Miss Almighty Waste

Chapter 1917 Strangers Helper (7)

I have been busy all day, but have gotten nothing, so even though the food has been put on the table, the volcano people don't seem to have much interest.

"Why don't you eat it? These are new dishes that Miss Yun taught us to make."

Seeing the sad faces of the men and the puzzled faces of the women serving the dishes, the men of the Huoshan clan sighed even louder when they heard the inquiries from their relatives.

Yun Yan is so kind to the Huoshan tribe, but the Huoshan tribe has not found anyone who can replace them. Tomorrow, the Yanshan tribe will come to get the letter back. When the time comes, how should they answer?

Everyone turned their eyes to the patriarch, and Luan Xuan, who sensed the strange atmosphere, also looked at the patriarch Huo.

"I said dead old man, you haven't agreed to the Yanshan tribe's challenge as I ordered, have you?"

Luan Xuan put the food in his mouth, enjoying it with eyes full of enjoyment, but when he heard Luan Xuan's words, the head of the Huoshan tribe had a tangled and melancholy face.

"This...they will come to get the news tomorrow..."

The leader of the Huoshan tribe faltered, but Luan Xuan waved his hand.

"It doesn't matter, Feng Yu, after you go to the Yanshan tribe to inform, we will say that we have agreed to their challenge."

After Luan Xuan finished speaking, he blinked at Feng Yu, who immediately nodded knowingly.

"Ok, no problem."

After Feng Yu finished speaking, he pulled Yun Yan aside and muttered for a while, then saw Yun Yan gave him a small porcelain bottle.

"You guys really want to agree to their challenge, the four strangers they invited..."

The leader of Huoshan still wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Luan Xuan.

"Don't worry, I don't need to do anything about that kind of stuff. Let's eat quickly. By the way, you people from the Huoshan tribe are quite talented in cooking. This tastes good."

After Luan Xuan said that, he turned his attention to the delicacies on the table, while the people of the Huoshan tribe, looking at the never-before-seen delicacies, felt melancholy and had no appetite at all.

"Don't worry, we will definitely win the challenge with the Yanshan tribe."

This time, it was Yun Yan who spoke.

Yun Yan's voice was very gentle, but it had a wonderful effect of soothing people's hearts. Before she finished speaking, everyone relaxed a lot.

Yes, if you have wine today, you will be drunk today. As for what will happen tomorrow, let’s talk about it tomorrow.

"Children, move your chopsticks."

When the leader of the Huoshan tribe gave an order, the men of the Huoshan tribe immediately took action, and the originally depressing atmosphere in the room was also swept away.

Yun Yan looked at the pill bottle that had been opened in her hand, her eyes were filled with relief, the tranquilizing powder refined by Lin Luan seemed to have a very good effect.

"You mean, what the Volcano tribe found was a woman, a child, a young man and a middle-aged man?"

Qin Qin asked, but Shangguan Yuzhe and the others exchanged a look with each other. According to the news from the Yanshan tribe, why did the other party look so much like Yun Yan and Luan Xuan, that damned brat.

"Yeah, if you can't feel spiritual power and elemental power from them, they must be waste."

With a smile on his face, the head of the Yanshan tribe tore off a piece of the monster's leg with great pride, put it in his mouth, and gnawed it.

"Hmph, it's really a narrow road to Yuanjia." Hao Rui snorted coldly.

"However, if the strangers invited by the Volcanic Clan are really Yun Yan and the others, where did Jing Xilai and Jing Yexiang go?"

Qi Wenbo wondered, but he never forgot that everyone in the Peak Lord's Mansion was beaten to death, Jing Xilai and Jing Yexiang didn't show up, but if they were escorting Yun Yan and the others to the seventh mountain, why didn't they? What about the people who saw them.

(End of this chapter)