Cao Dongyi had already taken precautions, so the moment he saw Mu Jing's hand stretched back, he opened up the distance from her!

Just as he wanted to reason with her, a gust of cold wind hit the façade, forcing him to take a step backwards to avoid the attack while leaning back!

Mu Jing, who failed to hit a blow, caught up with the previous sideways kick, and the person who had just stood firm couldn't continue to dodge, so he could only bend his knees to adjust the height with the force of retreat, and then block her with his arm, snorting in pain, and looking at Mu Jing in disbelief, how could her leg strength be so great?!

Mu Jing held the dagger in his hand, retracted his legs and made the appearance of a boxer waiting for battle, and slightly leveled his fist with the tip of his nose.

Looking at Cao Dongyi's eyes is looking at the enemy, looking for his weaknesses.

"Mu Jing, listen to me."

Cao Dongyi didn't want to do anything with Mu Jing, he just didn't want her to hit someone.

"I'll talk about winning the battle."

Mu Jing rushed forward, extremely fast, and his shot was very heavy, even if Cao Dongyi was a professionally trained policeman, it was a little difficult to resist.

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

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

Mu Jing forced him to keep retreating, and in the process, he accidentally knocked over a lot of things, and the movement made was extremely loud in the night.

Suddenly, a beam of light came in from the direction of the staircase, and the dagger sent out by Mu Jing directly cut a wound a few centimeters long on Cao Dongyi's arm that blocked the vital point!

"Sorry to interrupt."

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

Mu Jing glanced at Cao Dongyi, who was covering his arms, and didn't bother to continue to walk towards his younger brother, squinting at him when he passed by the man, and then nothing else.

"God, priest?!"

Lin Xin, who was frightened by the fight and stopped crying, had red eyes at this time, and after seeing the priest, he hurriedly knelt down to him reverently, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and kept praying in his mouth.

Only the light moonlight was not so bright, and the man could see them clearly by the light of the flashlight, but they could only barely see his smiling eyes when they looked at the person against the light.

After Lin Xin's prayer stopped, the 'priest' spoke: "I'm not a priest, am I?" ”

"Huh?"

"My clothes were dirty, so I changed them when I passed by the church."

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

Perhaps it was often misunderstood and ridiculed for strange names, and the man's voice explained to strangers in a faint voice.

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

"Little ghost, I said you weren't allowed to peek at me and beat people."

"I just peeked at it, and then I didn't look at it." Mu Yang hid behind Zhou Qiyang, covering his head that was flicked by Mu Jing's fingers, "Sister, that brother is watching you." ”

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

"Something?"

"Yes." Prince Qiu got closer, the knife in his hand was no longer dripping blood, but he was stained with blood, and he was still smiling with a long knife in his hand, how weird it looked, and his speech speed was a little slower than that of ordinary people, "What conditions do I need to meet to join your team?" I want to join. ”