v2 Chapter 315： : Margaret's question

"Ms. Zhen has lost too much blood and needs a good rest. I am afraid that I will wake up tonight. Tianzhu "Fiction WwW." 2." Fortunately, there are family doctors on the island, and the wounds on Feng Dance have been treated.

Everyone was disappointed, but it was not good to forcibly wake up a wounded person. There was no demeanor and disappointment. Everyone went back to the room and rested.

At this time, on a strange big ship, a girl opened her eyes in the bright sunshine.

Margaret opened her eyes and felt her body weak and weak. She carefully looked at the surrounding environment. She was now in a cabin. She got up carefully, but now she is still sleeping next to her. Girl, this girl is not someone else is the phoenix dance!

"Little dance, little dance, wake up!" Margaret patted the face of the phoenix dance, but it was not used at all. The phoenix dance was still unconscious.

"You are awake! Good luck, you can wake up!" A young man in his twenties came in. The man had a blue head and was tall. He could see full curiosity from his eyes.

"Is you saving us?" Margaret is not an idiot. This situation is a rescue.

She remembers that she was involved in a tornado before she lost her consciousness. Under the terrible wind, she didn't die. It was a miracle.

"Of course, you have a lot of luck, just floating around our big ship, I will let the crew save you up later." The youth did not care.

"In addition to the two of us, have you seen other people, is my brother Mattson also rescued?" Margaret asked nervously.

"Your brother is also on our boat. She woke up this morning and came to see you. It was probably too tired. After seeing you, I fell asleep again."

It was said that Margaret was relieved and her brother was fine.

"In addition to your brother, we saved four men. These four people are not old enough. I don't know if you know." Young said.

"Can I go and see?" Margaret did not know whether they were a few of them. They must have been involved in more than a few of them, and many others.

"Of course, if your body can't eat it." The youth didn't mean to stop, anyway, the body is her, she wants to toss.

"I don't have a big deal. Can I go see them now?" Margaret asked.

"No problem, let's go, I lead the way, I am called Bazer, the owner of this ship is my grandfather." The boy named Bazel said.

"My name is Margaret."

Barzel took Margaret to see the other four who were rescued. As a result, the four Margaret actually knew each other. One was the boy named Mogui, and the other was Ritter. There are two friends who are Mo Fei Li, Myron and Ton.

And Alum and Ajel are missing, and I don’t know if they were saved by other people.

"They all know each other. We are all on the same boat to go to the island of Biluo. I just didn't expect it to happen in the middle of the road. I met a black whirlwind that was difficult for a hundred years." Margaret said with a wry smile, I really don't know what to say. They are unlucky or lucky, and they are all alive in such a big disaster.

"I know that these brothers have already told us when they woke up." He pointed to Mattson who was sleeping next to four other people.

"Thank you, if you are not you, we probably won't live." Margaret thanked him.

"No thanks, you are lucky, you can wake up, and some of them are not so lucky." The young man’s eyes are dark, and there seems to be a trace of regret in his words.

"What do you mean by this? Is it that they are very injured in the small dance?" Margaret could not help but worry.

"If it's just a wound, it's okay, a few of them are not as simple as an injury." Bazel looked at a comatose person.

"What are you talking about? Are they still suffering from bad medical treatment?" In this magical era, any injury can be healed with potions and magic. There are only some serious internal injuries and some serious injuries. Unable to heal the disease.

"If that's just fine, I can't explain it for a while. Go see my grandfather. My grandfather is a great undead magician. In the case of these friends, my grandfather will explain it to you." clearly."

Necromancer? What does this mean? Margaret said that she has less reading and limited understanding.

Some of them have been injured. They shouldn’t be looking for a wood or light master to treat them, or they can take medicines. Why go to the undead magician?

Is this telling her that they are dying? Margaret was crying with a small face, and there was a bad hunch in her heart...

The phoenix dance was attacked by unidentified characters and had been sleeping for a whole night. The butler let the kitchen make some supplements to add blood to her.

Ajar played the maid because of her good performance, and was sent to the Phoenix Dance by the housekeeper to take care of her injuries.

When Feng Dance woke up, the first thing I saw was the woman who became a woman.

"Wake up!" Ajar looked at the phoenix dance with surprise.

"Well, it hurts." The feeling of phoenix dance has been on the neck of the medicine. Her neck has been pulled out with a deep trace. She feels that her throat is uncomfortable when she speaks.

"Stupid, you know you don't know that you almost died!" Ajel gently knocked on her head, the phoenix girl has never suffered such a serious injury, this is the first time I have encountered this Almost fatal danger.

"Pain ~" Feng Dance felt very painful, wrist pain is second, mainly because the injury on the neck made her very uncomfortable, she now even talks and swallows, it is really uncomfortable.

The phoenix girl who is in pain and helplessness said that she needs a little comfort. This has not begun to spoil Ajar as her master.

"If you have a bad pain, don't talk. Just write it." Ajar also knew that her throat was uncomfortable. She saw that the original healthy and healthy phoenix girl became like this, and Ajer was also uncomfortable.

"Listen to me first, you just have to nod or shake your head."

"I will ask you first, do you see what the person who attacked you looks like?" This question is not only a concern for Ajar, but no one outside does not care.

Feng dance shook his head, no, he did not see it.

"Then did you smell something special at the time?"

Feng Dance recalled for a moment and nodded.

"Write it on." Ajar did not know where to make a stack of white paper and a pen. This is to let the phoenix dance communicate directly with the letter. (To be continued.)