Returning to her familiar place, Sang Jiaojiao relaxed all over, couldn't wait to lie back on the bed, closed the door and fell asleep directly on the spot.

After half a day, Sang Jiaojiao finally recovered a little bit of energy, poured half a bowl of water from the iron kettle, and carefully wiped her face and body with a little towel. The water that had become cloudy was reluctant to be dumped around, but poured it into the pot of potted plants in the corner.

It's still sticky, but there's no way, the water is just enough to wipe the obvious dirt off the surface. Like Sang Jiaojiao, it is already a luxury to insist on wiping it every day.

Water resources here are also the most precious resources, and the pot of water in the iron kettle is still the rainwater collected by Sang Jiaojiao a week ago, no matter how reluctant she is to use it, now there is only half a pot left.

Taking care of herself, Sang Jiaojiao stretched out her fingers like jade and poked the mulberry leaf mark on her chest.

"Come out."

As soon as Sang Jiaojiao's words fell, a trace of extremely thin green silk thread wrapped affectionately between her fingers.

Sang Jiaojiao raised her finger to her eyes, almost stuck it up, frowned, and said, "How did you become like this." ”

Feeling the grievances conveyed by the other party in the sea of consciousness, Sang Jiaojiao said dejectedly: "Forget it, it's good to wake up." ”

That's right, Sang Jiaojiao is a person with memories of her previous life.

Just yesterday, under the hanging of fate, the ultimate desire to survive awakened the sleeping Wang Gu. And the spirit body of that reaper was also devoured by Wang Gu.

It was precisely because of the replenishment of that not weak energy that the Gu worm also recovered a little.

Until Wang Gu woke up, the doubts of these years were also answered.

For example, why does this weak body seem to collapse immediately, but no matter how many injuries it suffers, it always hangs its breath. And as she grows up, this ability slowly increases. That is, her physical foundation is too poor to show any effect.

In particular, after her eighteenth birthday, her appearance became a new level of beauty overnight.

To say that in the past, she was more than delicate, not glamorous, and she was light and light, and she could be called a little beauty, and after the age of eighteen, she was beautiful, like a peony painted by ink. And it's even more beautiful every day.

Now as long as she goes out, she doesn't dare to let people see her face at all.

But now she knows that what Wang Gu told her is that this body in her life has two special bloodlines. Perhaps it is the strange characteristics of these bloodlines.

In addition to the change in appearance, Sang Jiaojiao also discovered that her tears actually had healing powers.

How amazing!

It is precisely because of this confidence that I took the risk of fighting after discovering someone behind me yesterday.

Who knew that it was bad luck, it was the spirit body of the outside world that was encountered, and it was almost finished, if it wasn't for the Gu worm to wake up in time.

Those reapers....so it is, is it a snatch? Or ..... then where did they come from?

There were more and more doubts in Sang Jiaojiao's mind, and after thinking for a while, she laughed in a low voice, but there was no smile in her eyes, "This world is really interesting." ”

"You said you've been living in one of my bloodlines before?" The mulberry leaf mark on his chest burned a little, and Wang Gu vaguely conveyed such a message to Sang Jiaojiao, "Mulberry leaves and mulberry leaves... It repairs damaged bodies. ”

Sang Jiaojiao pulled down her clothes and carefully observed the birthmark that had been on her body for eighteen years for a while, and soon put it away boringly, and only said: "That's pretty powerful." ”

You must know that in the previous life, with her fall, Wang Gu who accompanied her also faced annihilation.

The two bloodlines should be inherited from their biological parents, but Sang Jiaojiao has no interest in these two at all.

From the time she regained consciousness, she could see blood red everywhere. All kinds of stumps and broken arms flew all over the sky, and she was thrown aside at random, and the umbilical cord on her navel was not cut. And her own father looked at her in disgust, "Mental power F, the probability of ability awakening is low, this kind of failure is not worthy of being a child of my Sang family." ”

Although she has no memory, Sang Jiaojiao knows that her existence is not expected. In the past eighteen years, she has treated herself as if she has no parents.

And now that the memories of her previous life have been restored, Sang Jiaojiao will not be entangled in the blood and family relationship here. She is Sang Jiaojiao, and she will only be Sang Jiaojiao.

As for the surname San, it is a coincidence and not a coincidence. The old man picked her up, saw the birthmark on her body, and casually gave her the name Sang Jiaojiao.

In her previous life, she was called Sang Jiaojiao, everything was destined in the dark, and she firmly believed that she was born in this world, and she must have somehow origin.

……

After noon, Sang Jiaojiao put on her headscarf again, removed a rusty iron lump in the room, and a downward facing passage appeared in front of her.

The survival wisdom of human beings is infinite, even if it is very dangerous outside, but people who are born as social animals cannot live in isolation all the time in order to survive. Naturally, underground bazaars were born.

It was built by the old man and a few other people, and the people who could participate were absolutely trustworthy people.

Before this, Sang Jiaojiao had always thought that trustworthiness meant that people who still maintained their hearts and had a bottom line, but since meeting the Reaper, Sang Jiaojiao has a new interpretation.

Perhaps the old man's trustworthiness means that he will never become a reaper container.

Look, everyone in this world seems to have secrets in their hearts.

In the past, Sang Jiaojiao felt that the old man was not simple, otherwise, how could he raise her well in this cruel world.

Although she was different from ordinary babies before, in addition to cognition, she was actually no different from ordinary children, and even more difficult to raise, who made her have a more delicate physique.

According to the old man, it should be because he was not raised in the womb.

After entering the passage, I walked around and around for a long time, and the labyrinth-like passage would almost be lost in it with a wrong eye. At the end are five metal doors side by side.

Sang Jiaojiao walked straight to the second door on the right, knocked rhythmically, and a small window opened on the door, "Password." ”

"I want to eat white bread today." Sang Jiaojiao twitched the corner of her mouth and replied quickly.

The code is updated every two days, and I don't know who came up with it.

Uh, unpretentious and down-to-earth.

With a creak, the iron door opened a small crack, Sang Jiaojiao turned sideways and squeezed herself in, and soon the door slammed shut.

The whole world seemed to come alive when you entered the door.

The hollowed-out mountain, the space of more than 300 square meters is not too spacious, and the people who come in from all the passages still look vigilant, but they are a little relaxed, and they have lost the nervousness of being afraid of being outside, ready to flee anytime and anywhere.