Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

"I really hope that the plane traveler will come back soon and wipe out these assassins!" He said bitterly.

"Okay, the assassin must be out of reach, Lao Lin, you and Tong Xin will guard the little prince tonight, everyone else should go back." The lord waved to everyone.

The guardians will have to guard the ground tomorrow, there are monsters there, it's not a place to be distracted, so everyone should rest well.

"Let's go with me too."

Seeing that everyone was about to go back, Feng Tang took the initiative to speak.

He was really worried that only Lao Lin and Tong Xin were with the little prince, so he should watch some at night.

Hearing this, the lord turned to look at Feng Tang, raised his hand, and patted him on the shoulder, "Then I will trouble you."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left. In the morning tomorrow, he also had to guard the ground and kill monsters. He was very tired right now, and he didn't want to waste a moment, he just wanted to sleep.

"Little prince, go to sleep, I will watch over here."

After everyone left, Feng Tang looked at the little prince and said.

"oh oh."

The little prince didn't say anything else, just go to sleep, as long as no one rushes over to chop him a few times, it's fine.

"I have a bell here, you can hang it on the door." Then, he took out a bell from the box he brought.

It's really noisy tonight, everyone can't sleep, why not hang a bell on the door, so that if someone comes in, everyone can react immediately.

Feng Tang took the bell and hung it on the door.

For the rest of the night, everything was fine, and no more assassins came to the door.

Of course, things like the Beimo camp happened in many camps, but after the assassination during the day, everyone had already taken precautions, and no one succeeded. At most, someone was injured.

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On the second day, Lao Lin set off for Zhanyun camp early in the morning.

When leaving his camp, the lord specifically told him that he must ask when the plane traveler will return. If he doesn't know, he should ask the people in the Zhanyun camp to send someone back to remind him.

Lao Lin responded indiscriminately, thinking in his heart that all the plane travelers have returned, and he has already seen people.

But he didn't dare to say this to the outside world, as long as he alone knew it.

It was almost noon when he came all the way to the Zhanyun camp. Gong Cheng went to the plane again and just arrived. There were quite a lot of things this time, and Gong Cheng was surrounded by many guards.

"It's really late."

He shouldn't have left so late, but there's nothing he can do about it. The assassin made a fuss last night, and his chest still hurts, and he was reluctant to use the elixir. When he was lying in bed, he didn't want to get up.

However, even though this is the case, when it is time to act, you still have to act.

"Save some for me, Brother Gong, tell me what you have today, I want some too, my little ancestor can't do without some good food."

While talking, he plunged into the crowd, grabbing food and vegetables.

Hearing the voice, Gong Cheng raised his eyes to look at Lao Lin, and was stunned for a moment.

Didn't he be fine yesterday, why is his face turning blue today? Was he beaten?

Can't it? They took so much fruit back yesterday, how could they still be beaten by that little ancestor in their camp? If this is the case, how bad must the temper of the little ancestor be?

He muttered something in his heart, and then continued to stare at the guards who bought food and vegetables.

Anyway, he had plenty of time to ask this guy.

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