The daily life of the devil's wife

Chapter 187
After leaving the black market, Jun Moli took out the remaining bottle of holy spring water from his arms and handed it to Zhuo Hao: "Drink him."

"Drink it?" Zhuo Hao looked at the small porcelain bottle with disgust: "Isn't this your bath water?"

"..."

Jun Mo Limo raised his hand to open Zhuo Hao's mouth, and gulped him down.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Zhuo Hao choked on being fed too quickly by Jun Moli.

But Jun Moli ignored him, glanced sideways at the back, and murmured softly: "Here we come!"

"What's coming?"

After the words fell, a lot of white powder visible to the naked eye suddenly appeared in the air.

"Ah Choo..." Zhuo Hao managed to recover, and inhaled a lot of powder in his nasal cavity, causing him to sneeze: "What the hell is this?"

Rubbing his nose uncomfortably, Zhuo Hao just raised his eyes when he saw the murderous look in Jun Moli's eyes.

Suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, and just about to ask what happened, he saw a woman walking forward quickly, blocking their way with a smiling face.

"You have already been poisoned by my Cloud Shadow Sect. If you want to save your life, just obediently hand over the pill book and the dagger."

Hearing this, Zhuo Hao looked at her with displeasure.

The woman was wearing a white dress, half of the magic was tied into a bun, and the other half was loosely scattered behind her head.

She squinted at Jun Moli, a slight smile appeared on her beautiful face, and there was a sense of immortality in her disdainful expression, whoever it was if it wasn't the beloved disciple of the master of Yunying Sect.

"Get out if you don't want to die!"

The cold tone carried a biting chill.

Jun Moli didn't even look at her, and continued walking.

Seeing that they were about to leave, Leng Muxiang frowned, and shot out a stick of ice from his palm.

Bingling was extremely fast, and directly hit Jun Moli.

"court death!"

The ghostly figure flashed quickly, dodging her attack without any suspense.

Leng Muxiang was slightly surprised, but soon came back to her senses, frowning vigilantly, looking for Jun Moli's figure.

However, Jun Moli's speed was too fast, before Leng Muxiang could find her figure, she suddenly felt an invisible air pressure coming out from behind.

Turning around like a hurricane, he just met the blow of the dagger glowing with purple light.

Suddenly, she felt a stabbing pain on her face, and warm blood slowly slid down her smooth skin.

"You..." He raised his hand to cover the wound on his face, Leng Muxiang's eyes were full of surprise: "Why didn't you get poisoned?"

Her answer was silence...

"Poisoned?"

Zhuo Hao chewed these two words several times, and then realized why Jun Moli avoided drinking the bottle of holy spring water from him.

It's just that he drank all the water from the holy spring, what should Miss Jun do, will she die of poison?

While he was in a daze, a slug of ice quickly hit him.

When he looked up, Bingling was already close in front of him, and it was too late to hide.

Seeing the ice that was about to stab his eyes, Zhuo Hao closed his eyes in fright and swallowed.

After waiting for a long time, he didn't feel any pain.

Opening her eyes tentatively, she found that Jun Moli blocked the ice with a dagger, while Leng Muxiang took the opportunity to raise her hand and dropped a palm of ice on her chest.

"mean!"

"Hmph, I can't poison you to death, and I still don't believe that this ice palm can't freeze you to death."

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, pulling at the wound on his face.

Leng Muxiang narrowed her eyes coldly, and raised her hand to strike Jun Moli again.

Jun Moli was on guard this time, she turned slightly and stabbed the dagger into her back...

　Thank you Junjun for your reward, love you love you~mua~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)