The daily life of the devil's wife

Chapter 158 A Good Sword Matches a Cheap One

Jun Moli didn't answer, and looked up and down the middle-aged man in front of him.

From the inside out of the man's body exuded a menacing aura, one could tell he was a man with strong force.

Facing the strong, Jun Moli did not dare to take it lightly.

But since that person took something from his master, he must hand it over!
If not, she would die with him even if she risked her life.

Seeing that Jun Moli did not speak, Zhuo Hao on the side couldn't help but said: "That wine gourd belongs to my master."

"Since this wine gourd is in my hands, it naturally becomes mine. If you want it, why not bet on it?" While speaking, the middle-aged man had a slight smile on his lips. .

Seeing this, Zhuo Hao thought he was a very talkative person: "Tell me, what are you betting on?"

"Bet...your lives!" The middle-aged man still smiled, but looked into their eyes with a bloodthirsty cold light.

Who in Baiyue City didn't know who opened the auspicious gambling house, they dared to make trouble in his place, and killed several people in his gambling house.

Since they dare to provoke them, they should be prepared to pay for it!

Hearing his words, Zhuo Hao was startled for a moment.

From the time the middle-aged man came downstairs to now, the smile on his face has not diminished.

I thought he was a very talkative person, so he would return the wine gourd to them, so that would be fine.

Unexpectedly, behind his smile, there was a murderous intent hidden.

"If you want our lives, it depends on whether you have the ability."

Jun Moli's voice came to his ears, revealing a trace of leisurely indifference.

Zhuo Hao and the old man turned their heads to look at her together.There was a trace of worry in his eyes.

Before Jun Moli was facing a group of young people, they naturally had nothing to worry about.

But now, the man in front of him is full of extremely strong spiritual power, and he is not so easy to deal with at first glance.

Moreover, there are many opponents, but there are only three of them. No matter how you look at it, they are bound to lose.

After roughly estimating the opponent's strength, the old man nervously looked at Zhuo Hao at the side: "Boy, do you think the old man's good apprentice is that person's opponent?"

"En." Nodding slightly, Zhuo Hao responded lightly.

After getting his answer, the old man breathed a sigh of relief, but in the next moment, he heard his deliberately lowered voice: "Master, let's run away while Miss Jun is holding him back. "

Suddenly, the corner of the old man's mouth twitched, feeling that this method is very feasible.

Jun Moli didn't know what they were thinking, the ghostly figure flashed quickly and came to the middle-aged man's side.

Her speed was as fast as lightning, which slightly surprised the middle-aged man.

But only for a moment, the middle-aged man slightly raised the corners of his mouth, avoiding Jun Moli's grasping hand.

"The speed is fast, but it's a pity that you don't even have a decent weapon. You are destined to die in my hands today."

"Really?" The phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and rushed forward again.

The man raised his right hand.A sharp sword with a cold light appeared in his hand.

The whole body of the sword is dark blue, enveloped by a stream of sword energy.

"Good sword!" Zhuo Hao looked at the sword and couldn't help admiring. When he looked up at the middle-aged man, he shook his head slightly: "It's a pity that a good sword should be so cheap."

His words fell into the ears of the middle-aged man verbatim, and he was so angry that he suddenly became angry: "You are courting death!"

(End of this chapter)