The daily life of the devil's wife

Chapter 365 Don't Kill Me!
"Stinky boy, did the old man's lecture just now be for nothing? You can't answer such a simple question."

"I... I'll take another look."

Picking up the potion in front of him, Zhuo Hao sniffed it under his nose.

Looking at the old man's flushed cheeks from holding back his laughter, Jun Moli suddenly discovered that his hidden attribute was a cheating apprentice.

Obviously, the potion he asked Zhuo Hao to identify was not any potion they had just learned.

"Master, I still can't see it."

"Then try it."

"Taste?" His eyes widened in surprise, Zhuo Hao's face was slightly troubled.

Seeing him standing still, the old man frowned feigning displeasure: "Don't worry, it's not poisonous, just drink it at ease."

After saying that, the old man raised his hand and forced Zhuo Hao to drink up the bottle of potion until there was not a single drop left.

"What smell?" The old man took the utensil from his hand and looked at Zhuo Hao curiously.

"It's a bit sweet." Zhuo Hao smacked his mouth, aftertaste: "It's like strawberry... taste..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly rolled his eyes and passed out.

Seeing him fainted, Bo Jun hurriedly stood up, looked at Zhuo Hao, and then at the old man blankly: "Teacher, what kind of potion is this, will it kill you?"

"Based on the old man's medical skills, can the refined medicine drink the dead?"

Turning to look at Bo Jun, he shook his head heavily.

Thinking that he could trust his own medical skills, the old man nodded with a gratified smile.

But in the next moment, Bo Jun suddenly said: "I don't know."

After saying that, the corner of the old man's mouth twitched slightly, and he waved his hand in disgust: "Okay, okay, that's the end of today's pharmacy class, you can go."

"Oh."

Nodding numbly, Bo Jun packed up his utensils and left without asking any further questions.

As soon as he left, Jun Moli and the old man brought Zhuo Hao back to the land of dragon veins.

After all, there are too many students coming in and out of Yunying Academy, if someone accidentally sees them, it would be bad if they misunderstand what they are doing, such as murder and arson.

Helping Zhuo Hao to sit down in the bamboo forest, the old man beat his waist tiredly, and sat down together: "Stinky boy, who are you?"

"Below is Zhuo Hao, the eldest son of the Zhuo Family Manor of Tianqi Kingdom."

Hearing this, the old man was slightly taken aback: "Isn't the Zhuojiazhuang of the Tianqi Kingdom a big family comparable to the Mojiazhuang! This brat has been hiding his identity all the time. If the old man hadn't developed this potion, he might have died He has been kept in the dark."

"Master, since he doesn't want to say it, let's pretend we don't know."

"Well, that's fine." Nodding slightly, the old man continued to ask: "Stinky boy, I will ask you again, what happened to you last time you went down the mountain, and why did your temperament change so much after you came back?"

"I was entrusted by Miss Jun to go down the mountain to make a deal with the people of the Cheetah Mercenary Group. Then I was too hungry, so I went to the tavern to order some food. I didn't expect to meet... I met them!"

"They?" Jun Moli narrowed his phoenix eyes, and immediately grasped the point: "Who are they, but are they people you know?"

"They are... are..."

Frowning slightly, Zhuo Hao didn't finish his speech.

As if recalling some bad memory, his forehead suddenly overflowed with sweat, and even his face turned into ashes.

"Don't...don't kill me, don't kill me..."

His brows became tighter and tighter, his hands clenched into fists, and his body collapsed straight due to tension.

(End of this chapter)