Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability Chapter 1677 Can't Even Touch the Clothes

Chapter 1677: Chapter 1677 Can’t Even Touch the Clothes

However, they had no time to deal with Gu Qingyu now; to survive, they had to rely on themselves. No matter how loudly they shouted, it would be futile.

“Gu Qingyu, if you want to live, kill.”

Brother Zhen shouted sternly at her and, without paying her any further attention, he took the lead and charged at the a.s.sa.s.sins.

“No, no, they… they’re too frightening,” Gu Qingyu shook her head violently.

At the moment, all she could sense was the fearsome killing intent emanating from those people. As for anything else, she couldn’t feel it at all. How could they possibly fight them? They were nothing like the demonic beasts.

Moreover…

Even if she extremely disliked Empress Qian Jiyun and her husband, she had to admit that the couple was truly capable.

With both of them absent, how could they possibly win against so many a.s.sa.s.sins with just the people present? It was simply a path to certain death. If she resisted, she would surely die a horrible one.

“Brother, let’s surrender. As long as we…”

She wanted to convince Brother Zhen and the others to surrender, to stop resisting stubbornly, but just as she opened her mouth and looked up, she was startled to discover that all of them had already left her side.

What followed was a cacophony of battle, and several a.s.sa.s.sins were running in her direction.

“How can this be, how can they do this?”

She murmured to herself and, in the end, had no choice but to pick up her sword and fight back.

Because if she didn’t kill, others would kill her. She didn’t want to die, so she had to kill them instead.

As time ticked by, the Liushang Sect’s a.s.sa.s.sins were numerous, and there were always a few who could break free to sneak up on Xiang Qiyan, attempting to make a move against him.

At first, Zhan Beiye and Su Tang were still able to lend a hand, but gradually, they became overwhelmed.

In the end, Zhan Beiye had no choice but to summon the five Paper People entrusted to him by An Jiuyue; two of them came to Xiang Qiyan’s bedside to protect him.

“What are those things?”

The Purple-robed person, seeing two highly skilled individuals protect Xiang Qiyan in an impenetrable manner, immediately felt a surge of rage.

He hadn’t noticed such formidable individuals before; how had these two suddenly appeared, and the other three were treating his a.s.sa.s.sins like chopping vegetables, killing as they pleased.

He refused to believe in such sorcery. After felling the three guards surrounding him, he personally dashed toward Xiang Qiyan’s direction.

But before he could even touch the bed, one of the Paper Persons blocked him.

‘Swish, swish, swish’—multiple Sword Qi shot towards him, forcing him to dodge. He couldn’t even touch the Paper Person, let alone the lying Xiang Qiyan; not even his clothes could be touched.

Even more baffling to him was that this person wasn’t using Original Soul energy or Demonic energy; whatever it was, he couldn’t identify it.

But in a nutsh.e.l.l, this person’s cultivation level was extremely high, and even he could not handle more than a few moves against him, let alone his a.s.sa.s.sins.

No wonder all who came to kill Xiang Qiyan ended up lying down, not one was spared.

“Who are you, and why must you protect Xiang Qiyan so vehemently?”

After several failed attempts to get close to Xiang Qiyan, his fury continued to burn, and he yelled at the Paper Person in frustration.

Sadly for him, the Paper Person didn’t even leave him a sound, instead raising a foot and kicking him directly in the stomach, quite rudely sending him flying.