The daily life of the devil's wife

Chapter 503 Shadow Master
The wound on his arm was very familiar to him, it was the wound left by his own sword.

But his sword clearly hit that woman, why did the wound appear on his own arm?

Frowning slightly, she looked at Jun Moli in front of her, and found that her injured arm was the same as his, both were right hands.

Evil, this is really too evil!
Facing the gaze of the old man, Jun Moli also noticed the strange wound on his arm.

She didn't make a move at all just now, why did the old man suddenly have that wound on his arm, and the wound was in the exact same location as hers.

Could it be the shadow master's light resistance skill?
According to the book, the shadow master's light resistance skill is a passive skill. Once a person with this skill is attacked, it will cause a certain amount of backlash to the attacker.

The wound on the old man's arm is exactly the same as the wound on her arm, which just fits this point.

It seems that she locked herself in the room to practice today, and she has successfully raised her cultivation base to a shadow master.

In this way, she can also use the skill of the shadow master - revived? .

Thinking about it, Jun Moli raised his hand, put his index finger and middle finger together, and gently brushed the wound on his arm.

She just wanted to try it out, but she didn't expect that as her finger brushed lightly, the wound that was still bleeding from the outside suddenly healed gradually, and there was not even a trace of scar to be found.

Sure enough, the skill of resuscitation and the one glance written in the book can automatically heal all wounds.

Watching the wound on her arm heal automatically, the old man stared in surprise. He looked at the strange wound on his arm, and then at Jun Moli.

"Demon girl, what demon technique did you use just now?"

"Of course it's a demon technique that you don't know."

Jun Moli answered casually, and didn't think about explaining anything.

Anyway, the old man's prejudice against her was already deeply ingrained, so she didn't need to try her best to change the old man's view of her.

"Hmph, it seems that the old man is right not to let Hao'er marry you!"

Hearing this, Zhuo Hao, who was hiding behind the count, frowned slightly.

He can see everything just now very clearly, but this will not change Jun Moli's image in his mind.

After all, she had seen Jun Moli use the Millennium Ice, and she also knew from the beginning that what she practiced was not magic but battle qi.

There are very few people like her who can practice both magic and battle qi in the Jiuluan Continent. It is not surprising that she knows some spells that ordinary people don't know.

On the contrary, the Patriarch, an old man, why would he want to kill Miss Jun so anxiously? Is it just because he refuses to marry Princess Anchun?

"hiss!"

Just as Zhuo Hao was thinking, there was another gasp in front of him.

Following the sound, he saw that the clothes on the old man's waist were cut by a sharp knife, and a trace of dark red liquid overflowed.

Just like before, Jun Moli also had a wound on his waist, but it healed automatically in an instant.

Looking at her fast-healing wound, the old man narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Although his cultivation level is higher than Jun Moli's, the one who is at a disadvantage right now is himself.

He didn't dare to kill her because he wasn't sure. If he killed that woman, would he die immediately?

Clenching his fists tightly, the old man suddenly didn't dare to make a careless move.

His eyes stared at Jun Moli without blinking, as if he was doing the final inner struggle.

(End of this chapter)