Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

"Do you think he is the Holy Son of Light?"

"no."

Before he came, the Holy Son of Light was still preaching, so how could he come here.

Bai Qingwang only felt that she looked familiar, and since she was following Mu Jing, she was naturally a little concerned, "She doesn't have much interaction with the Holy Son of Light, and most of her contracted beasts are in areas that are strictly forbidden by the Light Sect." How can there be any involvement in the vicious beast?"

Cong Huan stopped talking again. It felt that there was a maze hidden in the human head, and the twists and turns were beyond the comprehension of beasts like it.

Bai Qing was thinking to himself. When Lie Yi came back after arranging things, he was brought back to his senses by a knock on the door.

"Thanks for your hard work."

He was accustomed to being so polite to him. After briefly explaining what he had arranged, he said to him: "Miss Yuli may go to His Majesty the God of Death. Do you want to send someone to stop her?"

"Need not."

Bai Qing sat back on the chair and leaned back. There was not much emotion in his eyes, which looked dark. "It would be good to let Mu Jing give her some color."

At least he could be honest for a while and not come to him at every turn and encourage him to deal with Mu Jing.

He has his own plans, and he doesn't like others interfering with his plans.

"Why is Mr. Wangsheng so sure that His Majesty the Killing God will show off to Miss Yuli?"

"In the martial arts competition that year, she beat a man two levels above her with her bare hands until he became paralyzed."

"..." He had forgotten that in addition to having many fierce contracted beasts, that person's own strength was also terrifying.

"So...some things still have to wait."

Touching his face, he didn't want to be beaten, not at all.

Jieyi nodded in agreement. Seeing that he had no other instructions and that he was fine, he disappeared into the shadows, slowed down his breathing and lowered his presence.

Bai Qingwang ignored him, playing with his fan with a little smile, thinking about how he should look when he saw her, so that she wouldn't be disgusted by her.

She used to have very high requirements for her face, so he had to think carefully about it.

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"Ahem!"

Mu Jing sneezed unexpectedly, rubbed the tip of his nose with the back of his finger, then covered his mouth and yawned, "I feel like someone is scolding me behind my back."

"Master, who dares to scold you?"

"Jealous of my people?"

Mu Jing, who was already walking on the street of the protective circle, casually glanced at both sides of the road, pretended not to see the things they were holding, and continued walking inside.

"elder sister!"

"That young lady in front! Wait for me!"

A crisp and cheerful voice sounded from behind. Mu Jing did not stop, but after taking a few steps, he was stopped by a girl who looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old with a doll in her hand.

The light blue LO skirt makes the person's skin very white, and the girl does look very beautiful, quite like a little princess.

Mu Jing, who is happy to deal with beautiful people, stopped, looked at her, and said, "Where did you change your skirt?"

"The Trading Street in Area B? There is a person there who specializes in selling this, but it seems that I am the only one who has the extra points to exchange for this~"

Wu Tong, who specially squatted here to guard Mu Jing, still had pink lipstick on her lips, "Sister, do you also like a skirt like this?"

"Our little Crystal should be well-dressed."

Mu Jing thought that Yuan Lin had carefully collected the wig that she gave him, and planned to go to the Exchange Street in District B to show him a LO dress. Although it would be a bit troublesome to take it away, wearing it would give her an eye-opener. …

But she was still thinking about the photo of him and his brother...