Chapter 1085 Will you be injured?

Seeing Yan Ci's face that gradually turned red and then turned blue, Mu Jing relaxed a little, let him take a few breaths and then tightened, and asked, "Don't you communicate with each other? Why? Do you think that if I lose my memory and lose my strength, I will be inferior to you?"

   "Wherever the trash goes, it's trash, and the king, wherever...is the king, understand?"

   The gradually tightening force made Yan Ci's eyes widen, and the look of the dead eyes looked particularly terrifying, but Mu Jing just looked at him without being touched.

  Suddenly, the touch of the palm disappeared, a gust of wind hit, and Yan Ci, who was covering his neck, bowed and panted, was rescued by a man shrouded in a cloak and stood on the wall.

Mu Jing's eyes turned cold, listening to the cracking sound of the ice wall built by the ice ink before, she stretched out her hand and asked the squatting guard in front of the ice wall to protect Zhou Qiyang and their ice ink, and then the reward seemed to be at its lower jaw He scratched twice, but his eyes locked on the person standing on the wall, and said, "Who is your Excellency?"

  The man didn't say anything, he just waited for Yan Ci to relax, grabbed his collar, used the wind, and disappeared without a trace in front of her in an instant.

   "Something."

   Mu Jing scratched the softest part of Bing Mo's cheeks, turned his head to see how comfortable it was with narrowed eyes, and asked, "Do you know who that is?"

  Bingmo shook his tail and said, "I don't know."

   "Go back."

   retracted his hand and threw the ice ink back into the sea of ​​consciousness.

   "Brother Jing!"

   Zhou Qiyang and the others saw a wounded person, so they hurried over to surround her, asking each and every one of them.

   "Brother Jing, are you alright?"

   "Brother Jing, what happened just now? You, you will be injured!"

   "Brother Jing, let's quickly treat the wound to prevent infection. Although the weather is getting colder now, the wound will still become inflamed if it is not treated properly."

   "Brother Jing..."

The worry full of concern warmed Mu Jing's heart, but seeing the trend that they didn't stop, she was even a little flustered to the point that she didn't even realize that she wanted to stop caring, which made the smile on the corner of her mouth cold, "Look at you guys like this. For the sake of caring about me, before noon tomorrow, everyone should write two hundred times sorry to become stronger."

After   , the people surrounding her finally quieted down.

   "If you react fast enough, you can use your abilities to erect a defense for yourself, instead of letting me summon ice ink to protect you."

   Her smile deepened, but her eyes were full of ice, "From tomorrow onwards, our future station will not be a place without zombies, and the skin is tightened for me."

  Everyone was silent, watching her lead Yin Ze back to the house with a bad face.

   Mu Yang, who followed Zhou Qiyang and the others, was punished for writing before he could speak. He looked up at the brothers and sisters who had been punished and showed no bitterness on their faces. His mood was a bit subtle.

   "It's true... we're too weak."

   Yuanlin only remembered that he only cared about the pain in his ear at that time, but he didn't realize the danger in that voice.

   The situation of other people is similar to him, so there is no complaint about being punished, and even some self-blame.

  Ren Mingliang and the others just looked at each other in dismay, but felt that she would be injured sometimes, and... In the face of the concern of her teammates, she didn't appreciate it, and even taught her teammates a lesson, which was too cruel.

   But this is her team's business, and it has nothing to do with them. Although she feels a little unreasonable, she doesn't plan to meddle in her own business.

   (end of this chapter)