At this time, in front of her, there was a man in black. This kind of dress was obviously a person who was in charge of intelligence.

"Are you sure that summer is not in Qingshi?"

Su Jiuer's face was not very good-looking, which made the man in black present very nervous. Even though he was not from Suhang, he had heard of the name of the Suhang female devil.

This is the Lord who cuts off people's hands and feet at any time and takes lives!

"Yes...Yes Miss Su, Xia Tian is not in Qingshi now."

"Then where did he go?"

Su Jiuer's emotions became a little excited in an instant, and she aimed at the man in black with the crossbow in her hand.

The man in black shivered and hurriedly said, "Go back to Miss Su, he went to the provincial capital and looked for Yuan Zhong."

call out!

Su Jiuer pulled the trigger suddenly, and the arrow shot out with a squirting sound.

The man in black trembled in fear. Just as the flash of lightning, one hand suddenly grabbed the arrow. The tip of the arrow was only less than an inch away from the man's forehead.

And the hand holding the arrow was flowing blood.

The monk's entire arm burst out with blue veins, and his face looked a little painful. He turned around and looked at the man in black and said, "You go out first."

"Thank you...thank you."

The man in black said thanks to the monk as if he was granted a general amnesty and ran out the door as fast as possible.

At this time, Su Jiuer was staring at the monk's bloody hand in a daze.

"Junbao, why do you want it?"

Su Jiuer was really heartbroken. She was a stern-hearted woman and never cared about the life and death of others.

But now that the monk was injured, Su Jiuer's heart was as painful as a needle.

"My ok lady."

The monk went over to clean the wound himself, then wrapped his hands with gauze, and Su Jiuer hurried over and said, "I'll help you."

However, the monk subconsciously pulled his hand back: "Miss, men and women cannot understand clearly, I can do it myself."

Su Jiuer was a little angry and said, "Junbao, your hands are like this. What are you still concerned about whether men and women can't help you? Don't move around, I'll bandage it for you."

The monk didn't say anything else after all, and let Su Jiuer bandage him.

The arrow that Su Jiuer shot just now was too close, and the monk used all his strength to catch the arrow. This situation was like catching a bullet with empty hands, and the close friction caused the monk to suffer a lot.

Now when you look at it, the wound is almost penetrated into the palm of your hand, which can be described as shocking.

"Miss, why are you so angry? Is it because Xia Tian ignored you?" asked the monk.

Su Jiuer replied: "I asked Xia Tian to deal with Yuan Zhong with me, but he actually ran to Yuan Zhong's house directly. Junbao, do you think Xia Tian was deliberately angering me?"

The monk was silent for a while and replied, "Miss, why don't I vent my anger for you."

Su Jiuer looked up at the monk, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes: "Junbao, what are you talking nonsense? You have said it yourself. You are not Xia Tian's opponent, so what can you help me?"

"And Junbao, your hands are not bloody."

The monk closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "Miss, if you really can't get angry, Junbao is willing to fall into the Abyssin Hell forever!"

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