Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

When the other party rushed over, Mu Jing also glanced at the ice sword lazily, "The person who made this thing must not be able to wait any longer, right?"

After all, it was something that she put a lot of effort into making, so she couldn't just watch it being chopped to pieces by her eyes.

"Soon."

In order to prevent Bingmo from saying anything outrageous again, Wan Yao was responsible for answering her words, while Bao Lan and Gu Wu guarded Bing Mo, not allowing it to make a sound and only allowing it to lie on the ground obediently.

Probably Wan Yao's first impression on Mu Jing was that he was very calm and wise, so when he heard its answer, he felt a sense of security in his heart for a moment, without even having any doubts.

Seeing that the ice sword was about to pierce his heart, the emergency situation made everyone onlookers scream in surprise, but Mu Jing raised his hand in front of everyone, grabbed the blade directly, and said: " Just this little power?”

After saying that, he crushed the sword with a little force, "Why don't you let your father throw you back and reform you? Since this spell is very special, I can give you another chance."

"His Majesty the God of Killing, how dare you say that!"

A rough and low voice appeared along with a scorching wind. Mu Jing looked at the old man who was revealed after the wind with a lot of gravel subsided. He pursed his lips again and said without any mercy: "One meter Four?"

The old man who was reviled for practicing sorcery hated others talking about his height. Mu Jing was obviously poking at his sore spot on purpose!

The old man clenched the snake-head staff in his hand, and the artifact that was very similar to Mu Jing bowed his head respectfully, walked behind him and said, "Father."

The old man couldn't do anything to Mu Jing at the moment, so he came back to his senses and slapped the thing he made hard. Looking at her surprised look, he said angrily: "I can't handle even a small thing. Well, what’s the use of you!”

"I'm sorry, father."

It didn't defend itself in any way, and even after being slapped, it didn't dare to feel resentment towards the person who created it. It could only put the resentment in its heart on Mu Jing. If it weren't for her, it wouldn't have been beaten. Its father beats.

When Mu Jing saw this, he didn't feel offended at all, and even concluded, "The wrath of the incompetent?"

The old man didn't expect that this would not make her angry, so he could only grit his teeth and ask: "Don't you have any self-respect under the God of Death? How can you be so calm and calm when you see yourself being beaten?"

"Old man, don't do this with me. If I cared about this kind of thing, I wouldn't become the God of Death."

The lack of oil and salt is driving people crazy!

"Also, I want to correct something."

Mu Jing was too lazy to raise his hand to point at it. He just raised his chin in its direction and said, "How can this kind of thing compare to my peerless elegance?"

"..." The God of Death used to be arrogant, but she didn't expect that now she has a new ability, that is, shamelessness.

The old man was stunned by her boast. After he realized what he said, he said disdainfully: "His Majesty the God of Death is becoming more and more shameless."

"You are not half as shameless as you, an old immortal. You are so old, but you still covet my body and even do it. You are despicable."

Mu Jing took out his ears and said, "I'm in a hurry, so do you want to keep your life here, or go back and re-forge that thing behind you?"

"Shameless talk!"