The middle-aged woman said helplessly: "Actually, I am a pastor..."

Dai Yisan looked at the middle-aged woman with sympathy in her eyes and a tone of comfort: "You should be refugees, or you were deceived by a pyramid scheme organization, otherwise I really can't figure out why a group of chefs came to such a snowy place. You are so pitiful, I feel sorry for you. But don't worry, we will definitely make you safe and will not let you be hurt again, and will send you home. There are many restaurants under my name, and you can go to my hotel to work, and the treatment is generous."

Dai Yisan had good intentions, but the middle-aged woman was speechless: "Actually... we are pastors..."

Dai Yisan obviously doesn’t know what a pastor is. She used to be an ordinary person, but she only officially became a cultivator today. How could she know what the pastor means?

Yin Jinglong didn't know why, but he felt a little dizzy, but it was fine in a few seconds and he didn't take it to heart.

Yin Jinglong asked the middle-aged beauty: "In addition to being able to cook Korean barbecue, do you also know how to make Indian flying cakes? I really want to eat them. I heard that you have a good cooking skills, so there should be many types of cooking, right?"

The middle-aged beauty was crying and she couldn't cry: "I'm really not a chef, I'm a pastor. You can't think I'm a chef just because my cooking is delicious..."

Mu Feiyan swallowed and said hungrily: "So can you perform your cooking skills? I wasn't hungry at first, but now when I see you, I want to have a barbecue."

The middle-aged woman said weakly: "I am really not a chef, I am a pastor..."

The middle-aged woman is very depressed now. Everyone actually ignores her identity as a pastor and thinks she is a chef. How frustrating is that.

She thought everyone would ask her about the pastor, but she was really disappointed. She was originally purely grateful to Yin Jinglong, but now she always feels that it is strange and feels that she has met a group of funny guys.

"Don't talk nonsense anymore. Although they cook deliciously, they are really not cooks, but pastors, which are noble professions." Xiao Shanshan pointed to the middle-aged woman and said, "Especially this one, she is my friend. Let me introduce her to you. Her name is...... She is..."

Xiao Shanshan was speechless, and she suddenly remembered that she had been pestering the middle-aged woman for barbecue these days, but she didn't ask her name. It was so embarrassing!

"What, you said a lot in a righteous manner, and it turns out that you don't know her name either."

"I think you're just eating and don't bother asking for the name!"

Yin Jinglong and Mu Feiyan complained.

"I'd better introduce myself." The middle-aged woman said helplessly. She felt that she had met a group of strange creatures. She said, "I am Russian, but I like China very much. China is my favorite country, so I found a writer. He worked hard and used a lot of brain cells to give me a particularly profound and connotative name.

Everyone listened attentively and wanted to know what the Chinese name of the middle-aged woman was. Everyone was moved by her spirit of following the local customs and being close to Chinese culture.

"My Chinese name is Cuihua." The middle-aged woman said proudly.

Everyone suspected that they had heard it wrong, and their expressions of anticipation were frozen in an instant.

"What, what did you say? Your name is Cuihua? What does the meaning of Cuihua mean and there is a deep meaning. We have been looking forward to it for a long time, and you will say such a name. You are proud of me, wasting my expression."

"Just this kind of name, I still need to ask a writer to help you? You are afraid you have met a liar in the world, right?"

"You are Russian, but your favorite is China. The weirdest thing is that your best dish is Korean barbecue. You...you are really a strange woman..."

Everyone commented in a verbal way.

Finally, Yin Jinglong added: "Sister Cuihua, so you are a professional chef and have opened a sauerkraut shop. Do you work as a part-time pastor?"

Cuihua said with a dark face: "I am a full-time pastor and a part-time cook... No, I'm not a cook, I'm taken into the ditch by you!"

Cuihua continued to explain weakly: "And the profession of priest is very strong, which can purify all darkness. It is a profession with super healing power and good attack power. Moreover, I am the president of the Russian Pastors Guild."

Mu Feiyan looked at Cuihua's proud expression and couldn't help but hit: "Even the president was killed by others at will. It seems that the profession of priest is really weak! If it weren't for us, these cooks, no, the corpses of these priests would be cold."

Yin Jinglong couldn't help but sing: "The cool night is missed by you, turning into spring mud to protect me..."

Cuihua suffered tons of critical damage, and she felt that she was despised in all aspects. She was simply blue and thin, with mushrooms...

But this time, Cuihua's expression seemed very serious. She said: "This time, the situation was very bad. There was a change on the earth. Therefore, our mortal enemy, the group of evil priests, could not have been our opponents. However, after the change, their power has increased rapidly. Just today, they killed us, the righteous priests."

"What happened to the earth?" everyone asked curiously.

Cuihua's tone became more and more solemn: "The ruins of the Demon of the Extreme Night are about to appear, and the evil aura is beginning to revive globally. The order of heaven and earth is being disrupted, the seal of the interface is loosening, and all monsters and monsters are ready to move, and some have even been moving wildly. The pattern of the earth is changing."

Cuihuahuahua looked around, and she felt that everyone should be very interested in the Jiye Tianmo, so she asked: "Do you have anything to ask?"

Mu Feiyan said curiously: "I have a problem."

Cuihua's eyes lit up: "You must want to ask Jiye Tianmo if it's right?"

Mu Feiyan said, "No, what I want to ask is, why are your breasts so small, can you only have flat breasts to be priests? Do you only have a cup?"

Yin Jinglong corrected: "Don't talk nonsense, how can you put a cup and reduce it at most."

Xiaohong said in confusion: "It is really rare for white people to have such small breasts, and they are not as big as mine."

Cuihua's heart was broken, her face was covered in darkness, and she said gritting her teeth: "You are off topic, can you tell me some normal problems?"

Dai Yisan was understanding and asked, "So who is the Demon of the Earl Night, what does the Demon mean, what is the world pattern? What do monsters and monsters want to do?"
Chapter completed!