The daily life of the devil's wife

Chapter 202
Jun Moli twitched the corners of Jun Moli's mouth when Miss Jun heard the loud voice behind her.

It's only been five days since we last saw each other, Zhuo Hao is good at annoying people.

Thinking that they will soon enter the Cloud Shadow Sect together, Jun Moli felt that his whole body was not well, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace a little.

However, Zhuo Hao's speed was not slow, and he followed her steadily all the time.

Watching them walk out of the inn door one after the other, the corner of the old man's mouth twitched and his eyes narrowed into a smile: "Oh, these two little guys are really interesting, it seems that the old man asked that brat Zhuo Hao to pay homage to him." There is nothing wrong with the decision of entry."

As he spoke, he took a sip of wine into his mouth.

After Gulu Gulu swallowed a few sips, he slowly raised his hand and wiped off the wine remaining on his beard: "Not bad, not bad, I won't be too lonely with the two of them in the company of the mountain gate in the future."

After leaving the inn, Jun Moli accelerated to the street in front of the mercenary market.

Zhuo Hao followed her unhurriedly, and when he saw her enter the mercenary market, his eyes were full of surprise.

Strange, isn't this the place where missions are posted? Why did Miss Jun come here?

"Miss Jun, why did you come back here? Could it be that you have something you can't handle and need to issue a mission to the mercenary group?"

"..."

"Miss Jun, you don't need to waste so much commission. If you really have something, you can tell me, maybe I can help you."

"..."

Speechless, Jun Moli turned a corner and entered the entrance of the mercenary market.

There are no black market people waiting here. Compared with the previous few days, the mercenary market is obviously much deserted, and there are even fewer people who issue tasks.

Perhaps because of the morning, there were not many people in front of the task bar.

"Baqui."

When he came to the door of the Cheetah Mercenary Group, Bagui stretched sleepily.

Jun Moli called him softly, and saw that his stretching motion froze, and he opened his eyes vigilantly: "Who, who called me?"

Jun Moli was half a head shorter than him, and he was taller than Jun Moli when he stood on the stairs.

He looked around, but didn't see half a figure.

Zhuo Hao, who was following Jun Moli, saw this scene and couldn't help laughing: "What a big fool."

Ignoring Zhuo Hao behind him, Jun Moli stepped up the stairs and stood in front of Ba Kui: "Here."

"So it's a girl, please come in, please come in!"

He retreated sideways to make way for Jun Moli.

Jun Moli was also polite, and walked straight into the door.

Zhuo Hao also wanted to follow in, but just as he took a step, Ba Kui stopped him outside.

"We are together."

He stepped forward and wanted to pass him, but Ba Kui didn't give him any face, and stared at him: "Sorry, the honored guest didn't say that you were with her, you can only wait outside."

"We're really in this together."

"Hmph, please stay here for the uncle."

With a cold snort from his nasal cavity, Bagui turned and walked into the gate of the Cheetah Mercenary Group.

Looking at his back, the corners of Zhuo Hao's mouth twitched slightly, his face full of dissatisfaction: "Wait and wait, hum!"

Walking into the gate of the Cheetah Mercenary Group, Jun Moli subconsciously looked around.

The room is not very big, the tables, chairs and benches are a little old, only the furs of middle and low-level monsters hanging on the wall can be seen everywhere, showing the past glory of the cheetah mercenary group.

(End of this chapter)