Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

Mu Jing felt distressed by this, and even subconsciously didn't want Yin Ze to know.

Gotta hide it.

Do you want to hide it? I didn't let him hide things from me before. It seemed a bit unfair for me to do this, but if I let him know, he would be sad, right?

People who have always been decisive in doing things now began to hesitate, as if they had encountered the most difficult multiple-choice question in life, maybe even a proposition.

"gone."

On the way to the rendezvous, she still thought about how to tactfully explain to her little angel that such a person really existed, and she still had to let him know to avoid causing more misunderstandings.

In short, the most important thing is not to let him meet these two people who know something.

They also believed the rumors and didn't see it with their own eyes. If they add insult to injury, she really has a hundred mouths and can't explain it clearly.

At this moment, Mu Jing felt that she had something to scare her.

Little angel, little angel...

Meng Qiyao looked at Mu Jing's back and waved her hands, imitating her, and that was it?

Meng Zhengfeng didn't approach his sister until Mu Jing's back disappeared around the corner, and said, "You don't really want to join the Killing Temple, do you? We are from the Dark Temple."

"Currently, I don't know how long the Dark Temple can survive after offending Mu Jing. Why not stabilize her first?"

Meng Qiyao saw the matter very clearly, and her stubborn brother was the only one who couldn't turn around. Maybe it shouldn't be said that he couldn't turn around, he just couldn't let go of his ridiculous self-esteem.

She sighed, patted his arm, and said: "Brother, you should think about it for yourself. His Majesty the God of Death extended an olive branch to me, so why didn't he extend it to you? It's just that you don't want to accept it. "

"Try to put aside your prejudices and the past, and I believe you will find that the King of Killing God is good."

"...You're still speaking for her before you even join?"

"No, I am trying to save your life, brother?"

Meng Qiyao spread her hands, "She is a person over there who is even polite to Heaven. Are you sure you will have a good life if you go against her?"

"Isn't it good to live well, brother?"

"..."

Meng Zhengfeng felt that he couldn't convince his sister, so he just sulked.

Meng Qiyao was used to his irritating and sulking behavior after he calmed down. Before he was done sulking, she took out a thermos cup from the storage ring, which contained fire-reducing tea specially brewed for him. "Drink a little." Well, anger hurts the liver."

"..."

Even more angry!

Mu Jing is irritating, and so is his sister. I haven’t had a good time in my life!

"Okay, stop being childish. Where did that momentum go?"

At this time, Meng Qiyao felt like she was starting to act like a sister again, "Let's go, start hiding in the temple now. I won't cooperate with them anyway, so hide as far away as possible."

She was so realistic, especially after seeing her brother being suppressed by Mu Jing and becoming more honest, her back straightened even more, and she even began to plan how to instruct her brother to do things.

"But having said that, brother, why are you targeting Mu Jing? I remember that she only took away a small spiritual weapon at that time, right? The spiritual weapon hadn't even been conceived yet, so you wouldn't have thought about it for so long. ……ah!"

She seemed to suddenly think of something, a flash of inspiration, and suddenly it became clear!

"Brother!! You, you, you, you don't like to kill His Majesty the God. The time I was robbed, I fell in love with her at first sight, and then I couldn't let it go for a long time. When it was over - why are you blushing!"