Chapter 1009

At this time, in front of her, there was a man dressed in black, this kind of dress, at first glance, he was engaged in intelligence.

"Are you sure you didn't spend the summer in Kyeongshi?"

Su Jiu'er's face was not very good-looking, which made the man in black present very nervous, even though he was not from Su Hang's side, but for the name of this Su Hangzhou female devil, he had heard of it.

This is the Lord who cuts off people's hands and feet at every turn, and kills people!

"It's... Yes, Miss Su, summer is not in Gyeongshi right now. ”

"And where did he go?"

Su Jiu'er's emotions instantly became a little excited, and she aimed at the man in black with the bow and crossbow in her hand.

The man in black shuddered and hurriedly said, "Return... Back to Miss Su, he went to the provincial capital and looked for Yuan Zhong. ”

Shout!

Su Jiu'er pulled the trigger suddenly, and the arrow shot out with a thud.

The man in black trembled with fright, and between the lightning and flint, a hand suddenly grabbed the arrow, and the tip of the arrow was only less than an inch away from the man's forehead.

And the hand that grabbed the arrow was bleeding.

The green tendons on the monk's entire arm burst out, and his face looked a little painful, he looked back at the man in black and said, "You go out first." ”

"Thanks... Thank you. ”

The man in black thanked the monk as if he had been amnestied, and ran out of the door as fast as he could.

At this time, Su Jiu'er was looking at the monk's bloody hand in a daze.

"Junbao, why do you want to?"

Su Jiu'er is really heartbroken, she is a hard-hearted woman who has never cared about the lives of other people.

But now that the monk is injured, Su Jiu'er's heart hurts like a pinprick.

"I'm fine, miss."

The monk went over to clean the wound himself, and then wrapped his hand with gauze, Su Jiu'er hurriedly ran over: "I'll help you." ”

However, the monk subconsciously withdrew his hand: "Miss, men and women can't accept it, I can do it myself." ”

Su Jiu'er was a little angry, and said: "Junbao, your hands are like this, you still care about what men and women can't accept clearly, don't move, I'll help you bandage it." ”

The monk didn't say anything after all, and let Su Jiu'er help him bandage it.

The arrow shot by Su Jiu'er just now was too close, and the monk used all his strength to catch the arrow, which was tantamount to grabbing the bullet with his bare hands, and the friction at this close range made the monk suffer.

Now that I look at it, the wound is almost up to the palm of my hand, and it can really be described as shocking.

"Miss, why are you so angry? Is it because he ignored you that summer? The monk asked.

Su Jiu'er replied: "I asked me to deal with Yuan Zhong with that summer, and he actually went directly to Yuan Zhong's house, Junbao, you said, is Summer deliberately angry with me?" ”

The monk was silent for a while, and then replied, "Miss, why don't I help you get angry." ”

Su Jiu'er looked up at the monk, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes: "Junbao, what nonsense are you talking about?" You said it yourself, you're not a summer opponent, what can you do for 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 be angry, Junbao is willing to fall into the infernal hell forever for you!" ”