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Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

When she woke up, she had transmigrated into An Jiuyue, a woman living with two young children on a mountain after her husband abandoned her. She was pushed to the ground, and now, there was a bloody wound on her head. With only a handful of rice left in the rice bag, she had relied on digging wild vegetables to satisfy their hunger every day. Her children were so often starved that they were all skin and bones. On top of that, a wicked woman threatened her to sell her son! If she refused, the woman would snatch him away forcefully. But An Jiuyue took a deep breath, revealed her sharp claws, beat the woman up, and threw her out of the house. She could show the woman she was not to be messed with! They were out of rice and vegetables now, but she was not afraid. Acquiring food using her spatial abilities was as easy as curling her fingers! Moreover, her spatial abilities were unlimited, and her medical skills did not deteriorate. She could no doubt earn money and raise her children well! As for her ex-husband… The prince, who had returned from the battlefield, smiled maliciously. "My beloved concubine, please calm down. I brought back a mountain of gold from the battlefield as a gift for you and our children."

Slightly Attractive · Urbano
Classificações insuficientes
1844 Chs

Chapter 1749: Are We Releasing Them?

Of course, Xiang Qifeng would not take action himself unless absolutely necessary. He had two subordinates who could completely stand up for him, and the strength of those he brought along was naturally formidable.

In just a few rounds, two members of the other group had their faces battered and bruised by Xiang Qifeng's subordinates.

"Damn it, is it really necessary to fight to the death over just a Philosopher's Stone?"

One of the two retreated to the side, reaching a hand to his face and couldn't help but curse.

In previous battles with other teams for treasures, it was usually just a fight where the stronger party walked away with the loot; no one ever fought to kill, that mercilessly.

But these two individuals seemed to be after their lives, aiming for their vital points with every strike.

If they hadn't had some skills of their own, they might have died before they even got their hands on these items.