Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

Cao Dongyi had been on guard for a long time, so the moment he saw Mu Jing's hand stretched back, he distanced himself from her!

Just as he was about to reason with her, a gust of cold wind hit the facade, forcing him to take a step back to avoid the attack while bending back!

Mu Jing, who failed to get a blow, caught up with the previous side kick. The person who had just stood still had no way to continue to dodge. He could only bend his knees to adjust his height according to the force of the retreat, and then blocked her with his arms, grunting in pain, not daring to Looking at Mu Jing in confidence, how could her legs be so strong? !

Mu Jing held the dagger in his hand, retracted his legs, and pretended to be a boxer ready to fight, and put his fist slightly flush with the tip of his nose.

Looking at Cao Dongyi is looking at the enemy, looking for his weakness.

"Mu Jing, listen to me."

Cao Dongyi didn't want to fight Mu Jing, he just didn't want her to beat someone.

"I'll talk about it if I win."

Mu Jing rushed forward, extremely fast, and his shots were heavy. Even Cao Dongyi, a professionally trained policeman, was a bit difficult to resist.

"Mu Jing, I don't want to fight with you!"

Cao Dongyi kept dodging, if he, a big man, fought back, wouldn't he be bullying a girl? And being a high school girl, that's too much!

Mu Jing forced him to keep backing away, and in the process he accidentally knocked over a lot of things, and the noises he made were extraordinarily loud at night.

Suddenly, a beam of light came in from the direction of the stairs, and the dagger sent by Mu Jing directly cut a wound several centimeters long on Cao Dongyi's arm that was blocking his vitals!

"sorry for disturbance."

The man in the priest's attire held a flashlight in one hand, and a watermelon knife dripping with blood in the other. His smiling eyes were slightly narrowed, with the tails of his eyes raised, like a cunning fox.

Mu Jing glanced at Cao Dongyi, who was clutching his arms, and walked towards his younger brother without being bothered. When he passed by a man, he gave him a sideways glance, and then said nothing else.

"God, priest?!"

Lin Xin, who was frightened by the fight and stopped crying, had red eyes at the moment. When he saw the priest, he quickly knelt down devoutly to him, clasped his hands on his chest, and kept praying.

The place where only the faint moonlight shines in is not so bright. The men can see their appearance clearly by the light of the flashlight, but they can barely see his smiling eyes when looking at people against the light.

After Lin Xin stopped praying, the 'priest' said, "I'm not a priest, am I?"

"Well?"

"My clothes were dirty and I changed when I passed the church."

The man dimmed the light of the flashlight a little, walked towards them a few steps, and said, "I am Prince Qiu, the prince who could inherit the throne in ancient times, is his real name, given by his parents."

Perhaps because people often misunderstood and laughed at the strange name, the man explained to strangers in a calm voice.

Others introduced themselves one after another, but Mu Jing's attention was still on Mu Yang.

"Little devil, I told you not to peek at me and beat people up."

"I just peeked at it for a while, and then I didn't look at it." Mu Yang hid behind Zhou Qiyang, covering his forehead that was slapped by Mu Jing's fingers, "Sister, that brother is looking at you."

Mu Jing was reminded by his younger brother, so he turned to look at the man named Prince Qiu.

"Is there something wrong?"

"Yes." Prince Qiu moved closer, the knife in his hand was no longer dripping blood, but his body was stained with blood, holding a long knife and still smiling, how strange it looked, and the speed of speech was a bit slower than ordinary people, "May I ask what conditions need to be met to join your team? I want to join."