The daily life of the devil's wife

Chapter 212: Unfortunate Die!

"Hmph, you don't need to pretend to be kind!"

"Fake kindness?" Walking slowly to Ruan Zetai's side, raised his hand to lift his chin, staring at him quietly with evil and bloodthirsty eyes: "I think you misunderstood. I was just worried that you would hold on I can't stop fainting, it's just ruining my interest!"

"you……"

Staring at Jun Moli angrily, Ruan Zetai felt that tonight was the greatest humiliation he had suffered in his life.

Withdrawing his hand, Jun Moli slowly straightened up.

She turned her body slightly, and glanced at Ruan Zetai lightly, her eyes overflowing with disdain: "If you can't hold on anymore, you must tell me this morning. I have all kinds of medicine here, and I will definitely help you."

"Devil, you are simply a devil!"

Looking at Jun Moli's smiling but cold side face, Ruan Zetai growled hysterically.

If he had known that letting her stay in a soft heart back then would result in such a terrible situation today, he would have killed her without hesitation!

But, everything is over, in Ruan Zetai's mansion, a demon crawled out of hell!
Devil, is she a devil?

As if she really is.

Some people called her that before, but it was too long and she forgot.

It turns out that time can really erase all traces, so obliterated that she even forgot her original appearance.

Raising his hand and waving lightly, the domineering sword energy was quickly released.

Jun Moli sent out two attacks in a row, and they landed on Ruan Zetai's left and right wrists equally, cutting off the tendons.

"what……"

"Humph……"

Ruan Zetai was tormented by her until his consciousness was about to collapse. He held on to his consciousness to prevent himself from appearing weak in front of Jun Moli.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop his eyeballs from rolling upwards.

Seeing that his spiritual consciousness was about to collapse, Jun Moli took out a bottle of potion from the ring and forcibly poured it into him.

"This bottle of potion is very effective, at least it can last you until early tomorrow morning. During this time, you can stay here alone and enjoy it!"

Withdrawing his hand, Jun Moli turned around and walked towards the three people on the other side.

After Ruan Zetai drank the potion she forcibly poured, his spiritual consciousness recovered immediately, and even the pain in his limbs gradually became clearer.

Looking up at the back of Jun Moli, Ruan Zetai finally couldn't help roaring: "Jun Moli, you tortured me so much, you might as well kill me with one knife!"

"Jun Moli, come back to me, come back!"

"Jun Moli, you devil, even if I, Ruan Zetai, die, I will let you die first!"

The dark clouds gradually dissipated, revealing the original appearance of the night sky, and the rain also completely contained the offensive.

Hearing Ruan Zetai's voice from behind, Jun Moli paused and turned his head slightly.

The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, her smile was vicious, and her perfect profile was extremely charming in the night.

From the corner of the eye, she glanced faintly at Ruan Zetai behind her, and after just one glance, she withdrew her gaze: "I'll wait!"

After saying a word coldly, Jun Moli stepped forward and patted Fenghuang on the shoulder: "Let's go."

Hearing her words, Zhuo Hao, who had been turning his back to him, heaved a sigh of relief, thankful that all this is finally over.

The three big ones and one small one walked side by side in the Hundred Volts Forest, and they walked towards the ruined temple at a leisurely pace.

Ruan Zhetai behind him gritted his teeth and looked at their backs. The seeds of hatred were deeply buried in his heart and began to take root: "Jun Moli, I want you to die!"

(End of this chapter)