Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

The deputy general understood what he meant and handed his bow to Ming Fucheng. Ming Fucheng wanted to shoot that person to death before telling the soldiers that this was Zhanling Empire’s scheme.

This way, Zhan Beiye would not have any more tricks up his sleeve.

“Die!” Ming Fucheng took the bow and arrow, aimed at the sacrificial warrior, and released the shot.

However, the arrow never pierced the sacrificial warrior’s body. When the arrow was about to hit him, it seemed to collide with something, coming to a sudden halt and dropping to the ground.

“He used an artifact!” Ming Fucheng was speechless, and the hatred in his heart grew.

Zhan Beiye had used an artifact to protect a mere sacrificial warrior. He was deliberately going against him!

With this sacrificial warrior still alive, he could not shift the blame for Yue Suiyu’s death onto Zhan Beiye. The cause of Yue Suiyu’s death would be revealed sooner or later.

“Zhan Beiye! ” He gritted his teeth hatefully.

“Ming Fucheng, are you trying to silence him? I won’t give you the chance to. I want everyone in Yueming Empire to know that you sent people to kill your biological sister!”

Just as he was thinking about what to do, Zhan Beiye’s voice rang out from the city wall.

Even amidst the roars of the many demonic beasts, he could clearly hear Zhan Beiye because he spoke with Original Soul energy.

“You’re really ruthless. I had no intention of killing Yue Suiyu, the princess of an enemy empire, but you couldn’t wait to send someone to kill her. Ming Fucheng, what are you thinking?”

“Zhan Beiye!” Ming Fucheng gritted his teeth and glared angrily at Zhan Beiye on the city wall.

He had told the soldiers in the camp that Zhan Beiye had killed Princess Yue Suiyu. This would eliminate a huge hindrance and increase the soldiers’ motivation to win.

However, Zhan Beiye actually captured his sacrificial warrior alive!

“Ming Fucheng, you think you can capture this city by attacking today? Dream on! Didn’t you see how many soldiers your army has lost in the past few days? It’s more than twice as many as us, right?

“Yet you’re still so confident? Ming Fucheng, I really don’t know if you’re bold or unafraid of death.

“Oh, I forgot. You’re not the one who’ll die. Your soldiers will. What do their lives have to do with you? That must be what you think, right?”

Zhan Beiye continued standing on the city wall, shouting at the Yueming army.

He raised his hand and pinched his throat after shouting. He even coughed lightly and smiled at Ming Fucheng pretentiously.

“Zhan Beiye, stop spouting nonsense!”

Anxious, Ming Fucheng shot an arrow at Zhan Beiye. However, he did not succeed. The arrow fell before it could even get close to Zhan Beiye.

The sight of it falling only made him angrier. His body trembled with rage.

What’s wrong with Zhan Beiye? When did he become so talkative? Ming Fucheng had always known him as someone who was cold and silent.

“You’re the one who killed my sister, but you’re trying to blame me? Zhan

Beiye, don’t you think you’re shameless?”