Miss Almighty Waste

Chapter 1898 Rock Mountain Fire Sea (12)

At this moment, Qin Qin was very resentful towards Jing Yexiang. With this attitude, it was a dream to recruit him!
Qin Qin had already made up his mind at this moment, even if Jing Yexiang picked all the stars from the sky, he would definitely not stay and help Jingxi refine medicine.

"Delicious, so delicious!"

"Peerless delicious, woo woo, I really want to cry."

"High, high, high."

"Patriarch, that piece of meat is mine, why did you snatch it away?"

"Number 8, I threw the chicken feet in and cooked them for a long time, but you actually picked them up and ate them. Give me back my chicken feet."

"Number 3, don't grab my greens, you want to grab even greens, how inhumane are you?"

"Number 70, you are so young and eat so much, you are not afraid of holding on, quickly step aside and leave me a place, didn't you see that my chopsticks can't even fit into the pot."

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The fire was in full swing, and the Huoshan people each held stone bowls and surrounded the cauldron, eating it was a joy.

"I've never seen anyone who eats hot pot more fiercely than me."

"This group of people... are really fierce, and they are not afraid of spicy food."

Luan Xuan and Feng Yu gulped their saliva with a 'gudong', and were very speechless to the group of Huohan people who were enjoying the hot pot at the moment, but Yun Yan just smiled, and then continued to look at Aim at the so-called treasure chest that the Volcanic people took out for exchange.

Next to Yun Yan, the hot pot oil in her Feng Yu's and Luan Xuan's stone bowls had already solidified, and they had been eating for at least two hours, but the Huo Huo tribe didn't know they were full, and they still held the stone in one hand. Bowl, holding chopsticks in one hand, kept picking up ingredients and putting them in the pot to cook.

"It seems that there is no more soup, on the 17th, hurry up and continue to add soup."

"The taste is also a bit weak, add ingredients, continue to add ingredients."

"Number 2, why did you throw the red berries in there?"

"Miss Yun can burn anything she says?"

"Yes, then I'll try one too."

"I'll try one too."

"I want it too, I want it too."

"You bastards, stop it for me. Do you still want to continue eating hot pot? If you are full, give me a break and don't make trouble here."

Seeing a group of bastards who kept adding red berries to the hot pot that had just been filled with soup and ingredients, the patriarch roared angrily, and the world fell silent in an instant.

While the whole world was quietly waiting for the hot pot soup to boil again, there was a 'gu dong' sound, and something was thrown into the pot.

"Patriarch...you also threw red berries into it."

On the side, No. 70's eyes were full of grievances and complaints, and the patriarch just glared at him. Just as he was about to say something, he heard someone shout "cooked", and then countless pairs of chopsticks stretched out to the red berries in the hot pot soup .

Seeing this, the patriarch, not to be outdone, quickly reached in with his chopsticks, holding them in with all his strength, and cursed at the same time.

"You bastards, slow down. Didn't you see that the soup was splashed out? What a pity. Also, I have one of the red berries. Don't finish picking them up. Do you still pick them up? Didn't you hear me? I'm the head of the clan." ..."

Hearing the voice from behind, and seeing everyone looking like hungry wolves rushing for food, uh, even behind everyone was carrying a bowl from the beginning to the end but was pushed out at the end and didn't eat anything The pitiful Yun Guodong... Luan Xuan and Feng Yu couldn't bear to look directly at them, turned their heads, and fixed their eyes on the treasure box given by the Huoshan tribe placed in front of Yun Yan.

(End of this chapter)