Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

Yin Ze believed what she said before, but it was absolutely impossible for the following sentence to affect her appearance. She must have made it up on the spur of the moment to prevent the topic from continuing.

"Master, do you dislike others' ugliness?"

Baolan was only as big as a palm at the moment, and her clear eyes were filled with tears. It only took a blink for them to escape from her eyes. She looked particularly pitiful.

After seeing its ferocious appearance, and now seeing it acting cute in front of him, Mu Jing fell silent.

However, he was silent for a few seconds, then he put his index finger on its head and said, "I have begun to doubt my previous aesthetics. There is no point in crying."

When the others in the sea of ​​consciousness heard her words, Bingmo, who had already shown his true form, secretly rejoiced that his true form was still normal, while Wan Yao warned himself to be more careful in the future, because among all the contracted beasts, Its essence is most... indescribable.

On the other hand, Skull is a pile of bones and has a simple mind. He doesn't think about these things at all. He squats in the corner with his knees in his hands, feeling very comfortable.

"Master, can I cry?"

"Didn't you already cry?"

"What I mean is that I can cry when I return to my true form. It's so hard to cry like this."

"no."

This small picture is already dripping with tears. If it becomes bigger, won’t it lose weight?

Baolan pursed her lips and fell directly onto her master's hand, hugging her thumb and saying, "Master, don't despise others for being ugly!"

Seeing that crying didn't work, he started acting like a baby.

"If you really dislike it, you won't be supported by me now."

Mu Jing looked at its gloomy face that suddenly turned sunny, and said, "Okay, go back."

Baolan reluctantly hugged his master's thumb again, and then obediently returned to the sea of ​​consciousness.

Such an unexpected situation made them sleepless, so they moved chairs one by one and sat down. No one spoke at first, until Muyang couldn't hold it back and asked: "Sister, you are so amazing."

"I know."

"..."

Muyang suddenly didn't know how to continue.

After thinking for a while, he said: "Sister, can you teach us? Can we have elves like you?"

"Let it happen."

Mu Jing looked at his younger brother who was very curious about Baolan and said: "With your qualifications, in the words of Baolan and others, you are at best a stupid warrior, and you are not the kind of human shield."

He felt as if he was being criticized by his sister again, but he would not refute. If he did, it would definitely lead to a bigger blow.

"Then is there any way to improve your qualifications?"

Zhou Qiyang touched Muyang's head and took the initiative to ask questions, asking Mu Jing to change his target.

"Yes, I have."

She raised her eyebrows in their curious eyes and said, "The more I get beaten, the better I can get."

"..." It seems that for so many of them, they received too few beatings.

"I see that you don't seem to want to sleep right now, why don't you come and get a spanking?"

"I think I'm a little sleepy."

"Me too……"

"Hmm, yes, let's rest."

After hearing the beating, one or two of them started to feel technically sleepy. They stood up one by one and returned to the position where they lay down before. Mu Jing, who had just said it casually, laughed and said, "You can hide from the first year of junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth year." , my skin has become tight in recent days."

Several people lying down involuntarily shrank their necks, unable to hear.