Chapter 881 (2/2)

When he woke up, he found himself in a humble room.

He lifted the patched grey quilt and sat up with all his strength. A sweet throat, spit a mouthful of blood, in front of the blurred things gradually clear.

”You are awake!”

The woman's voice of joy, beautiful face, slightly black skin, obviously the result of years of work. Although the appearance is not national beauty, it is also a rare beauty.

If you dress up carefully, you will surely be a great nation.

”You saved me?” Jiang Hao asked.

”No, my father saved you.” Said the woman.

Jiang Hao was a little speechless. What's the difference between them? But he still said, ”thank you for your help. There will be a good reward in the future.”

”It's not necessary to have a good newspaper. Who are you? I saw you had a big hole in your stomach. I thought you were dead, but I didn't expect you could survive. ” Said the woman.

Seeing Jiang Hao did not answer, the woman knew that it was a little inconvenient and did not continue to ask.

”I haven't asked the girl's name yet.” Jiang Hao said.

It was the first time someone asked her name like this, so that she was embarrassed to head down, hard to kick a small stone, way: ”my name is cold snow.”

”It turns out that it's snow girl.” Jiang Hao said. He coughed hard and covered it with his hands subconsciously. When I opened my hand and looked at it again, I found a pool of purplish red blood.

It's too hurt!

”Are you all right! Have a rest! Otherwise, the injury will be slower. ” Cold snow concerns a way, immediately take out a bowl of medicine, ready to give Jiang Hao medicine.

”No, I'll do it myself.” Jiang Hao takes the medicine bowl, thanks again, and will take it directly.

”Don't you feel bitter? It's the first time I've seen people drink medicine like this. ” Said Han Xue.

Jiang Hao shook his head and said faintly, ”bitterness is in the heart, not in the mouth. Bitterness in the mouth is nothing to me.”

When you feel a breath of aura, you feel happy in your heart, and immediately activate the skill. The golden inscription appears, refining the medicinal power into pure aura.

”What a weirdo. But it's also the first time I've seen people who can grow their own flesh. Dad is right. You are the messenger of God in ancient language. Only the angel of God can have such a rebellious power. ” Said Han Xue.”The messenger of God?” Jiang Hao doubted.