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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."

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Pierced Through His Chest

Biên tập viên: Atlas Studios

Compared to the guardians from Camp Xue Yang, they could only fight in a group against one opponent. They were indeed weaker.

An Jiuyue rolled her eyes. Xue Fangyang had to have brought all the guardians he could from Camp Xue Yang, right?

Was Xue Fangyang's situation any better?

"They're about the same," she said.

The battle was already leaning in Qian Jiyun's favor. With An Zhiyi's participation, Xue Fangyang found it even more challenging to deal with Qian Jiyun's side.

"Qian Jiyun, if you dare to hurt me, you won't have a good life at Huayan Peak in the future. The other lords of our plane will definitely—"

"Be very grateful to me." Qian Jiyun's long sword slashed through the air, swinging at Xue Fangyang.

Xue Fangyang narrowly dodged the killing strike, but Qian Jiyun cut off a strand of his black hair. His unfinished words were stuck in his throat.