Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

"How strong is Zhan Yun's camp? Can the defenders of lower planes protect these little ancestors well?" someone questioned.

"What's this?"

The other person curled his lips and rolled his eyes at that person.

"No matter how bad the defenders of Zhanyun camp are, they are still people from the territory of the plane shuttlers. Maybe they have some magic weapons in their hands? What's more, Lord An is the younger brother of the Demonic Heart High Priest of Wulong Mountain. He is young. He is already a lord at a young age."

"That's right. It seems that we have to go back soon."

If you inform the lord of this situation quickly, you can decide to send the person here earlier, and maybe you can get a good bed.

"Old Lin, you really can't stay with me?"

On the other side, the young prince in the Northern Desert camp followed the lord and asked Old Lin beside him.

Hey, I had only eaten a few of these fruits, and I had to be sent back to Zhan Yun Camp again. This time, he was sent there too. Wouldn't he be used to living there later?

"Little prince, I will come to see you often. Lord An has agreed. I can come anytime I want, but I have to prepare my own meals."

Old Lin glanced at his lord and then said to his little ancestor.

It just so happened that he could use the excuse of visiting his young ancestors to meet those two people.

However, when he returned to the camp before, he had hinted at Feng Tang and the others. He wondered if they would make any moves next. He hoped that Yin Hao's bitch was not what he thought.

The defenders in the Northern Desert camp are all tough guys. If such a traitor were to appear, their face would be completely lost in Hua Yan.

I don't know what the lord will plan. If Yin Hao really betrays the camp for his own benefit, the consequences can be imagined and will definitely not be good.

But thinking about other camps, maybe the situation in their camp is similar, so no one should dislike the other and be embarrassed, right?

"Don't we also need to prepare our own meals? Could it be that you also pointed out that the people in Zhanyun Camp have provided our meals? It's not easy for them, they have to feed and drink for so many people."

The little prince heard what he said and spoke again.

Although they are a bit pretentious, there is still a bottom line in being a human being. I know that the people who go to live in Zhanyun Camp are not just people from one of their two camps, but there are more.

If you ask Zhan Yun Camp to remind you to eat and drink, then Zhan Yun Camp will be starved.

"But, are there too many people?"

As far as he could see, there were quite a few people outside Zhan Yun Camp, standing in piles. Even if there was only one person living in Zhan Yun Camp among the piles, there were also quite a few people.

"Is this still too much? There will be more people later." Old Lin looked around and whispered.

"So many people were assassinated?"

The little prince was shocked. Just now he saw someone being carried on a stretcher. It looked like he was seriously injured.

When he saw that person, he was secretly glad that he was not injured. Otherwise, he would really have to be taken care of by others, and life would be worse than death.

"Lord, you have to pay careful attention to what Lao Lin told you before. Although our camp is not a high-level camp, we can't have people who are unscrupulous for their own benefit."

Thinking that he might become like the man on the stretcher, he hated the traitor in the camp with a passion.

It's best if there is no such person. If it is true, he will definitely not let him go, let alone let him go to that person's family easily after returning to the plane.

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