Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

It seems that you are very angry?

Zhou Qiyang, who originally thought there was still some room for maneuver, now wisely chose to shut up.

"As for that banquet, I don't plan to let you go with me."

Mu Jing has always been rational, so he will not let his personal emotions affect the team. He temporarily puts the matter of Yin Ze's departure at the back. He turned sideways and said to Zhou Qiyang: "Part of the purpose of that banquet is to find good-looking playthings. You are my Carefully selected beautiful boys cannot be cut off."

Jie Hu...is this how it is used?

Zhou Qiyang accepted her random words with a helpless smile and joked with her, "How many people will Brother Jing look for to come back?"

"My current idea is to find a boy with blond hair to come back and give me a few beatings."

"..." It's a bit scary.

"But we have no money now and can't afford a beautiful blond boy."

Mu Jing sighed with regret and said, "How about you practice with me now?"

Zhou Qiyang glanced at the hole in the wall, "I still have a book of exercises that I haven't finished. Yuan Lin's ability seems to have calmed down, and I need you to stimulate it, Brother Jing."

"Okay, you do the questions and I'll talk to Yuan Lin."

"good."

Not long after, Yuan Lin's exclamation came from the living room, and then the sound of the door closing was heard.

Zhou Qiyang's eyelids twitched, and he patted his heart to do the exercises that didn't exist at all.

Yuan Lin's clothes, which were beaten by Mu Jing from day to night, were torn into strips of cloth, and there were varying degrees of bruises on his body, all of which he had thrown out himself.

The man lying on the ground panting didn't bother to care about his current state of embarrassment. He faced the drizzle and squinted at Mu Jing, who was squatting next to him and setting his bones, and said, "Brother Jing, has his anger subsided a little? "

"I've forced you to do this, but my ability hasn't improved yet. You're not serious."

With a click, Yuan Lin's broken arm was connected. He screamed and said quickly: "I can't beat Brother Jing..."

Mu Jing tapped his forehead with her finger and said, "If you say you're not serious, you're not serious. What nonsense."

She pressed her hand back and forth on his chest and found that except for a few bruises, the bones were not broken. "The body of an ability user is quite resistant to beatings."

Yuan Lin lay on the ground and bared his teeth, "Brother Jing, men and women are not allowed to kiss each other."

Mu Jing's hand that was inspecting his injury stopped, and it just happened to be pressed on his soft belly. She raised her hand and slapped him, "You have a dirty mind, do you need me to straighten your head?"

"...No, I'll just say it casually."

Brother Ze is not here, Brother Jing is so angry!

"Okay, it's nothing serious. Go back and apply some medicinal oil and push it."

When Mu Jing stood up, he also pulled him up. After staring at Yuan Lin for a few seconds, he said: "Even if it is a sparring match between teammates, I hope you can be 100% serious. The enemy will not Will give you any chance to hesitate.”

元林舔了下嘴唇，道：“我希望景哥能通过揍我的方式发泄出心里的怒气，我做错了是吗？”

"Um."

Mu Jing's response made Yuan Lin a little disappointed, and his eyes were a little sore. Was he so self-righteous again that he messed up?

When he lowered his head, he felt a little weight on his head. He raised his head suddenly and met Mu Jing's smiling eyes, "How could I vent my emotions on you? You weren't the one last time. Do you want me to be more serious when I'm sparring with you? How come I'm serious, but you're not serious anymore?"