The daily life of the devil's wife

Chapter 319 Not Fatal

Withdrawing his gaze, Mo Ran raised his right hand and made a cut on the palm of his left hand with spiritual power.

He has no body, there is an extra wound on the palm and no blood flows out, only black smoke comes out of the palm.

Black smoke floated in the air, slowly gathering into an oval black jade.

The black jade is in the shape of small water droplets, its texture is crystal clear and smooth like a baby's skin.

Raising his hand, holding the black jade in his hand, the wound on the palm of his left hand has healed automatically, and there is no trace of it anymore.

"Xiao Li'er, I won't let you get hurt again."

Pass a red rope through the black jade and wear it around the neck for Jun Moli.

The corners of Mo Ran's mouth curled up slightly, and the coquettish purple eyes lost the evil charm of the past, and had a touch of tenderness.

And his complexion was even paler than Jun Moli's.

The person lying on the bed seemed to feel everything he did. She frowned slightly, as if she would wake up in a second.

Seeing her long eyelashes trembling slightly, Mo Ran quickly suppressed her smile, turned into a cloud of black smoke, and got into the ring on her knuckle.

As soon as he left, Jun Moli slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she found that the bed curtain above her head was very familiar, and she knew that she had returned to Cangshan Mountain.

"Ink dye."

Subconsciously called out, but did not get any response.

Slowly sitting up from the bed, only to find that there was not even half a person in the room.

But she clearly remembered that after she was taken away, she heard Mo Ran's voice. Could it be all just an illusion?
Slightly lowering his eyes, looking at the blood-stained white gauze wrapped around his wrist, Jun Moli immediately denied what she had just thought.

No, if it was really an illusion, who would have saved her?
"How are you doing?"

Just as Jun Moli was in a trance, two wisps of smoke, one red and one black, came out of her body.

Fenghuang glanced at her indifferently, and raised his jaw slightly pretending not to care.

"It's okay, it's just that there is a lot of blood loss."

Jun Moli said it lightly, and didn't take this matter to heart.

As soon as Fenghuang heard the word "blood loss", he immediately turned to look at her.

With just one glance, his eyes fell directly on the gauze on her wrist: "What did that bastard do to you?"

Phoenix's eyes instantly turned red.

He nervously looked Jun Moli up and down, and found that there were no other wounds on her body, so her small hands clenched tightly into fleshy fists.

Last night, he felt that it was not good for someone to come to Jun Moli, but because he was too sleepy, he just used his spiritual power to warn that person.

Unexpectedly, not only was that person not afraid, but he even wanted to block Jun Moli's consciousness with medicine, making it impossible for him to get out even if he wanted to.

The whole night, he was tormented in the dark, deeply afraid that Jun Moli would encounter some accident, and he would change masters again.

Fortunately, she was not in danger of dying, but the white gauze wrapped around her wrist, which was stained red with blood, was particularly shocking!
He could imagine that last night, Jun Moli had a harder time than he did.

Seeing Fenghuang worried about him, Jun Moli felt warm in his heart.

She can't comfort people, so she can only repeat again: "You don't have to worry, I'm fine."

On the side, Mo Yi nodded slightly, but did not speak.

He knew in his heart that although the wound on Jun Moli's wrist was deep, it was indeed not fatal.
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