Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Chapter 2288 Isn’t it a good death?

Seeing three people walking in from the outside like no one else around, even though they were being choked, the head of the Wen family had anger all over his face.

If these people took action against him after he went out, he wouldn't be so angry.

But this is the place where he worships the envoy of God, how could it be desecrated by these people? Where did this bastard come from and dared to run wild in Wen's house!

An Jiuyue didn't answer his words, she just strode to the black cabinet, looked at the ferocious wood carvings and the burning incense, and sneered.

"Damn things, pretending to be gods and ghosts!"

She raised her hand and hit it with a burst of magic power, and Xiang An smashed it into pieces.

"ah!"

When the head of the Wen family saw the incense table being smashed, he screamed instinctively.

This is what he dedicated to the Lord God Envoy. They actually smashed the incense table of the Lord God Envoy. If the Lord God Envoy finds out, these people will all die!

"My...my Lord God Envoy, you...you must not be nice...ugh!"

He wanted to curse the three people in front of him to die miserably, but his neck was suddenly pinched so hard that he couldn't say a word.

"Wenjia, you are really good."

An Jiuyue turned her head and looked at Lord Wen who looked sad. Then she raised her hand, and the wooden sculpture was also smashed to pieces.

The head of the Wen family couldn't make a sound. He could only suppress his blush and glare at An Jiuyue with a pair of angry eyes.

These people... who are these people, dare to smash the clone of Lord God Envoy, that is Lord God Envoy! Without their clones and offerings, the God Envoy will not let them off lightly.

"You, don't, have to, die!"

He held back each word from his mouth, and his look made him want to eat An Jiuyue.

"Isn't it a good death?"

An Jiuyue sneered and turned around to face him.

"Shouldn't you be the one who has to die a good death? Master Wen!"

The head of the Wen family couldn't figure out how these three people came to his study. The Wen family was not an ordinary place, with so many disciples outside.

He really hated those guards who were just freeloaders. They didn't even notice that outsiders were breaking in.

"The evil energy all over his body, Jiyun, ruined his cultivation."

An Jiuyue looked at the Wen family leader up and down. She couldn't deny that this man had the aura of the evil spirit Qiankun. His own cultivation level was not high, but he relied on the power of evil to improve his cultivation level.

What's the use of improving your cultivation like this?

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a miserable snort from the head of the Wen family.

Because his throat was strangled, he couldn't make any sound. Even if his cultivation was disabled, every part of his body was in pain and he couldn't make a scream.

When Qian Jiyun released his neck later, he was in so much pain that he couldn't make a sound. He could only fall to the ground and curl up, without even the strength to roll.

"You...you...who are you?"

Until his cultivation was abolished, he didn't understand who these people were and why they suddenly broke into his home.

"You don't know who we are? You have sent people to sneak into the King's Landing Hall to steal my things, and you are still asking me who I am? Master Wen, you are so brave."

An Jiuyue knelt down and looked at the head of the Wen family with a playful look.

But when the head of the Wen family heard her words, he was shocked and his eyes widened instantly.

King's Landing Hall?

Qian Jiyun’s Junlin Palace?

The woman in front of me claims to be me. Could it be that she is... the High Priest of Demonic Heart?