The daily life of the devil's wife

Chapter 539 Returning to Cloud Shadow Sect

When Jun Moli returned to Cloud Shadow Sect alone, it was already four days later.

After she tied up the horse, she walked up to Cangshan Mountain, which she hadn't returned to for a long time.

As soon as she walked into the yard, she immediately saw Bai Lan who was drying the medicine, and the old man was sitting on the rocking chair beside him, dozing off leisurely.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Bai Lan followed the sound and saw Jun Moli walking slowly, his eyes were filled with joy.

"Goddess, you are finally back." Putting down the herbs in her hand, Bai Lan rushed forward, looked at Jun Moli, then turned to look behind her: "Hey, where is that brat Zhuo Hao? Why didn't he come back with you?"

"I came back just to tell you and Master about this."

"Okay, I'll call the stinky old man now."

After saying that, Bai Lan turned around and walked quickly to the old man's side, raised her leg unceremoniously, and kicked the rocking chair.

"boom!"

"Ouch!"

The rocking chair fell to the ground, and the old man rolled on the ground and wailed in pain.

"Bai Lan, what are you doing? This old man is hurting to death."

"Stinky old man, get up and have a look, my lady goddess is back."

Bai Lan's voice was still full of joy.

Ever since Jun Moli and Zhuo Hao entered Yunying Academy, it was as difficult as heaven for her to see her goddess.

The most irritating thing is that that smelly old man wants her to go to the mountain to collect and dry the medicine every day, but he doesn't let her go down the mountain to find her goddess and that brat Zhuo Hao in the academy.

But the old man himself runs down the mountain every day, and he is still unwilling to share with her about the goddess when he comes back.

Hearing Bai Lan's words, the old man was startled for a moment.

But after reacting, he hurriedly stood up and saw Jun Moli standing in the yard.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and his wrinkled old face was almost wrinkled because of joy.

"My dear boy, you're going to miss this old man."

Xiao ran forward, the old man stretched out his arms, wanting to embrace Jun Moli.

Jun Moli twitched the corner of his mouth, and raised his hand against his chest.

The old man's legs were short and his arms were short, and Jun Moli's slender arm pressed against his chest, so he couldn't get any closer.

He waved his hands a few times in the air, and found that he couldn't even touch Jun Moli's clothes, so he had to give up.

"Why did the old man accept such a cold-blooded girl as your apprentice, hey!" Sighing lightly, the old man lowered his hands and glanced at Jun Moli with dissatisfaction.

Seeing that he stopped tossing, Jun Moli slowly retracted the hand on his chest.

"Humph!" The old man pouted in displeasure, and turned his head to look at Jun Moli's side: "Hey, where's that brat Zhuo Hao, why didn't he come back with you?"

"Master, Zhuo Hao is not coming back."

"Not coming back?"

"Not coming back, what do you mean?"

Hearing this, the old man and Bai Lan were startled, their faces full of astonishment.

"This time we went down the mountain and went back to Zhuojiazhuang. The old Patriarch of Zhuojiazhuang passed away, and the position of Patriarch was passed on to Zhuo Hao."

"That kid has become the patriarch, and he is also the patriarch of the Zhuojiazhuang of several big families in the Tianqi Kingdom." With his eyes slightly open, the corners of the old man's mouth slightly raised, and a smile quickly appeared on his face: "Not bad, not bad, this is the big family." It's a good thing, if you don't come back, you won't come back. Hahaha..."

"A good thing is indeed a good thing, but... But when I think that it will be as difficult as heaven to see him again in the future, I still feel a little bit reluctant."

(End of this chapter)