Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

He didn't believe that that person was Qian Jiyun. He must have been wrong. Qian Jiyun couldn't possibly survive. That person was probably just a counselor around Zhan Beiye.

Perhaps it was because of the imaginary resemblance between that man and Qian Jiyun that Zhan Beiye deliberately let him stand on the city wall to lure him into being deceived.

Zhan Beiye must have known that his hatred for Qian Jiyun was worth it. Did he think that when he saw that face, he would go there desperately to inquire about the situation, in order to catch him?

If Zhan Beiye really thought so, then he was wrong.

"It's definitely not him!"

He said the last words, took a deep breath, and called the lieutenants outside.

If this battle must continue, they must first deal with the Triceratops. Although that thing is powerful in combat, it is extremely stupid.

If they find a way to lure the Triceratops out and poison it directly, they can do it.

But it would not be easy to lure the Triceratops out. He couldn't think of what to do for the moment, so he would just listen to the methods of his lieutenants.

…

"There are so many monsters, just accept them?"

Seeing the monsters hunted by the Triceratops disappearing in front of his eyes, Zhan Beiye still had some bad reception.

He knew that Qian Jiyun was capable, but he really didn't expect that An Jiuyue's ability was no worse than Qian Jiyun's. The magical weapon that could hold so many magical beasts and the ability to subdue the Triceratops were absolutely perfect. Yes.

"you want?"

Qian Jiyun raised an eyebrow at him and asked.

"No, I don't want it." Zhan Beiye quickly refused.

He doesn't want to be sprayed in the face by the Triceratops again. Doesn't he want to lose face? What's more, what is he going to do here? As Qian Jiyun said before, these demonic spirits have more bones than flesh, so it's better to save them.

"I don't know how long this battle will last. Mingfucheng is determined to fight here with me."

Thinking of that damn thing in Ming Fucheng, he sighed lightly. There was no one who knew how to do it, but Emperor Yue Ming was still spoiling him.

Gu Pan

I really don’t know how many lifetimes the people of Yueming Empire have been unlucky to have such a prince.

"Actually, there is still a way to stop this battle." Qian Jiyun said.

"any solution?"

Zhan Beiye raised his eyes and looked at him.

"Kill that thing?"

If he could kill, he would have killed him long ago. Can he still wait until now?

Ming Fucheng and Yuesui Yu are different after all. One is a princess who is not valued and cannot inherit the throne, but the other is a son who is loved in every possible way.

Just look at how Emperor Yueming sent troops to the Zhan Ling Empire for this son, regardless of the opposition of his ministers, and you can understand it, right?

"If Ming Fucheng is really dead, then a war will really break out."

"I didn't tell you to kill him."

An Jiuyue glanced at him with a smile, and then looked at Qian Jiyun.

After all, this war started because of them, and it is their duty to resolve it.

"What do you mean? Are you going to kill me?"

Zhan Beiye's eyes moved back and forth between the two of them.

Is there any difference between killing him and killing them? It doesn’t exist at all, okay?

No matter which person Ming Fucheng dies in the end, he still has to bear the responsibility in the end. Is it possible that these two people think that he is fighting against the Ling Empire and is not facing enemies from both sides?

"You think too much."

Qian Jiyun shrugged and shook his head.

Killing people is not the answer.