"Do you think he's the Son of Light?"

"It's not."

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

Bai Qingyu only felt familiar, and with Mu Jing by her side, she was naturally a little concerned, "She doesn't have much intersection with the Bright Holy Son, and most of her contract beasts are fierce beasts in the area that the Bright Sect strictly prohibits to set foot in, where will there be any involvement?" ”

It didn't speak again, it felt that there was a labyrinth hidden in the human head, twisting and turning that a beast like it could not understand.

Bai Qing thought to himself in vain, and when he came back from arranging things, he was pulled back to his senses by the knock on the door.

"Good work."

He was accustomed to being polite to him, and after briefly saying what things he had arranged, he said to him: "Miss Yuli may go to His Highness the Killing God, do you want to send someone to stop it?" ”

"No, you don't."

Bai Qing sat back in the chair and leaned back, there was not much emotion in her eyes, and she looked dull, "It's good to let Mu Jing give her a little color to see." ”

At least he can be honest for a while, and he won't come to him at every turn, instigating him to deal with Mu Jing.

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

"Why is the Delusional Saint Monarch so sure that His Highness the Killing God will give Miss Yuli the color?"

"At the martial arts competition that year, she beat people who were two levels higher than her to half-body with her bare hands."

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

"So...... Some things still have to wait. ”

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

He nodded in agreement, and seeing that he had no other instructions, and that he was fine, he disappeared into the shadows, slowing down his breathing and lowering his existence.

Bai Qingyu didn't care about him, he played with the fan with a little smile, thinking about what kind of face he wanted to see her, so that he wouldn't be disgusted by her.

She used to be very demanding of her face, and he had to think about it.

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"Ahh

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

"Master, who dares to scold you?"

"Someone who is jealous of me?"

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 in their hands, and continued to walk inside.

"Sister!"

"That young lady in front! You wait for me! ”

A crisp and cheerful voice sounded from behind, Mu Jing didn't stop, but after walking a few steps, he was stopped by a girl who looked like she was twelve or thirteen years old with a doll in her hand.

The light blue Lo skirt makes people's skin very white, and the girl does look very beautiful, but she looks like a little princess.

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

"The trading street in Zone B? There's a guy there who sells this, but at the moment it seems that only I have extra points to exchange for this~"

Wu Tong, who deliberately squatted here to guard Mu Jing, still had pink lipstick on his mouth, "Sister, do you like such a skirt too?" ”

"Our little crystal should be dressed well."

Mu Jing thought about the fake that Yuan Lin gave him and carefully collected it, and planned to go to the trading street in Area B to show him a Lo skirt, although it was a little troublesome to take it away, but it would make her have a good time......

She was still thinking about the picture of him and his brother......