The daily life of the devil's wife

Chapter 439 Jun Ze
Seeing the phoenix slowly approaching, he jumped up from the ground in fright, and hurriedly hid behind Jun Moli: "Master, I am willing to be your cow or horse, and I will be at your command anytime!"

"She already has a deity, she won't want you."

"Who said no, I'm just short of a cow and horse who will serve tea and water."

Jun Moli's voice carried a hint of a smile, but the corner of the young man's mouth twitched.

The woman of emotion has been waiting here for him, letting him dig a hole and bury himself alive.

Thinking of him as a high-level monster, he is still a bit inferior to humans in terms of cunning.

But with the current situation, it was his turn not to agree.

Thinking about it, he clenched his fists and gently helped Jun Moli to beat his back: "Thank you, master, for taking me in. But, master, when is it convenient for you to give me the antidote?"

Seeing the boy's dog-legged face, Fenghuang crossed his arms in anger.

Turning to look at Jun Moli, seeing that she really took out a small porcelain bottle from her bosom, Fenghuang was so angry that he scolded the idiot in his heart.

Unable to bear it any longer, the phoenix turned into a fiery red smoke and entered Jun Moli's body.

Seeing this, Zhuo Hao at the side also called Qinglong back and took it back into his spiritual consciousness.

"Miss Jun, do you really want to give him the antidote?"

Turning to look at Jun Moli, Zhuo Hao's eyes were full of worry.

Everyone in the world does not know that monsters are ferocious and cunning by nature.

If Jun Moli gave him the antidote at this moment, what if he went back on his word and ate them all at once?
Hearing that Zhuo Hao was suspicious of him, the young man seemed to be afraid that Jun Moli would repent, he grabbed the small porcelain bottle in her hand, and drank the potion inside.

Watching him drink up the holy spring water in the small porcelain bottle, Jun Moli raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and a sly look flashed across his eyes: "Who said it was an antidote?"

Suddenly, the boy froze, and looked at her in disbelief: "Master, I am willing to be your cow or horse, you can't treat me like this."

"Don't worry, although this bottle is not an antidote, it can suppress the toxicity in your body and prevent it from recurring. As for the antidote, I really don't want to refine it."

"So it's not an antidote." Nodding slightly, Zhuo Hao breathed a sigh of relief: "If that's the case, I can rest assured."

"..."

rest assured?

They are relieved, but what should he do?
Sure enough, compared with their monsters, human beings have more cunning minds, and they will not hand over the antidote so easily.

From this point of view, does he really want to act like a cow to this woman to save his own life?

Thinking of this, the corners of Shunian's mouth twitched slightly, and he mourned for his future days.

Before he came back to his senses, Jun Moli suddenly turned around, looking straight at him with cold eyes: "Warcraft, what's your name?"

"Xi Ze."

"Well, it's too difficult to remember." Raising his hand, Jun Moli stroked his chin: "Since you are mine now, why don't you follow my surname Jun, with a single name named Ze?"

After the words fell, the corner of the boy's mouth twitched, and he stared at her with resentment in his eyes: "Do I have a choice?"

"Of course not."

"..."

"Jun Ze, that's a nice name." Zhuo Hao murmured in a low voice, and looked at Jun Moli excitedly: "Miss Jun, why don't you choose a name for me as well."

"Well, then your name is Zhuo Hao."

"..."

Miss Jun, can we have some snacks when we choose the name?
(End of this chapter)