"Help me." The man saw someone approaching and immediately called for help.
However, after seeing that the person coming was Feng Jiuer, his whole face suddenly became unsightly.
But after thinking about it, he still whispered to Feng Jiu'er who was getting closer: "Girl, save me! I will definitely repay you for saving my life in the future!"
At this time, there is no one around, so I can only turn to her for help.
Feng Jiuer raised her head and glanced at him, but ignored him this time and walked past him.
"Hey! Hey! How can you ignore death? You..."
Suddenly, the man saw Nanmen Xu walking not far behind Feng Jiuer, and immediately called for help: "Xu Shizi, save me! Xu Shizi!"
Nanmen Xu raised his head and glanced at him, but remained silent and followed Feng Jiu'er as usual.
"Xu Shizi, Xu Shizi! Help me!"
Seeing that he was about to leave, the man was really anxious: "Xu Shizi, as long as you save me, I guarantee that you will have a good life in Nanmen Mansion in the future, Xu Shizi..."
With a "swish" sound, a short knife flew out, hitting the rope hanging the man's net in the middle.
With a bang, the man fell to the ground, so hard that his lungs almost burst.
Nanmen Xu looked surprised and looked at Feng Jiu'er who came back: "You don't have to worry about my affairs..."
Just now, Prince Yan was talking about his affairs in Nanmen Mansion.
However, Feng Jiuer got a piece of silk paper from nowhere, walked to Prince Yan, and pressed hard on his injured foot.
Prince Yan screamed and was almost dumbfounded: "You ugly monster, how dare you touch me, my prince..."
Nanmen Xu's eyes darkened and he said angrily: "She is your savior!"
Prince Yan blushed with anger, but he could only glare at Feng Jiuer.
Feng Jiu'er handed over the silk paper: "Here, use the blood from your own feet to write an IOU. You owe me, Feng Jiu'er, one thousand taels."
Since he can say such things to make Nanmen Xu's life in the mansion easier, then this person's status is definitely not low.
I saved him twice, a thousand taels is not too much.
"Why?" Prince Yan turned away angrily.
"Just because I saved you twice and was harmed by you once, Nanmen Xu saw with his own eyes what you harmed me just now."
Feng Jiuer pulled the rope of the net and sneered: "It's okay if you don't write. Believe it or not, I can hang you up again immediately?"
Prince Yan is still trapped in the net, and they are alone against each other. What if they really hang him back?
Although he was very angry, he still wrote this IOU. The most aggrieved thing was that he used his own blood to write it!
Feng Jiuer put the IOU back into her bag and picked up the short knife that fell on the ground. With the wind of the knife flashing, the net that trapped Prince Yan immediately spread out.
She smiled and turned around and left.
Nanmen Xu couldn't see through this girl. She was really saving people just now, and now she's really trying to trick people. Is she a good person or a bad person?
He was still walking behind her: "If you save him, he won't be grateful. Letting such a person join the Dragoon Army is obviously a disaster!"
Is it okay to ignore the interests of the Dragoon Army for the sake of money?
"Silly man." Feng Jiuer put away the dagger and didn't bother to pay attention to him: "Do you think this kind of person has the ability to join the Dragon Cavalry Army?"
After saying these words, Feng Jiuer stepped lightly, imitating the steps taught by Uncle Nine Emperors, and quickly rushed to the top of the mountain.
Nanmen Xu was also disgusted with her attitude. He was about to walk in another direction, but he suddenly took back his steps.
Looking at the direction Feng Jiuer was flying towards, he said anxiously: "Be careful!"
