Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Chapter 697: Almost Recovered

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He never expected him to be so weak!

A few punches were not only enough to make him cry for his parents but also nearly kill him?

“It’s fine, it’s fine. Let’s give him one medicine pill to wake him up.”

Xiang Qiyan took out a porcelain bottle, poured out a pill, and stuffed it into Ming Fucheng’s mouth.

“Although the supreme-level Soul Revival Pill can’t revive the dead, it can heal physical injuries rapidly. Let’s wait for now and resume hitting him later, ” he said.

“How many of these pills do you have? Do you have more?” Zhan Beiye asked immediately.

Xiang Qiyan looked at him and asked, “Why do you want them?”

Nothing good would come out of this. Why was he asking him?

Smiling, Zhan Beiye looked at Xiang Qiyan and replied, “Look at how petty you are. I just think this guy deserves a beating. Besides, have you hit him enough?”

“Let’s feed him a few more Soul Revival Pills and beat him up a few more times. ”

“That’s a good idea.”

Xiang Qiyan was instantly overjoyed. He looked maliciously at Ming Fucheng, who was lying motionless on the ground.

“You… you all…’

Ming Fucheng was currently unable to speak, but he could still hear their conversation clearly.

Devils! These two are simply devils! How dare they treat me like this? I’m the Prince of Yueming Empire, and I’ll be the Crown Prince in the future. How can they torture me like this?

His body slowly recovered after eating the Soul Revival Pill.

He looked at Zhan Beiye weakly and said, “Zhan… Zhan Beiye, I’m from Yueming Empire. Aren’t you afraid that I will… take revenge against Zhanling

Empire in the future?”

“Let’s talk about it when you become the Emperor.” Zhan Beiye smiled coldly at him.

Had he not been sent to Huayan Peak since he was young, how many days could he have survived in Yueming Empire?

Ming Fucheng never experienced the brutality of the imperial struggle. How could he have the audacity to brag here, thinking he could sit on the throne?

He truly dared to dream!

“He’s almost recovered,” Qian Jiyun reminded them.

He did not share the sadistic tendencies of the other two. Beating Ming Fucheng up once was enough.

Of course, after the two of them had finished venting their anger, it would be up to him to decide how Ming Fucheng would return to his camp alive.

There was no way he would let him leave with only a few injuries.

“Right, if you didn’t remind me, I wouldn’t have noticed.”

Xiang Qiyan clenched his fists again and looked at Ming Fucheng with a wicked smile. Beating people up was his favorite pastime.

“Ah… You… Stop it! Stop… Ah!”

After a while, Qian Jiyun stepped aside and watched as the two men beat up

Ming Fucheng once again until he resembled a pig’s head. However, this time, Ming Fucheng had learned his lesson and was able to speak up, pleading with them to stop.

Thud!

As Rong Gu approached from a distance, he threw something heavy onto the ground.

“Master, I’ve captured Ye Chenglin.”

Ye Chenglin gritted her teeth and looked up at the man in front of her.

She was in a sorry state, but Qian Jiyun stood tall and dignified, not a speck of dust on him. This was completely different from what she had imagined.

She looked at Ming Fucheng, realizing that he was not as powerful as she had thought he was, especially seeing how weak he was against Qian Jiyun.

Not only that, but Qian Jiyun also brought two people to watch Ming Fucheng embarrass himself!