C91 Miss are you a devil

Mo Weinong and the others wanted to go up to see what was written on the paper, but they restrained themselves from standing behind her and waiting for her to finish writing.

After fifteen minutes, Mo Weinong finally stopped writing after she used up two pieces of paper.

At this time, a soft moan came from behind him. Mo Weinong asked without turning her head, "You're awake?"

Tang Ziji's entire body was in pain and he was drenched in cold sweat. He had lost too much blood and also suffered from heavy internal injuries. Right now, his mind was not very clear, and he could only subconsciously follow what she said. He made a sound.

Shen Ling wanted to step forward to take a look, but was glared at by Mo Weinong and had no choice but to stop.

Mo Weinong held onto the piece of paper, walked to the edge of the bed, and smiled at Tang Ziji, "Since you're awake, then sign this."

"W-what?" Tang Ziji tried his best to open his eyes, but only after his eyes became clearer did he clearly see the woman in front of him. You, who are you? You saved me? "

He felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Mo Weinong anxiously took two steps back, in order to not get involved.

Tang Ziji fell back onto the bed. His eyes became even more blurry, and with a twist of his forehead, he knew that his internal injuries had affected his eyes, and the methods of the black-clothed men were also extremely ruthless.

His hands trembled as he reached for his waist. The medicine bag that he always carried with him had disappeared. Only now did he recall that it was left behind by a sword in the middle of a fight.

Without the medicine, not only would he be blinded, he might even lose his life.

After thinking for a moment, he could only say to the woman beside him, "Lady, it's fine if you save her. I'll have to trouble you to get some medicine for me."

It was difficult for a woman to make a meal like this. Even if he was skilled in medicine, he was still just an ordinary person without any medicinal ingredients.

"Sure, but you have to sign this first." Mo Weinong shook the paper in her hand again.

Tang Ziji could not see it clearly and asked, "What is it?"

"The indenture contract."

"What did you say?" Tang Ziji raised his voice suddenly, and once he became agitated, he immediately felt pain in his head, and then he fell back suddenly. His internal organs felt as if they had been struck, and sweat started to appear on his forehead due to the pain, while blood once again flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

Not only him, even Shen Qian was stunned and widened his eyes.

"I know you can't see it clearly, so I'll tell you. Tang Ziji is willing to serve Mo Weinong for three years. During these three years, you have to listen to me, if I say go east, you can't go west. If I tell you to treat your illness, you can't poison it, and if I tell you to sleep, you can't eat. "Three years later, you can come and go as you please, I won't force you."

In three years time, she would naturally make him become one of her own.

Tang Ziji felt that she was extremely preposterous, he endured the pain and anger in his chest and said, "Impossible, a subordinate? Three years? "In your dreams."

Mo Weinong shrugged her shoulders, "Alright, then we'll be leaving. You can just stay here and fend for yourself."

As he said that, he brought Shen Qian and the rest and walked out.

Shen Ling opened his mouth as though he wanted to say something, but in the end, he still followed behind Mo Weinong and left the room.

Tang Ziji felt his vital energy and blood churning, the wound was scorching hot, and his eyes were becoming more and more blurry.

He knew his own injuries even better than Mo Weinong did. If he wasn't treated in time, he would become crippled very quickly.

However, he couldn't be a servant for three years.

"Ah ?" He cried out in pain and fell on the bed, twitching.

Shen Ling who was outside the door walked in front of Mo Weinong a few times, wanting to say something but hesitating. The latter acted like he did not see it and did not respond.

The pain in the room became even more obvious, and fear emerged from Tang Ziji's heart. It was more painful to be blind than to die.

Mo Weinong did not care whether he would die or not, since it was not because of him, he would probably not be able to survive.

She calmly sat outside drinking tea, while the White Fox snuck onto her lap. Of course it could hear the cries in the room. It only started to flatter Mo Weinong because it heard them.

This Master was really scary and narrow-minded, he didn't mind at all being known as cunning.

After about half an hour, Tang Ziji's sharp shout came from inside the room, "You ? "Come in."

Mo Weinong pushed open the door and walked in, and placed the indenture contract in front of him, "Sign it."

"..." Three years. Three years was too long. At most ? "One year."

Mo Weinong shrugged her shoulders, took the indenture contract and turned to leave, "If you don't sign, bring it down, when you're dead, I'll get someone to throw you to the unmarked cemetery."

It was one thing to bargain, but to even ask for such a thing.

If he said one less... In a month, she might be able to consider it. Two years less? Dream on!

"You're taking advantage of the situation." Tang Ziji clenched his teeth, he had always been fooling around with other people, when did he ever get into such a difficult situation?

He was bullied by a dog or a woman.

Mo Weinong shook the paper in her hand, "Whether I sign or not, it's up to you."

"Isn't that forced?" You are the devil. "

"Alright, I have plans to become a demon."

"?" Tang Ziji was furious, he gritted his teeth and used the blood on his body to leave a mark on the 'indenture contract'.

Mo Weinong blew at him, and said to Shen Qian in satisfaction, "What medicinal ingredients does he want, go and catch them for him."

"Yes."

Only then did Mo Weinong leave the room in satisfaction, put the indenture contract away carefully, and returned to his room satisfied.

As for the Blood Palm, he would naturally talk about it when Tang Ziji recovered.

Sure enough, when Tang Ziji took the medicine that night and his spirit became a little better, he revealed the matter of the Blood Palm.

The other party seemed to hold a grudge against him, and each of his moves were ruthless. Tang Ziji himself was not weak, adding on to the fact that there were many poisons hidden on his body, the other party had sent out many people, and in the end they were all killed by him, leaving behind the three men in black who followed.

As for why the other party would use the name of the Blood Palm, Shen Qian guessed that the other party did not have the confidence to kill Tang Ziji, so as to not let him take revenge, they might as well push this blame onto the Blood Palm, and let them take the blame.

It was only then that Tang Ziji found out that Mo Weinong was actually the leader of the Blood Print. He had just left the den of wolves and entered the mouth of a tiger again.

Only, what he did not expect was that Shen Ling was also one of her subordinates. It was only then that Tang Ziji's heart slightly calmed down a bit, and he was at ease that he stayed behind to recuperate from his injuries. However, he still felt that Mo Weinong didn't seem like a powerful person. Shen Ling following her was a waste of his talent.

Mo Weinong was very angry with someone for impersonating their Blood Print, and decided to head out with Shen Qian on the second day to investigate the clues of the three black-clothed men.

That night, after sleeping, Mo Weinong's soul had left her body, thinking of Yuan Jin, and without saying a word, she floated to Prince Yan's Mansion.

This time, Prince Yan had a respectful look on his face. Seeing her come in, the smile on his face deepened, "You're here?"

"Yuan Jin, did you do it on purpose?" Mo Weinong's expression was not good.