only Lao Lin and Tong Xin were with the young prince, so he should keep an eye on him at night.

Hearing this, the lord turned to look at Feng Tang, raised his hand, and patted his shoulder, "Sorry to trouble you."

After saying that, he turned around and left. Tomorrow morning, he would have to defend the territory and kill the monsters. He was very tired right now. He didn't want to waste a moment, he just wanted to sleep.

"Little prince, go to sleep, I'll guard you here."

After everyone left, Feng Tang looked at the little prince and said.

"oh oh."

The little prince didn't say anything else. Just go to sleep. As long as no one rushes to chop him again, you can do whatever you want.

"I have a bell here. You can hang it on the door." As he said that, he took out a bell from the box he brought.

It's really noisy tonight. It's okay if everyone doesn't sleep. Why not hang a bell on the door, so that if someone comes in, everyone will be able to react immediately.

Feng Tang took the initiative to take the bell and hung it on the door.

The rest of the night was fine, no more assassins came to the door.

Of course, things like the North Desert Camp happened in many camps, but everyone had taken precautions after assassinating during the day, and no one succeeded. At most, someone was injured.

…

The next day, Lao Lin set out for Zhan Yun Camp early in the morning.

When leaving his camp, the lord specifically told him that he must ask when the plane traveler would come back. If he didn't know, ask the people at Zhanyun Camp to send someone back to urge him.

Lao Lin responded indiscriminately, thinking that all the plane shuttlers had returned and he had already met people.

But he didn't dare to say this to anyone else, as long as he was the only one who knew about it.

By the time he came all the way and arrived at Zhan Yun Camp, it was almost noon. Gong Cheng went to the plane again and had just arrived. There were quite a lot of things this time. Gong Cheng was surrounded by many defenders.

"It's indeed too late."

He shouldn't have set off so late, but there was nothing he could do. The assassin made trouble last night. His chest still hurts, and he was reluctant to use the elixir. When he was lying in bed, he didn't even want to get up.

However, even though this is said, when it is time to take action, you still have to take action.

"Save some for me, Brother Gong, tell me what you have today. I want some too. My little ancestor can't eat some."

While he was talking, he dove into the crowd and grabbed food and vegetables.

Gong Cheng heard the sound and looked up at Lao Lin, stunned for a moment.

You were fine yesterday, but why is your face so blue today? Is it because you were beaten?

Isn't it? Yesterday, I brought so much fruit back, and how could I still be beaten by that little ancestor in their camp? If this were the case, how bad would the little ancestor’s temper be?

He muttered something in his mind, and then continued to stare at the guardians buying grain and vegetables.

Anyway, he had plenty of time to ask this guy.

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