My wife is not a demon

A nearby woman in a cloaked robe took out a silver coin and placed it on the counter. Keep the change, please.

"Slow down, guest."

The boss smiled and thanked him quickly.

The woman put the selected precious jade bracelet on her pink and white wrist, turned around and left, and passed by Shao Siming.

At the moment of passing by, Shao Siming suddenly frowned.

The girl stared at the back of the woman leaving, and a feeling of strangeness and familiarity welled up in her heart.

The fragrance on the other party's body seemed to have been smelled somewhere.

It's a special aroma, similar to... apples?

Shao Si Ming tried hard to think, and a flash of lightning flashed through his mind, and he finally remembered where he had met him.

Jiyue Tower!

That day she took Qin to find Xue Caiqing, and almost bumped into a woman when she went upstairs and turned the corner.

The woman's voice and body smell are very similar to the woman just now!

……

"Don't you know what's going on with your body now? My brother-in-law has told me thousands of times, how will I explain if my body is ruined by eating?"

Beside the candied chestnut cart, Qing Luo was still grabbing the snacks by the ear and scolding.

Wucailuo lowered her small head, and her delicate fingers were kneading together.

Although she seemed to accept the criticism humbly, Xiao Qiong's delicate nose quietly sniffed the scent of sugar chestnuts, and her throat rolled from time to time.

Obviously, the allure of delicious food is too great for girls.

I would rather die than starve to death.

Qing Luo was tired of criticizing her, seeing her sister's pitiful appearance, her heart finally softened, she bought a bag and stuffed it into her arms.

"You are not allowed to eat anything else today, do you hear me?"

Wucailuo nodded again and again, with a bright smile on her lovely face, after thinking about it, she leaned forward and kissed Qingluo.

"It's disgusting."

Qingluo quickly wiped the drool off her face, but the corners of her eyes were full of doting and loving.

The two returned to the shop, only to find that Shao Siming had disappeared.

Looking around, Qingluo couldn't see any figure, she asked with a blank face: "Where is the person? Why did he disappear suddenly?"

……

The sky is blue and white clouds are floating.

Among the sparse branches and leaves, the chirping of birds echoed a bit of peace and tranquility outside the city.

The woman in the black cloak was like a ghost in the dark, walking quietly in the forest, her light footsteps making no sound on the lawn.

There is no one around here, it is quite remote, and I don't know where the woman is going.

After a long time, the woman in the cloak suddenly stood still.

She gently stroked the jade bracelet she just bought on her wrist, with a slight smile on her apple-red mouth.

"It's interesting, isn't it?"

The crystal-clear jade bracelet reflected the woman's snow-like wrist, as if glowing with luster, and even the smudged voice was a bit blurred and erratic.

"Sometimes encounters are meant to be destined, even if they just pass by."

The woman laughed.

On the treetop not far behind, a delicate embroidered shoe slowly fell.

Like a dragonfly.

Shao Siming quietly looked at the cloaked woman he had met in Jiyue Tower, holding a mysterious seal with his fingertips.

The other party should not be there.

So the real culprit behind Xue Caiqing's assassination...maybe this woman.

The cloaked woman turned around slowly.

The cheeks under the hood are hidden in the shadows, only the sharp chin and the lips painted with bright red can be seen clearly.

"What a clean and pure girl."

The woman in the cloak stared at the refined girl on the treetop, her voice soft and emotional.

"It's a pity that the body was broken by a man. It makes people feel disgusted and angry. It's like a pure white snowflake falling on the cow dung, don't you think so?"

Shao Si Ming didn't answer, his cold eyes were full of indifference.

Pieces of green leaves fluttered slowly around the girl's slender waist, dancing lightly with her skirt.

With the girl as the center, a yin and yang pattern is gradually pulled out.

Swish!

The leaves condensed with killing intent seemed to be blades that had been tempered and forged, and they swept towards the woman in the cloak with the force of the torrential rain.

Scattered leaves penetrated surrounding tree trunks, splashing powder.

Facing this ferocious attack, the woman in the cloak didn't retreat, nor did she make any movements, standing straight as if she had been frozen.

呲——

Thousands of blades pierced through the woman's tender body.

But at this moment, the woman's body turned into a cloud of black mist and dissipated, disappearing in place.

Shao Siming raised his fingers together and pointed backwards abruptly.

The fallen leaves whirled crazily, like a horizontal tornado surrounding the woman in the cloak who suddenly appeared behind her, and the strong wind howled like a tiger and wolf.

"The little girl has a temper."