The daily life of the devil's wife

Chapter 395 The Disgraced Boy

On the third day, four quarters of the unitary hour.

The sunset is colorful, a hundred birds return to the forest, and the red fire clouds light up the whole sky.

Jun Moli and the others searched around the Cloud Shadow Sect for another day, but they still couldn't find half of Chu Yu.

Leng Muxiang walked at the front of the team with the disciples of the Cloud Shadow Sect, and she frowned slightly: "It's already the third day, where did the emperor of your Xiyan Kingdom go?"

"Where can I go, I must be dead."

"Brother, don't talk nonsense!"

"I'm not talking nonsense. I've been searching for so many days. If he's not dead, he should have been found long ago." Leng Zhou dragged his body tiredly, without even looking at Leng Muxiang, he raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead beads.

If it wasn't for that bullshit emperor of Xiyan Kingdom, why would he have to go down the mountain to suffer this crime, and he almost died of exhaustion these few days.

Now he just wanted to find the emperor's body quickly and bring it back to his business, so that he wouldn't have to suffer this kind of torture again.

Hearing his words, Jun Moli turned his head suddenly, his bright eyes looked straight at him, sharp as a falcon.

Sensing her gaze, Leng Zhou raised his head subconsciously, and happened to meet her eyes, which made him shiver in fright.

Turning his eyes to look around, he saw Qi Qi, a disciple of Cloud Shadow Sect, cast strange glances at him.

But after just one glance, they turned their eyes away again, pretending that nothing happened.

They could pretend nothing happened, but Leng Zhou couldn't.

He frowned in displeasure, feeling ashamed, bit the bullet and glared back at Jun Moli angrily: "What are you staring at? It's useless for you to stare at me. I didn't kill your emperor."

"Talk more, I don't mind freezing your mouth!"

"..."

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter from all around.

Leng Zhou looked at them, and then at Jun Moli, who made him lose face, his cheeks flushed with anger.

This woman, he should have dealt with her that night long ago, and keeping her alive is simply a disaster!
Holding back his anger, Leng Zhou continued to move forward, and Leng Zhou didn't say another word.

They searched for a while, and when they were about to go back, the dense grass beside them suddenly moved.

"who is it?"

Staring at the grass, Jun Moli instantly raised his guard.

Ever since she was assassinated that night, she always felt that someone was quietly following them these days.

But every time she turned her head, she didn't see any suspicious person, even she herself couldn't tell whether all this was an illusion or not.

Jun Moli's words were drowned in the woods without any reply.

She took out the dagger from the ring, and the ghostly figure flashed quickly and came behind the man.

I saw the man prostrate on the ground, struggling to stand up.

Jun Moli glanced at him indifferently, and pressed his dagger against his neck: "Who are you?"

After the words fell, the man froze, struggling to get up, but couldn't use any strength, so he could only turn over on the spot: "Master?"

Seeing that person's face, Jun Moli was also startled.

The boy in front of him seemed to be about sixteen or seventeen years old. His face was dirty, and there was a leaf on the corner of his mouth. He looked very miserable.

But even so, Jun Moli could tell from his facial features that this young man was the emperor of the Xiyan Kingdom they had been looking for these days—Chu Yu!
"How did you get it like this?"

"I got separated from the Ruan family army and was ambushed by others."

(End of this chapter)