The daily life of the devil's wife

Chapter 397 Death without a burial place!

Saying that, Jun Moli raised his hand and threw the cup out.

The water-green porcelain cup was thrown out by her, drawing a line of loneliness in the air.

With a "crack", the porcelain cup fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

The chicken soup spilled out and splashed all over the floor, and even splashed a few drops on Mo Feifei's skirt, which made her take a few steps back in shock.

"Sorry, my hand slipped."

Jun Moli said it lightly, but the meaning was very clear.

Mo Feifei was not stupid, so he knew that this woman didn't want to believe her at all.

He frowned slightly, and a murderous intent flashed quickly in his eyes, but he concealed it the moment he looked up at Jun Moli.

"It's okay, I'll pack up and come back tomorrow."

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and Mo Feifei forced a smile.

She squatted down slowly, carefully picking up the pieces of porcelain on the ground.

Looking at her indifferently, Jun Moli didn't seem to expect that Mo Feifei's desire to kill her was so persistent.

"Then trouble you."

Looking away, Jun Moli slowly stood up and stretched his muscles in the tent.

Raising her head, Mo Feifei glanced at her displeasedly, cleaned up the pieces of porcelain, opened the soft curtain of the camp tent and left.

As soon as she walked out of the tent, the smile in her eyes immediately disappeared, replaced by sharp eagle eyes.

That woman, Jun Moli, is really difficult to deal with.

But fortunately, she is not stupid, and did not poison this chicken soup.

This time it was just a test, there was no need to waste the hard-earned poison.

Next time, she must let Jun Moli die without a place to bury that woman!
Walking to the corner, Mo Feifei threw away the porcelain fragments in his hand.

She was just about to leave when she collided head-on with a teenager.

Mo Feifei was bumped into her arms, and she was suffocated. She raised her head and glared at the boy in front of her displeasedly.

"Sorry, I walked too fast just now, didn't I hurt you?" Chu Yu glanced at the girl in front of him, and there was a hint of worry in Chu Yu's eyes.

Meeting his eyes, Mo Feifei was slightly taken aback.

Although she has only been in Yunying Academy for a short time, she has gotten along well with the students of the same period, and she even looks familiar in front of the previous senior brothers and sisters.

And the young man in front of her, she had never seen before, judging from the aura exuding from him, this person must have a good identity.

Is he...

Suddenly, Mo Feifei was startled by the thought that popped into his mind.

"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine." Containing the displeasure in her eyes, Mo Feifei looked at Chu Yu with a smile on her face: "Are you from Yunying Academy? Why have I never seen you?"

"No, I'm..." Chu Yu suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking.

He looked at Mo Feifei, and saw that she was looking at him curiously, as if she was waiting for his answer.

Suddenly, Chu Yu rolled his eyes and said slyly: "I'm here to find Jun Moli, she is my master."

"Jun Moli is your master?"

Chu Yu's words surprised Mo Feifei.

She turned her head to look at the largest tent in the row of tents, and after a moment of contemplation, a gloomy light quickly flashed across her eyes.

This young man must have been sent by God to help her on purpose.

Jun Moli, I think you are not dead this time!

Withdrawing his gaze, Mo Feifei turned his head to look at the young man in front of him, his eyes filled with smiles again: "It's great that you are her apprentice, but I'm worried that I can't find anyone to help me."

(End of this chapter)