Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

"Yi Kun!"

"Cough, cough, cough."

Leng Yikun only lost his strength, but there was nothing serious.

At most, a small hole was torn apart by Qian Jiyun and the two of them somewhere in the body, and there was no fear of life.

On the other hand, Qian Jiyun and the two of them used too much magic power. If it wasn't for the support of the two of them with their original soul power, they would have really worried about their lives.

"Brother, sister-in-law, are you all right?"

Yu Rong ran in front of the two of them and was startled when they saw their pale faces.

"fine."

An Jiuyue waved at him, took out a porcelain bottle, poured out two medicinal pills from it, and distributed one to Qian Jiyun.

"Ji Yun, eat a magic source pill first."

Qian Jiyun took the Magic Source Pill and threw it directly into his mouth, then watched An Jiuyue eat the Magic Source Pill, and then handed her water.

It wasn't until both of them took the medicine pill that An Jiuyue took out another porcelain bottle and handed it to Yu Rong.

"Send it to Leng Yikun, and his body needs to be taken care of."

"You still care about him?"

Yu Rong pouted and opened his mouth angrily.

If it weren't for Leng Yikun, where would there be such a thing? Although he also knew that Leng Yikun could not be blamed for this, but without Leng Yikun, there would be no such thing, right?

"Let you go, why is there so much nonsense?" Qian Jiyun glared at him.

"Okay, okay, I can't go."

What else can Yu Rong say? He can only take the porcelain bottle in An Jiuyue's hand and walk towards the father and son of Sect Master Leng.

…

the other side.

Madam Leng woke up from the pain, and when she saw the room full of pharmacists, she realized that her arm was gone.

"what!"

She screamed, unable to break free from the pain of losing her arm.

Who was it that actually hit her with such a ruthless hand, cutting off her arm directly. She didn't see it clearly just now. As soon as she felt pain in her hand, she was beaten out and fell to the ground.

"Ma'am, how are you, ma'am?"

Seeing the screams of her own wife, Mammy quickly stepped forward to check the situation.

"My arm, where is my arm?" Madam Leng grabbed the mammy with her left hand and questioned her.

Even if her arm is cut off, as long as the arm is still there, it can be attached, right? But why, when she turned her head to the right side, she didn't see it?

She endured the pain and questioned Mammy with scarlet eyes.

"arm…"

Mammy didn't know what to say, and hesitated for a while.

"Ma'am, the old slave went over there to look, but I couldn't find your arm at all." She said cautiously.

In fact, she had already asked the disciples who were present at the time, where is the lady's arm, and that arm has long been mashed into flesh.

But how dare she say this to Madam Leng, if she did, how could Madam accept it?

"Who, who is it, Mrs. Ben is going to kill him!"

Mrs. Leng screamed and vowed to kill the person who cut off her arm. Until this moment, she still felt that her arm was cut off by someone.

"Have you found out who it is? Take him to Mrs. Ben, and Mrs. Ben will tear him to pieces!"

"Uh."

Mammy was choked.

She had known the situation at the time. Madam broke into some formation and was smashed by the formation.

If it hadn't been ejected at the time, the whole person might have been mixed up, and even his life would have been lost. As for who created this formation, none of the disciples present could tell.