Evil Emperor steals relatives: cold special concubine

Chapter 67 Being poor is also a specialty.

When Jun Mo returned to the inn where he lived on the first day of junior high school, he had just fixed the disguise on his face and filled those disgusting pockmarks back on his face.

The deacon of the Jun family stepped back.

The middle-aged deacon still only stood at the door, and said coldly: "The head of the family has ordered that the trial will start the day after tomorrow, and you still have two days. It was snatched away, and no one else could get in."

After all, he threw a square iron piece to Jun Mochu.

"I know." Jun Mo first took the iron piece, glanced at it casually, and put it in his arms.

After the task was completed, the middle-aged deacon still turned and left without saying a word.

It seems that in his eyes, Jun Mochu has nothing to do with the Jun family at all.

As soon as the deacon of Jun's family left, Jun Mochu raised his phoenix eyes, looked at a certain place on the roof, and said indifferently: "The person in the dark, you can come out."

When the deacon of the Jun family came just now, she felt that there was an aura hidden in her room, but there were people from the Jun family just now, and she did not reveal it.

As the voice fell, there was a slight sound on the roof, and then a man dressed as a scholar came down from the beam and smiled, "Girl, what a coincidence, we meet again."

It was the scholar who traded a jug of wine for a life!

Unexpectedly, it would be him. Jun Mochu was a little surprised, but said calmly, "It's you? What are you doing here?"

"To tell you the truth." The scholar smiled, with two dimples on his face, making him look as polite and harmless as humans and animals, "Someone bought your life, girl, with a pot of wine..."

Hearing this, Jun Mo raised his eyebrows at first, "So you came to kill me?" Someone actually went to him to buy his life?

"But I didn't agree." The scholar answered lazily and suddenly.

"..." Damn, I hate half-talking guys the most.The corner of Jun Mochu's mouth twitched, "I don't like nonsense, what's your purpose for coming here!"

The scholar looked at Jun Mochu with a pleasant smile, "I'm just Xia Su Wuyan, I don't have any special skills but I'm poor, I must be looking for a girl because I have something to ask for."

Jun Mo gave him a lukewarm look at the beginning. He has no special skills but is poor?

well.

For the first time, she knew that being poor was also a specialty.

"I don't know. We've never met before. You still need my help." Wait, he said he was poor. Could it be that he wanted to borrow money from her?

Jun Mo directly said without thinking at first: "I don't have any money to lend you."

She is also very poor, so poor that only money is left.

"..." The smile on Su Wuyan's face froze, and the dimples were smoothed for a moment, and he said, "Girl Ganqing thinks I'm here to borrow money? I'm poor, but you see that Su looks like the kind Like a woman reaching out to borrow money?"

Jun Mo shrugged at the beginning, "Then maybe, the murderer will tell you before killing, I will definitely not hurt you?"

"..." Su Wuyan's black line, this woman...what logic.

The question is, is it true that he didn't borrow money from her?