The snow was falling, and the white-haired girl was walking with a straw mat.

There was only a large expanse of white snow, with only traces left by her dragging a straw mat.

She exhaled a hot breath, and with her free hand she tossed the white scarf and wrapped her neck tightly, so that the cold wind could not blow in.

After finishing it, the white-haired girl pulled up the straw mat again and walked into the black forest.

These trees do not have a single leaf, only a black body, which happens to be at the extreme of the white snow.

On the road, barely ten meters away, there will be a corpse buried in the snow.

The white-haired girl turned a blind eye, her golden eyes calm.

I don't know how long I walked in this bare forest before the white-haired girl stopped.

"Found it."

Breathing a little short, she walked up to a teenager lying on the snow, squatted down, took one of the boy's hands, and felt his pulse.

"It seems that it's just a ...... of detachment," and then, she briefly checked the boy's wound, "The wound is a bit much, but it's okay, it's very shallow." ”

The white-haired girl sighed, pulled the boy to the straw mat, and then pulled the straw mat out of the forest.

When she arrived at a small room, the girl sat down and drank cold water before she planned to carry the boy to bed.

There was no expression on the girl's face, and she put the quilt over the boy and walked out of the house.

She put the twig in the fire, then put the pot for boiling water, opened the lid, and put a few ice cubes down.

No way, the weather is too cold, the water is frozen into ice, and the water she just drank was boiled before leaving, and she can barely drink it when she comes back, if she comes back half an hour late, it is estimated that it has already formed ice cubes.

After drinking cold water, she only felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach, touched her stomach, and no longer cared.

The girl walked to a smaller room on the side.

In the house, there are two shelves with many herbs on the shelves.

Because of the two shelves, this small room seems more crowded.

Closing the door, she swept through the herbs on the shelves, and finally picked out three herbs, mashed them together, and formed a medicinal puree.

He returned to the room where the boy was lying with the clay and bandages, and after putting his things on the table, he turned to see how the water was boiling.

When she reached the door, she stopped, turned her head to take a deep look at the boy, and finally walked over to him, lifted the covers, took the weapon he had brought with her, and left the house.

When she came back again, the girl had already prepared a basin of hot water, as well as ginger soup.

When she was ready, she sat on the edge of the bed with the medicine mud and bandages, and lifted the quilt to give the boy medicine.

At this time, the boy had woken up, and he found that the weapon on his body was gone, and his heart was even more vigilant.

Before the girl could react.

The boy was already choking her neck.

His eyes were hollow, and his body burst out with a thick murderous aura.

"God...... God is near-...... My lord...... At...... Next...... It's a bong ...... The creator god ......" the girl said with difficulty, scolding the creator god in her heart.

She knew that she had to keep talking, or she would really die.

The girl's face turned purple.

When Shen Jinyao heard the words "Creation God", he was stunned for a moment, and then let go of her.

The girl breathed greedily in the air.

Fortunately, he was smart and took away his weapon, otherwise this guy would have been stabbed and he would have died because he didn't complete the mission of the Creation God.

The final end - never overborn.

Therefore, even if she dies, she has to complete the task given to her by the creator god.

After relieving herself, the girl said word by word: "In the lower sky, the creator god will come to take care of your diet and daily life until you participate in the Bump Contest." ”

Shen Jinyao looked at the air, as if to discern whether what she said was true or not.

He looked around again, and after checking something, he looked back at the sky.

Seeing that he understood, Sora said cautiously, "Your weapon is in the next room, you can go and get it at any time...... Do you want to take the medicine first? ”

She had a forced smile on her face.

Shen Jinyao nodded, and took off his clothes.

Sora takes a deep breath and wipes the wound with a clean, hot-soaked towel.

After rubbing it, give him medicine.

After a while, after all the wounds were treated, he gave him the ginger soup that was still a little hot.

Shen Jinyao pulled down his mask and slowly drank the ginger soup.

Seeing his true face, he couldn't help but be stunned.

It's really good-looking.

It's a pity, after all, it's just a "weapon" in the hands of God.

However, only if you are so good-looking, you are worthy of God, right?

It's so good, this guy is probably going to be by God's side in the future.

I heard others say that the young god seems to be participating in the bump competition, and it is estimated that the creator god wants to give him to the young god to "use", right?

If you do it well, you can throw yourself into the arms of the young god......

Besides, the young god is so gentle......

Looking at Shen Jinyao's face, he was in a daze, thinking leisurely.

It wasn't until Shen Jinyao's gaze fell on her that she came back to her senses, looking at the empty bowl in Shen Jinyao's hand, and couldn't help but show a trace of apology on her face.

Sora hurriedly took the bowl and stood up: "You rest here first, and go out first." ”

With a smile on her face, she leaned over slightly and went out with her things.

Closing the door, a cold wind blew on the empty body, she shivered, and secretly said in her heart, let's boil some hot water.