Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

A square jar made of what looks like glass. It may have not been used for a long time, and the jar looks a bit old, but this will not affect the pressure that it exudes and belongs to the artifact.

Su Fan, who was so threatened, looked at the square jar and wondered if she would really use this thing against herself.

Just when he was sitting on pins and needles, there was a knock on the door. This sound was simply a cry for help. After he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he asked Mu Jing, "Shall I open the door?"

Mu Jing raised his eyebrows, put away the artifact, and asked Su Fan to open the door.

As soon as he opened the door, Su Fan felt the danger and dodged away, but the sword energy went straight towards the two people sitting on the sofa. When Su Fan wanted to let Mu Jing take Yin Ze away from there, his eyes blurred, Yin Zehao stood beside him calmly, while Mu Jing was using his bare hands, not even bothering to put on his armor, and punched the man away!

The person who did not choose to break in was knocked away by Mu Jing the next second after he took the initiative to attack. After hitting the wall, he straightened his sore back, and Mu Jing came over to give him another punch. Jing said: "Wait!"

"wait?"

Mu Jing listened in front of him for a moment, then punched him in the stomach again, making him retching. When he covered his stomach and bent over, he gave him a hard elbow on his back. Collide!

This man lay directly on the ground that had not been cleaned for an unknown period of time. He felt a dust blowing from his nose. He was extremely uncomfortable and wanted to turn over. His hair was grabbed by someone. After he was forced to stand up, his neck was choked again. Pressed against the wall, what's even more terrifying is...

His feet are off the ground.

Mu Jing put one hand in his pocket and looked at the person she was pressing against the wall, who could barely touch the ground, and said, "Purpose?"

"I, I didn't..."

As soon as this sound came out, Mu Jing let go of him. Just when the other party was about to rejoice, his arm hurt, and he watched helplessly as she injected him with a medicine of unknown ingredients.

When he reacted and was about to struggle, all the medicine in the syringe had been pushed in. I don't know if it was his imagination, but he always felt that his body was hot, as if it would spontaneously ignite in a second, and then be burned into black charcoal beyond recognition. Mu Jing tore it into pieces and threw them into the wild to feed the dogs and zombies.

"What did you get him?"

Su Fan was a little curious.

"A good thing that tells the truth, do you want to try it? In this case..."

"No, I've told you everything I know."

Tell the truth? That would be a bit scary. If Mu Jing asked very thoroughly, maybe...

What little wealth is left can be extracted by her.

Um? Could it be that the Dark Temple...

No, this thing needs to be injected, but he is very sure that they have not been pierced. However, this possibility cannot be easily ruled out. Maybe the other party used another method? I don't feel like I'm being controlled by a spell...

Seeing Su Fan starting to wander again, Mu Jing ignored him and continued to control the man. His expression changed from panic to numbness, and finally he could only fall to his knees on the ground, shaking his head from side to side unconsciously.

Mu Jing crossed his arms, lowered his head and observed him for a while, then asked: "Where are the people from the Dark Temple."

"I can't say...no..."

This rebellious answer made Mu Jing lean forward with some interest, and asked repeatedly, but in a softer voice than before, "Where are the people from the Dark Temple...?"