Yin Jinglong thought, "Europeans like to make Korean barbecue, so weird? So what kind of country is he from? Britain, America, France?"

Xiao Shanshan rolled her eyes: "I ask you, America is not from Europe, but from America, are you good? Did you learn mathematics and physical education teachers?"

Yin Jinglong said: "Then where is your friend from?"

Xiao Shanshan said: "Russian."

Yin Jinglong was speechless: "Isn't Russia from Asia?"

Xiao Shanshan insisted: "It's obviously Europe!"

"Asia!"

"Europe!"

After arguing for a long time, the two of them finally asked Mu Feiyan together: "Come here to referee, which continent is Russia from?"

Mu Feiyan thought for 10 seconds in particular and replied seriously: "Russia is so cold, it always snows. It's probably from Antarctica!"

Xiaohong laughed: "You have a poor geography. Is Russia good in the northern hemisphere? So it is obviously from Arctic!"

Mu Feiyan looked at Xiaohong with starry eyes: "Xiaohong, you are a great geography. You used to be a representative of geography class when you were in school, right?"

Xiaohong raised her head proudly: "It's okay, it's okay."

Everyone: "…"

Dai Yisan, a real academic master, stood aside silently, and didn't want to say anything anymore. She didn't want to communicate with these illiterate ones.

"Forget it, we won't argue about this issue. Actually, I can resurrect the dead." Yin Jinglong said to Xiao Shanshan lightly. Although he seemed calm, he was actually showing off.

Who told Xiao Shanshan to be criticized by him? He wanted to slapped Xiao Shanshan's aura.

As a result, Xiao Shanshan didn't believe it at all and sneered: "Your joke is too cold and not funny at all. How could anyone revive the dead? No matter how skilled your medical skills are, you can cure the remaining breath at most. My friend is already dead and you have no chance to treat her. Moreover, I don't believe that your treatment methods are better than mine. What can you do if you can't even cure someone I can't cure?"

"I'm not kidding, okay? And what I'm talking about is indeed resurrecting the dead, not treating the remaining breath. No matter how skilled your medical skills are, can you compare to my resurrection skills?" Yin Jinglong grinned and smiled confidently.

"I don't believe it anyway."

"If you don't believe me, ask them." Yin Jinglong looked at Dai Yisan and Mu Feiyan beside him.

Mu Feiyan said: "Yes, Yin Jinglong can indeed resurrect the dead."

Xiao Shanshan's tone was full of contempt: "Hmph, you help Yin Jinglong lie together."

However, Dai Yishan also spoke: "Yin Jinglong did not lie, he could indeed resurrect the dead."

Xiao Shanshan pulled Dai Yishan's people and said in surprise: "That's great. I can eat the Korean barbecue made by that Russian in the future!"

Mu Feiyan was speechless: "Why did I say Yin Jinglong can resurrect the dead? Xiao Shanshan said I was lying. Dai Yisan said the same thing, but Xiao Shanshan did not question it. The treatment is too different!"

Yin Jinglong couldn't help but complain: "Xiao Shanshan, it turns out that resurrecting your friend is really just for barbecue. Is her value to you just a chef? It's so heartbreaking."

In midsummer, it is the season when every household blows air conditioning in their houses and hides from the heat.

But the snow-capped mountains are moving all year round, snow falling all year round.

At this time, heavy rain fell in the sky, making the world even colder. Before part of the rain could fall, it turned into snowflakes and ice crystals.

The sky was filled with rain and snow, and it kept falling, burying everyone's footprints and burying some people's bodies and souls.

Under a hillside, a pile of corpses fell in the snow. At first, their bodies and faces were very clear, and even if they died, their expressions were still vivid, like vivid and lifelike ice sculptures.

Gradually, their bodies were buried by rain and snow, and they became deeper and deeper, like graves without tombstones.

Yin Jinglong and his group came here because Yin Jinglong said he wanted to save these people.

Mu Feiyan looked around, walked a few steps east and a few steps west, and said in confusion: "Where are those dead people going?"

"It's so big that they should be buried by the snow." Xiao Shanshan pointed to Mu Feiyan's feet and said, "I remember where they were lying is your Weize. In other words, they were buried under your feet."

"Ah, it's so terrible!" Mu Feiyan hurriedly ran away. He didn't want to stand where the corpse was buried.

Yin Jinglong complained: "Not living people are afraid of them, they are afraid of dead people, embarrassing divine beasts."

Mu Feiyan asked Xiao Shanshan: "You are so kind and even buried the person."

Xiao Shanshan said disdainfully: "I said it wasn't me, it was burying it by myself, it was burying it by heavy snow. I remember that I clearly exposed them to the wilderness."

"Damn, are those people really your friends? They have also exposed the corpse in the wilderness... "A drop of cold sweat appeared on Mu Feiyan's forehead.

After hearing this, Yin Jinglong shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it's a superficial friend..."

"Who will dig out the body from the snow?" asked Dai Yisan.

Although it was snowy and ice, Dai Yisan stood here and her beauty seemed to be gentler to the snowy and ice.

"I'll do it!"

As soon as Mu Feiyan finished speaking, he flew into the air, with his hands facing down, and two red highlights shot out from his palms. The small highlights surged in the storm, turning into two snowballs, blowing out a large pit on the ground, revealing the corpse below.

Everyone frowned. Mu Feiyan was too reckless. What if the body was blown up? Fortunately, it didn't hit the body, and only the ice and snow on it was blown up.

The corpses were all very delicate, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, blonde hair and eyebrows, and slender bodies. They had refreshing short hair. Except for the one in the lead who looked the oldest and looked middle-aged, the others were very young.

Yin Jinglong sighed: "What a cute group of boys."

"That..." Xiao Shanshan reminded, "Actually they are women."

Yin Jinglong frowned: "How is it possible? Their hair is so short."

Mu Feiyan curled his lips: "What a joke? How could they be women with such flat breasts?"

"Have you never seen neutral beauty?" Xiao Shanshan said dissatisfiedly, "A woman with flat breasts is not a woman? You shouldn't discriminate against those with poor development. Look at other people's faces more carefully, and they are as cute as boys."

Yin Jinglong complained: "After talking for a long time, you think they are like boys!"

Xiao Shanshan looked up at the sky.

Yin Jinglong transformed a return sword from the storage space in his palm, which was his magical tool. Others can only heal the dying people, while Yin Jinglong used this sword to revive the dead.

Because this is Yin Jinglong's sword, he was destined to be his since he was born.
Chapter completed!