Chapter 683 (2/2)

The white jade pill belongs to the four grade pills, and it is the best of the four grade pills, and it is also the holy medicine to recover the wounds. However, it is very difficult to refine the white jade pill. Even many five grade alchemists may not be able to refine the four grade Dan.

”Yes, I hope this pill can help you.” Jiang Hao nodded and looked at the south gate.

Nanmen feirong took a deep breath, and then looked at Jiang Hao's eyes with a trace of feeling. His tone was a little excited and said, ”I'll go to refine the pills first. You'll live in the city Lord's mansion first.”

Jiang Hao looked at the South Gate feirong, who left in the wind and fire, with a smile on his face.

”Let's go. I haven't seen Yao Yao for a long time.” Jiang Hao smiles and looks at a Li three people to say.

The three nodded, followed Jiang Hao behind, and then went to the main hall.

Feng Yaoyao was sitting on the main hall. She wrote on a piece of white paper with a writing brush. She did not notice Jiang Hao and others coming in.

As it was written, Feng Yaoyao couldn't help sobbing. Her tears fell on the paper, leaving a trace of tears.

A suicide note!

What Feng Yaoyao wrote is a suicide note!

She didn't know whether they were alive in the war. If they could, the book would be useless to anyone. If they died, Jiang Hao might have seen it in the ruins of Xuecheng.

”No one can hurt you, so you don't have to write a suicide note.” Jiang Hao's voice was full of softness and said slowly.

Feng Yaoyao, who had just finished his writing, kept shaking. Then he turned around and looked at Jiang Hao in amazement. His eyes were unbelievable. Then she pinched her face for fear that she was dreaming.

”Am I not dreaming?” Feng Yaoyao whispered.

”You didn't dream. I came back and kept you waiting.” Jiang Hao looks at Feng Yaoyao with a gentle face.

”Young master!” Feng Yaoyao ran to Jiang Hao. At this time, she didn't care about the image or the lady.She just wanted to throw herself into Jiang Hao's arms. Even if it was a dream, she just wanted to feel Jiang Hao's chest. She even wrote the suicide note and was about to go out to meet the monk of the Shiyin sect, so she didn't care at all.

Even if it's a dream, it's also a good dream. After all, I met Jiang Hao.