Chapter 473 Who Can Sew
Feili blushed.
Meng Kean's eyes widened.
Lu Ling turned away directly...
In the picture, it is no different from the movies in the island country. It is a group of young men and women, including a short-haired girl, Luo Qingqing...
"Damn it! Are all people in this other world so open-minded?" Yu Feixing came over at some point and licked his lips.
Zhao Yin glanced at Luo Qingqing subconsciously. She had already buried her face deep in the ground.
He actually knows what shame is!
Zhao Yin watched it for two minutes and then closed the screen.
"No! Look again!" Yu Feixing immediately shouted.
Feili squeezed his waist hard, and he howled like a slaughtered pig.
What Zhao Yin didn't expect was that even Meng Ke'an said very forcefully: "These girls are developing really well, let's take a look!"
"Don't you think your focus should be on men?" Yu Feixing said in a mean tone.
"Pay attention to your size!" Meng Ke'an rolled his eyes.
Zhao Yin conveniently clicked on the next screen.
Then, he froze there, the smile on his face frozen.
Lu Ling's eyes turned red instantly and her body started to tremble.
In the picture, there is a land of ice and snow.
Jiang Shan was wearing a tattered armor that he had not worn for a long time. He had half a cigarette in his mouth and puffed into the cold air.
Xiao Wu on the side, holding the war staff tightly, followed behind him.
Jiang Shan is in his early fifties, which is still middle-aged for modern people, but he has gray hair on his temples.
He and Xiao Wu were talking about something along the way.
Suddenly, a bolt of thunder descended, shattering the temporarily released shield of the dog-headed hat on Jiang Shan's head...
Zhao Yin saw the appearance of seven young men...
When I saw Xiao Wu, pieces of flesh and blood on his body had been cut off piece by piece by a strange girl...
There was blood and broken flesh all over the ground.
His calf was broken, so he knelt down to protect the country. Then his thigh was cut off section by section, and he lay down to protect the country...
In the end, the young man named Xiao Wu could no longer lift the war staff due to blood loss. His eyes widened and he gradually became silent...
A group of teenagers are like cats playing with mice. They can be killed easily, but they are tortured like this...
In the end, only Jiangshan was left.
The cigarette butt in his mouth has been extinguished, but he still hasn't spit it out.
In his eyes, there was full of unwillingness and despair... The young man named Mr. Zhang walked step by step...
Lu Ling was trembling and clenching her little fists. Her nails had already sunk deeply into her palms. The bright red blood dripped down her fingers and onto the floor of the beast's golden house...
Throughout the beast's gold-laden house, one could hear the needle drop in silence.
Meng Ke'an bit his lip, tears welling up in his eyes, and anger welled up in the eyes of Yu Feixing and Shen Lisui...
Only Feili only had Yu Feixing in her eyes, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with her...
Knowing that a friend has died and seeing a friend being killed are completely different concepts.
Several people were familiar with Jiangshan and had the same beliefs.
The deep and terrifying look in Zhao Yin's eyes was like an abyss that chooses people and devours them.
No one spoke, as if they were paying homage to the person who had passed away and the friend who would never return.
Zhao Yin subconsciously changed his view of Paradise Base and regarded it as another home.
Then Jiangshan is the person in the family.
He waved his hand without saying a word, summoning the short-haired girl in the life space.
I remember Luo Qingqing just mentioned that her name was Yuan Jinlei.
Zhao Yin placed the picture on the crystal ball in front of Yuan Jinlei's eyes.
"Did you do it?"
At this moment, even though he was suffering from the pain of burning his soul, Yuan Jinlei still showed fear on his face.
She shook her head first, then nodded again.
While trembling violently, he spoke with difficulty: "Yes... Master Zhang asked them to do it. I... I am only responsible for recording... the beautiful scenery."
"Beautiful scenery?"
"No...no, I...!" Yuan Jinlei tried hard to argue.
Zhao Yin sighed, increased the intensity of Yuan Jinlei's soul-burning, and sent her back to the life space again with a heart-rending wail.
Luo Qingqing, who was left kneeling on the ground, was trembling more and more.
In fact, these teenagers have not experienced the real apocalypse and are actually very timid.
Zhao Yin asked: "Of those seven people, apart from Mr. Zhang and Yuan Jinlei who left, how many are left?"
"They all died under your magic cannon, Master. Only Yuan Jinlei and Mr. Zhang are left."
Luo Qingqing spoke faster and said: "Master Mingjian, although I am not a good person, I have never participated in harming your friends."
Zhao Yin slowly closed his eyes.
Just let Luo Qingqing kneel there, keep kneeling, keep shaking.
Two hours later.
In Zhao Yin's mind, Lao Niu's voice came.
"Master, here we are!"
The destination was the location where Jiang Shan died, and Lu Ling had someone find it.
Previously, because Lu Ling and Zhao Yin had not arrived, no one had collected the corpses from Jiangshan, and no one dared to touch them.
Zhao Yin walked down from the Golden Beast House and saw a group of people standing there from a distance.
The leader is a B-level power user, who is the leader of the camp at the end of Jiangshan.
Behind him, there were more than a hundred people standing, all of them evolutionaries.
"Lord Beast God!"
The leader obviously did not expect that it was Zhao Yin who came in person, and immediately led everyone to bow deeply.
Zhao Yin waved his hand and stepped straight into the crowd.
Lu Ling and others followed closely behind.
In the circle of evolvers brought by the camp leader, the snow was dark red.
Xiao Wu was still lying on his back, with the wind and snow covering most of his body, and no part of the exposed part was intact...
And Jiang Shan's head rolled out a few meters, and the headless body remained, kneeling on the ground, with his chest hollowed out...
Everything has long since turned to ice.
Zhao Yin walked over expressionlessly, bent down and held Jiang Shan's head.
The head was covered with a layer of blood-water ice and had been deformed by the ice, but one could still tell that he was Jiang Shan.
It's just that it's impossible to see that flattering smile again.
Lu Ling on the side had already burst into tears.
"I'm back……!"
Zhao Yin whispered to Jiang Shan's head, but found that his voice had already become hoarse.
A feeling of guilt suddenly rose in his heart.
If he had come back earlier, maybe Jiang Shan would not have to die.
If he was willing to get him a bottle of high-level supernatural potion, Jiang Shan might not die.
If I had been more careful with them, protected them more, and made them worry less, maybe I wouldn't die...
At this moment, Zhao Yin knew clearly that he should not have any feelings for anyone except Song Xiaodao and the other three women.
However, I still couldn't help but feel pain in my heart.
In his mind, he couldn't help but recall every meeting he had with Jiang Shan.
Maybe, because I don’t care much, everyone I care about is important.
Zhao Yin held Jiang Shan's head in his arms, slowly melting the ice and snow with his body temperature.
Half an hour passed before he came to the headless body and wanted to install it back.
But he found that it was possible to cut off his head, but it was difficult to put it back together.
“Does anyone know how to sew?”
Zhao Yin turned around, his hoarse voice echoing in the cold wind.
At this moment, everyone was looking at Zhao Yin.
Even Lu Ling stopped crying.
Everyone felt that the beast god had monstrous murderous intent!
Everyone was quiet for a long time.
Zhao Yin spoke again: "Does anyone know how to sew? Let Mr. Jiang leave with dignity, and I will reward you with a thousand catties of chestnut wine!"
Only then did the camp leader react and shouted loudly: "Are you all deaf? Lord Beast God is asking you, who knows how to sew?"