Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

The standard posture of the Holy Mother made Mu Jing blink his eyes in surprise. Which normal person would make such an artificial move?

"Jingjing, why don't you persuade the prince? Brother Jiao didn't do it on purpose..."

Mu Jing, who was a little tired standing alone with his arms in his arms, just took a look at the sofa, and Yuan Lin cleverly cleaned up the things piled up on the single sofa as quickly as possible, then patted the sofa, saying: " Brother Jing, sit down!"

Mu Jing glanced at him, and sat down with a smile on his lips.

"Brother Jing, do you want me to give you a massage? My mother used to run a beauty salon, and she taught me some techniques. I'm good at pressing~"

Zhou Qiyang glanced at Yin Ze at this time, then gently grabbed Xia Yuanlin's back collar, and after attracting his attention, he said, "Brother Yang, do you want me to press it for you? I'll give it to Brother Jing." Can you help me after pressing it?"

Originally, I wanted to mention this child a few words, but now it seems unnecessary.

Some things have to be experienced in order to be remembered long.

"No, I just saw a thread on your collar and pulled it out for you."

"Really?" Yuan Lin touched his collar, then smiled at Zhou Qiyang, "Thank you Brother Yang."

Zhou Qiyang patted him on the head, innocent child.

Just as Yuan Lin was about to stand behind the sofa to give Mu Jing a massage, he saw Brother Ze standing there at some point, as if... there was no place for him.

Yin Ze put his hands in his pockets and stood behind Mu Jing expressionlessly, which made Yuan Lin... hide behind Zhou Qiyang.

Mu Yafei watched their interaction, pursed her lower lips, and continued to say to Mu Jing: "Jingjing, the prince only listens to you, can you tell him not to hurt others anymore?"

"Just listen to me?"

Mu Jing raised his eyebrows, "Sister thinks highly of me."

"Jing Jing!"

"There are no rules in my team. The players are free to do whatever they want. I won't interfere. If you really can't stand it, why don't you just keep begging him? There's no need to use my presence here."

Mu Jing patted his younger brother's back very regularly, and continued to Mu Yafei: "In the future, it's better not to put your hands together and learn that indescribable pose. The effect is not good."

Mu Yafei let go of her hands in embarrassment, and her hands clenched into fists hanging by her side, "Jingjing, just pretend I'm begging you, okay? You are the captain, you have to restrain your team members?"

Yuan Lin poked his head out from behind Zhou Qiyang, his voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for the people present to hear, "I was curious before, why do you always hold on to our brother Jing? Can't you solve your own troubles by yourself? Why? Do you have to ask Brother Jing to do things for you?"

Zhou Qiyang raised his hand and pushed him back, "Shh."

Yuan Lin covered his mouth and nodded, he shushed, he stopped talking.

The people who watched Mu Jing kept yelling at Mu Yafei. Ma Xiang, who had been very upset for a long time, stepped forward and said, "This place prohibits infighting, Prince Qiu, if you don't stop your behavior, I'll go find you here Keeper! Let him throw you all out!"

Prince Qiu stepped on the man's wrist and walked to Mu Jing's side. Under Ma Xiang's disbelieving expression, he said, "Go."

He took out a scalpel from his trouser pocket, tossed it a few times, and said, "You can try whether you run faster or my knife."

"Do you dare to kill people here?!"

"I said, you can try."

Prince Chou was playing with a knife, with a sinister smile, "You can even try whether it's more important to be someone who can kill zombies and bring them benefits, or someone like you who lies on the ground to satisfy some people's desires."