The daily life of the devil's wife

Chapter 462 The Powerless White Lotus
The girl's voice was very soft and soft, and she looked like a weak woman with no strength to restrain her.

If it wasn't for the trust in Zhuo Hao, and seeing the fleeting smile in her eyes, Jun Moli would probably really think that she has been greatly wronged.

The white lotus temperament that the girl emanates from the inside does not match Ruan Lingyan's personality at all.

When we met for the first time, Jun Moli would indeed mistake her for Ruan Lingyan because of her appearance, but now it seems that whether it is her character or appearance, she is more like the person who should have died a long time ago—Ruan Lingshu!

But, why didn't she die?

"Miss Fandie, we know you are kind, but this villain, he... he actually..."

Halfway through the conversation, the man looked at the slightly protruding part of the girl and couldn't continue.

He frowned slightly, clasped his hands into claws, and quickly attacked Zhuo Hao.

Jun Moli stood still, the current Zhuo Hao was not the one who had no spiritual power in his body before, even if these guards went together, they might not be his opponents.

The current Zhuo Hao has all the cultivation, but lacks actual combat experience.

These guards came just in time, just enough for him to practice his skills before returning to Zhuojiazhuang.

Among those people, Ruan Lingshu's spiritual power was the highest, if she had accompanied Zhuo Hao to practice, he would probably improve faster.

But it's a pity, she seems to be used to staying quietly by the side, being a white lotus with no power to restrain the chicken.

Zhuo Hao was entangled by the four guards, and there were big beads of sweat on his forehead.

He instinctively wanted to ask Jun Moli for help, but when he thought that he was a man of cultivation now and could not rely on Jun Moli's power for the rest of his life, he swallowed back the cry for help that came to his lips.

The girl stood aside, watching them entangled quietly, and did not make a move.

When the guests of the inn saw the sudden fight at the door, they all sat aside and watched the show, as if they were not at all worried about being hurt by innocent people.

"Shop er, here's a piece of beef and a bowl of soy milk."

"Guest officer, beef and fine wine are the perfect match."

"Stop rambling, who is drinking so early in the morning." The man waved his hand slightly: "Go and serve the beef to the uncle, don't block the uncle from watching the show."

"Bring me a piece of peanuts too, to be roasted."

"Good Le!"

In the inn, not only did the guests not turn away in fright because of the fight between Zhuo Hao and the others, but the business of the inn was getting better and better.

They sat quietly at the wooden table, eating the food on the plate while watching the good show in front of them.

Jun Moli also found a place to sit down, and turned his head to look around.

It has to be said that Huayang City deserves to have many branches of great families. The people here are different from those in other towns. They are completely used to street fighting and are not afraid at all.

Calling over to the waiter, Jun Moli ordered four steamed buns and two bowls of soy milk.

Thinking that Zhuo Hao would be hungry after a while, and he could still satisfy his hunger.

"Humph……"

"what……"

As time went by, Zhuo Hao played more and more smoothly.

The guards were gradually lost, and they were beaten up by him, howling again and again.

The pink-clothed girl's eyes were slightly curved, and she suppressed her smile only for a moment. She saw the right moment and quickly stepped forward, blocking a guard: "Don't hit... poof..."

Before she finished speaking, a fireball landed on her body.

She frowned slightly in pain, and spit out a mouthful of blood from her mouth.

(End of this chapter)