The daily life of the devil's wife

Chapter 323
"I promised others that I will pick up things in a month, and I can't break my word."

"It's simple, let that brat Zhuo Hao go, or not."

Walking to stop in front of Jun Moli, Bai Lan threw the pheasant in her hand on the ground, showing no intention of retreating.

"They didn't see me, they won't hand over things."

"This is even simpler. You give Zhuo Hao a token, and when they see the token, they will naturally hand it over."

"..."

Unable to defeat Bai Lan's insistence, Jun Mo Limo could only follow what she said.

During dinner, Jun Moli told Zhuo Hao about this.

Without any hesitation, Zhuo Hao immediately agreed.

Early the next morning, Jun Moli handed the ring full of potions to Zhuo Hao and told him how to use it.

Zhuo Hao quickly took it over, packed his bags, and went down the mountain path while Jun Moli and Bai Lan watched him off.

On the second day after Zhuo Hao left, Bai Lan was cooking soup in the kitchen, sighing lightly from time to time: "It's really boring to have no brats bickering."

At night, Mo Ran stands high on the treetops with the body of a black cat on his back.

After Zhuo Hao took the ring away, he had no place to rest and take a bath.

At night, Jun Moli would throw him out of the room, and he could only wander outside.

"Master, why did your soul escape into this black cat's body?"

On the side, the mysterious man looked at Mo Ran in surprise.

He had no idea that the master, who had always been aloof, would suddenly become so cute.

"The soul is too weak, just borrow a body to nourish the soul."

Mo Ran said it calmly, but the man wanted to laugh when he heard it.

If you want to borrow a body to support your soul, you shouldn't borrow a cat.

Such a small and soft lump, he really wanted to pinch it.

Mo Ran didn't know what he was thinking, and looked through the window, looking at Jun Moli in the room without blinking.

Unprepared, the man suddenly squatted down, raised his hand and stroked his hairy head: "Master, you look so cute now."

cute?

Turning his head, he glared at the man with his coquettish purple eyes, his cold eyes seemed to be able to put him to death.

Receiving his gaze, the man froze, stood up hastily, and patted the cat hair off his hands.

What happened to him just now, he dared to say that his master is cute.

The word cute obviously has nothing to do with that bloodthirsty devil.

Fortunately, fortunately, the master's soul was damaged, otherwise, if he blasphemed the master like he did just now, he might die a miserable death!

"That...Master, this villain is here to inform you that something happened at the branch."

"Understood, I will go back tomorrow."

Responding lightly, Mo Ran's eyes were still looking at Jun Moli, and his purple pupils were not in a hurry.

It seemed that no matter what happened, it was not as important as him watching Jun Moli quietly.

On the fifth day after Zhuo Hao left, Bai Lan finally stopped catching pheasants, and joined Jun Moli every day, learning the effects of medicinal herbs and the basic steps of making potions from the old man.

At night, Jun Moli sat cross-legged on the bed, practicing spiritual power.

Without breaking through the third seal, her cultivation grew very slowly, almost stagnating.

"Goddess, why haven't I seen that little black cat in the past few days? I really miss it."

Before going to sleep, Bai Lan looked at the beams above her head.

Normally at this time, the little black cat would already be lying there, staring at Jun Moli quietly.
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　Recently, I saw many friends asking who is the male protagonist, so Mo'er will give a unified answer here.The male lead is Mo Ran, who belongs to the same soul as Mo Yi, but an accident splits them in half.After tens of thousands of years, they each have their own consciousness and belong to different individuals.As for the future development of the two of you, let's look back together, mua~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)