The cold wind is howling, snowflakes are flying, and everything that comes into view is covered with silver. The whole sky and earth seem to be clean without a single dust.

Rows of rime stood upright in the wind and snow, and some little squirrels with very low intelligence poked their furry little heads on the snowfield to watch from time to time.

The little white tiger had now returned to its original chopstick length, lazily leaning on Xue Yiling and warming herself over the fire with her.

In fact, this severe cold is nothing to a sixth-grade martial arts master like Xue Yiling.

The reason why they light a bonfire is because the Xueling tribe lives on the Xueling Icefield.

A long time ago, before the ancestors of the Snow Spirit tribe began to practice martial arts, they were very fragile and needed fire to keep out the cold and drive away wild beasts.

Although there are more and more warriors in the Xueling tribe nowadays, the habits passed down from the ancestors' era are still preserved.

Xue Yiling seems to be naturally friendly to monsters and beasts. The little squirrel that had poked its little head out to watch saw Xue Yiling sitting peacefully and harmlessly by the campfire, and even cautiously ran to Xue Yiling's side.

Her little eyes were staring straight at Xue Yiling, ready to escape at any time.

Xue Yiling glanced at the little squirrel and then ignored it. This was a small monster unique to the Xueling Icefield, called the snow squirrel.

The hair all over his body is light golden in color. Because he lives in the cold snowfield, his whole body is furry.

After seeing that Xue Yiling had no intention of driving it away, the snow squirrel rubbed its little paws quite happily and started to warm itself up by the fire.

Although the Xueling Icefield is freezing all year round, it still gets colder every winter.

Snow squirrels are not harmful to the Snow Spirit Tribe, and this little guy is quite cute, so it is the first choice for many Snow Spirit Tribes to keep small pets.

"Jiji!"

Just as the pale golden snow squirrel was enjoying the warmth of the campfire, Bingyao suddenly lifted it up by its tail.

"It's so cute. I want to raise one."

Bingyao's cute little face showed a look of affection. The snow squirrel was furry all over. Because of its lazy personality, it was slightly chubby and looked quite lovable.

"Li Xuantian, can you help me raise it? I like it very much."

Although Bingyao said she liked it, she still held the snow squirrel's little tail, and the frightened snow squirrel screamed in surprise.

However, after Bingyao showed a hint of the strong pressure on his body, Snow Squirrel was so frightened that he shut up, but his whole body continued to tremble.

"The bloodline is mixed and there is no potential for growth. After seven or eight years, the longevity will be exhausted."

Li Siyi shook his head slightly. For ordinary people, seven or eight years is already a very long time. But for warriors or cultivators, seven or eight years may sometimes not be enough for one retreat.

The snow squirrel that was trembling in Bingyao's hands just now suddenly became quiet at this moment, and there were actually tears in its small black eyes, as if it was a little sad.

Seeing this scene, Li Siyi was a little dumbfounded. He looked at the pale golden snow squirrel and asked:

"Can you understand me?"

After Li Siyi asked, both Bingyao and Xue Yiling were a little dumbfounded. Although the snow squirrel was being hung upside down by Bingyao's tail, he still nodded seriously.

At this time, Li Siyi also became interested and asked again: "Can you speak?"

The snow squirrel was slightly startled after hearing this, and then shook his head, but his little paws were waving in the air, obviously trying to express something.

Bingyao immediately placed it on the snow. After Bingyao placed it on the snow, the snow squirrel skillfully waved on the snow to even out the ice and snow in front of it.

Then his little paws grabbed a small wooden stick from the side and began to write on the ground in a decent manner.

Xue Yiling also looked at the snow squirrel with curiosity. She was very sure that this little guy was a snow squirrel.

But this snow squirrel was obviously different from all the snow squirrels she had seen before. This little guy was very intelligent.

Just now I saw it coming to warm itself by the fire. Xue Yiling also wondered whether this little squirrel was a pet released by a certain Xueling tribe. Because he had lived with the Xueling tribe, he knew how to use flames to keep warm.

Looking at it now, this snow squirrel seems to be something special. Its spiritual power fluctuations are clearly not those of a first-level warrior, but its spiritual intelligence is surprisingly high.

After looking at the words written by the snow squirrel on the snow, Xue Yiling's beautiful eyes showed a look of doubt. These words are not the Snow Spirit Language of the Snow Spirit Clan, nor the Dark Spirit Language of the Dark Spirit Clan, nor are they the Chinese Human Race.

The script used is called Chinese.

‘Is it squirrel language?’

Xue Yiling smiled a little in her heart, not understanding what the snow squirrel wrote.

Bingyao was also dumbfounded. She couldn't understand what the snow squirrel wrote. If the snow squirrel could speak human words, she could understand what the snow squirrel wanted to express with the help of the rules of language. But now she didn't know what the snow squirrel was doing.

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After writing a sentence, the snow squirrel stood aside with a small wooden stick. After seeing the confusion in Xue Yiling's eyes and the puzzled look on Bingyao's face, it became a little anxious.

Although it is a genius of the rat world who is proficient in human languages, it only knows two human languages. In its memory, this language is the most widely used language by humans.

As a result, there are three people here now, and two of them don't even know what it's about.

At this time, Snow Squirrel looked at Li Siyi with the last chance of luck.

Li Siyi looked at the words on the snow and took a deep breath, with a very strange look on his face.

Because now this snow squirrel actually wrote on the snow in English:

'Do you speak English? I'm not very good at Chinese.'

"Li Xuantian, can you understand the squirrel language it writes?"

After seeing Li Siyi's strange expression, Bingyao tilted her little head and asked curiously.

"This is not Squirrel, this is English, the language Isabel speaks."

Li Siyi casually explained to Bingyao, then looked at the snow squirrel and continued to ask: "Why do you know the human language? Who taught you?"

After discovering that Li Siyi could understand English, the snow squirrel immediately cheered up, leveled the snow in front of him, then continued to pick up the small stick and began to write on the snow.

"What does it say again?"

Bingyao stared at the words on the snow like a little illiterate. Unfortunately, she didn't know English, so she couldn't understand what the snow squirrel wrote.

Bingyao couldn't understand it, but Li Siyi understood it. This snow squirrel had a very ordinary bloodline and could live for at most seven or eight years, but it was obviously an existence that could rival the gods in the body of a mortal rat.

At this moment, the snow squirrel actually wrote on the snow:

'Hello, human friends, I am Abraham Tom. I am proficient in human English and familiar with most Chinese. I am proficient in the sea spirit language of the sea tribe and the dark spiritual language of the Tianyou dynasty of the dark spirit tribe. I can use some snow

Spiritual language.'

Under this sentence, Xue Squirrel also specially wrote a sentence in Xue Ling language for Xue Yiling to read:
Chapter completed!