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Mo Wei Nong 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.

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

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

"W-what?" Tang Zi Ji tried his best to open his eyes, to clear them up a bit. Only then did he clearly see the woman in front of him, and his pupils immediately shrank, "It's you … You, who are you? You saved me? "

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

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

Tang Zi Ji 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 Wei Nong shook the paper in his hand again.

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

"The indenture contract."

"What did you say?" Tang Zi Ji 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 Zi Ji is willing to serve Mo Wei Nong 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 Zi Ji 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 Wei Nong shrugged his 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 Wei Nong and left the room.

Tang Zi Ji 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 Wei Nong did. If he wasn't treated in time, he would become crippled very quickly.

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

"Ahh …" He cried out in pain and fell on the bed, twitching.

Shen Ling who was outside the door walked in front of Mo Wei Nong 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 Zi Ji's heart. It was more painful to be blind than to die.

Mo Wei Nong 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 Wei Nong because it heard them.

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

Roughly an hour later, Tang Zi Ji's shrill cry came from inside the room, "You … "Come in."

Mo Wei Nong 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 Wei Nong shrugged his 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 Zi Ji 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 Wei Nong shook the paper in his 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 Zi Ji was furious, he gritted his teeth and used the blood on his body to leave a mark on the 'indenture contract'.

Mo Wei Nong 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 Wei Nong 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 Zi Ji recovered.

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

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 Zi Ji, 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 Zi Ji found out that Mo Wei Nong was the real head of blood print.

Only, what he did not expect was that Shen Ling was also one of her subordinates. It was only then that Tang Zi Ji'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 Wei Nong didn't seem like a powerful person. Shen Ling following her was a waste of his talent.

Mo Wei Nong was very angry with someone for impersonating the blood print. He decided to head out with Shen Qian the next day to check on the clues of the three black-clothed men.

That night, after sleeping, Mo Wei Nong's soul had left his body, thinking of Yuan Jin, and without saying a word, he floated to Flame King's Mansion.

This time, Flame King 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 Wei Nong's expression was not good.