Um?

Sang Jiaojiao pulled it hard, but it didn't pull it. The unconscious person let out a reminder and subconsciously held the thing in his arms.

Sang Jiaojiao was even more excited.

There must be good things inside.

She increased her strength and still got the thing.

This is a cloth bag sewn with worn-out floral cloth. It has been used for some time and you can still see small wormholes on the cloth.

The cloth bag was held in your hand and it was jingling and heavy.

When I opened it, I saw that there were ten round metal pieces inside, which looked like the currency in circulation here.

Sang Jiaojiao has never seen her before, but she only occasionally heard the old man mention it, but only remembered when she saw what was in front of her.

Could it be that the old man has been outside before, so why are he willing to trap himself in a wasteland?

Sang Jiaojiao pinched a piece of currency, and the front and back were printed with lightning patterns. The patterns looked familiar inexplicably, and Sang Jiaojiao seemed to remember something.

He stroking his pocket and taking out a black sign. The lightning pattern on it was exactly the same as the one on the currency. The only difference was that the currency was gray-black, and the color was gray, which was not as delicate as the silver lightning on the sign.

It's like the difference between a noble young man and a low slave.

"Give me your purse back."

A stern voice interrupted Sang Jiaojiao's thoughts. Following the sound, the person lying on the ground and unconsciously woke up at some point.

She barely supported her upper body with one arm, raised her head and looked up at the purse in her arms, staring at the purse in Sang Jiaojiao's hand, and was ready to go like a wolf cub, and she might be rushing up in the next second.

"You said it was yours? Did your name be written on it?" Sang Jiaojiao said shamelessly with a smile.

Whether it is the great witch who taught her in her previous life or the old man who has passed away, she always tells her that she has plucked her hair by geese and people by plucked her hair by…

"My name is written on it."

The sudden voice said again: "There is my Ai Doudou name on it."

Sang Jiaojiao was stunned, "Ah?" How do you answer this? Neither the great witch nor the old man had taught him.

After turning over the cloth bag, I found the three big characters Ai Doudou on the sewing with crooked cotton thread.

Sang Jiaojiao felt wronged, "I'll give you back..."

"Then you'll give it back to me."

With Ai Doudou's bright eyes and about to shine, Sang Jiaojiao grabbed the cloth bag and held it tightly with her hands, and she was not allowed to hold it or put it in.

"Pity that I almost lost most of my life in the Colosseum, so I changed the money. I still have younger brothers and sisters in my family waiting to feed me, waiting for me to buy rice and put them in the pot..."

Ai Doudou was seriously injured, and now she is so harsh that she is forced to breathe.

In fact, she was also very nervous, and it was normal for the other party not to want to give it back to her.

The other party didn't take advantage of her coma just now, which proved that the other party was not very bad-hearted.

Of course, it is also possible that the other party has not had time to do it yet...

Ai Doudou was so nervous that she felt sad when she thought of her situation.

"Why are you crying?" Sang Jiaojiao was extremely distressed, and finally she threw the cloth bag back to Ai Doudou, saying boringly: "Forget it, I'll give it to you."

It’s because Sang Jiaojiao still has food in her hands, but she is not as good as she insists on robbing others.

The weight of a few pieces of metal can't be exchanged for a few black bread when I got it from the black-hearted grocery store owner.

If Sang Jiaojiao knew that she could not exchange a few black bread in her eyes, she could actually exchange for more black bread than she thought, and I don’t know how she felt.

Jiaojiao, who is completely ignorant, is happily a kind person today.

Ai Doudou wiped her tears and couldn't believe that the other party would really return the wallet. She suddenly felt that the other party was really good and felt a little guilty.

Bah, Bah, I feel guilty, what is she thinking about? The wallet is obviously not her own.

It was her who went to half her life to get back from the Colosseum.

Sang Jiaojiao looked at the person in front of her condescendingly, looking distracted, her face was as colorful as the palette that was knocked over.

It made her amazed: how human expressions are so rich.

After a while, Ai Doudou, who came to her senses, looked at Sang Jiaojiao who had not left, and her whole heart immediately hung in the air again.

I was anxious: the other party would not have any other bad ideas for her.

What’s hateful is that half of her body was cumbersome and she couldn’t use any strength. Especially now, her brain hurts like needles, her eyes are full of stars, and her head is swaying slightly with dizziness.

In desperation, Ai Doudou was quite wise and gritted her teeth and said, "Can you help me to the intersection of the road ahead? I can give you five copper coins as rewards."

Sang Jiaojiao thought for a while and asked, "Where is the Colosseum?"

She suddenly realized that she seemed to know nothing about it when she was in the dark.

Thinking of this, the scrutinized eyes fell little by little on Ai Doudou like a searchlight.

At this time, Sang Jiaojiao was first attracted by Ai Doudou's eyes, hidden on her bloody face, clear and tough.

To use one word to describe it, that is, vitality.

"I don't want your copper coins, I'll let you be my guide." Sang Jiaojiao said so.

Ai Doudou was stunned and agreed quickly: "No problem."

She is a serious injury, a person with no medicine, and someone else who can survive or not... This is obviously because she has taken a big advantage.

Isn't this person a fool who is very helpful?

Will there be such a good person in the disorderly city?

It is useless to think too much. In order to relieve my shallow guilt, Ai Doudou randomly found a topic and asked, "What's your name?"

Sang Jiaojiao pulled the person up casually and replied lazyly: "Sang Jiaojiao."

"Sang Jiaojiao?"

"Your name is Sang Jiaojiao?" The person who was dying suddenly turned sharp and harsh like a cat with a tail stepped on.

Sang Jiaojiao rubbed her ears and said carelessly: "Do you know me?"

I heard the sound in my ears suddenly changed from low and dull to soft and warmth.

The voice was so charming that it made people's ears pregnant, but Ai Doudou suddenly felt cold in her heart and couldn't help but shivering.

He lowered his head to hide the shock in his eyes, and denied repeatedly: "No, how could I know you... I just think your name sounds super nice."

"So you are a girl too."

Sang Jiaojiao looked at Ai Doudou meaningfully, "Yes."

Ai Doudou kept asking for words and said awkwardly: "You are covered in black and you can't tell the difference between men and women even if you speak... Haha..."

Ai Doudou felt embarrassed when she heard it herself.

Fortunately, Sang Jiaojiao seemed to be unaware of anything and did not pursue the previous problems at all.

———

"At this time, can you walk back by yourself? I'll come to you in a day's time."

Sang Jiaojiao took the person to the intersection designated by Ai Doudou before.

Ai Doudou changed her previous vigilance and said hesitantly: "Don't you have to be so troublesome."

"How about you send me home directly. If you don't have a place to stay, you can rest at my house... If you don't need money, just treat it as a reward for helping me."
Chapter completed!