Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

At the thought of Shang Ningyi, he turned around and looked in his direction. He saw the man looking at him gloomily.

“F*ck. He’s still looking at me?” He cursed and glared fiercely in Shang Ningyi’s direction.

“Shouldn’t he be looking at you?” An Zhiyi asked.

“Why would he be looking at me? I didn’t offend him,” Fu Ming muttered.

Would he have been duped if he had not acted foolishly and tried to deal with his second brother? It was ultimately his fault. He could not blame anyone else because he had brought it on himself.

Qian Jiyun was speechless.

An Zhiyi was speechless.

Yan Nuo was speechless.

Was Fu Ming sure he had not offended Shang Ningyi?

Fu Ming was probably the only one who could be staunchly righteous like this.

Since Qian Jiyun had gone to Camp Zhe Mu, An Jiuyue had nothing to do.

She wanted to visit Qian Yizheng and Qian Yirong, but they brought the warrior-servants out to fight demonic beasts.

She could not find them, so she made some food for them and placed it in the camp.

She was about to return to her tent to refine in her space when a figure rushed toward her.

Sensing a murderous aura, she took two steps back subconsciously.

“Ah!”

With a scream, she saw a woman lying on the ground. The dagger in her hand had made a long cut on her body.

“Shang Ningluo?”

She was not mistaken. This person was Shang Ningluo. However, she seemed too down and out.

Her hair was disheveled, and her face was bruised. She looked as if she had been severely beaten. An Jiuyue could also smell a pungent stench from Shang Ningluo.

It was poison. It had the aura of a poisonous pill that Shang Ningluo, an intermediate medicine refiner, could not refine.

“An Jiuyue, I’ll kill you!”

Shang Ningluo’s eyes were filled with darkness, and her body exuded a murderous intent. She looked like she wanted to kill An Jiuyue.

She pointed her dagger at An Jiuyue.

“Kill me? With the dagger in your hand?” An Jiuyue looked at her in amusement and then at the dagger.

Shang Ningluo wanted to kill her with this? Was she so angry that she had forgotten she was an Original Soul energy cultivator?

“It seems like Xue Fangyang treats you badly.”

“An Jiuyue!”

At the mention of Xue Fangyang, Shang Ningluo’s murderous aura intensified.

It was all because of An Jiuyue. If she had not snatched Qian Jiyun away, she would have married him long ago. She would not have met that vicious demon, Xue Fangyang.

That man was inhumane. In just a few days, he tortured her until she was on the verge of going insane.

“It’s your fault! It’s all your fault! I’ll kill you!”

She was about to stab An Jiuyue with the dagger when a few guardians rushed over and captured her.

“Take her down and tie her up.”

The guardians did not see Shang Ningluo’s face clearly. One of them pushed her to the ground, while another stepped on her hand, which was holding the dagger, into the mud.

Shang Ningluo screamed and had no choice but to throw the dagger aside. She wanted to retract her hand..