"Right!" At this time, Ming Chan walked out, probably not wanting to stay too long, and said to the help: "We, as the agents of the Asura King, contribute to the Asura clan. That is our duty and responsibility. There is no need to be here In terms of wasting resources. The most important thing for us now is to integrate the entire Shura clan."

What a joke!

The food of the Shura tribe is so unpalatable, once this celebration banquet is held, it will be a bunch of unpalatable things.

However, they have to eat in front of many Shura, this is a shame to them!

"No!" At this moment, Picka came over with a big belly, and said with a serious expression: "This celebration banquet must be done. The envoy has done so much for us. If we don't give us a good thank you, Shura will feel But I am very upset."

"Also, I have treasured many delicacies here, and I should contribute it."

Luo Xiaoman and Ming Chan looked at each other, bitter in their hearts, as if they saw the despair in each other's eyes.

What kind of food has been cherished for a long time? Isn’t it the jerky that has been cherished for a long time, or other weird foods?

"Let me come." Suddenly, Mo Yuan stood up, slapped the bigcloak, and said lightly.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes were all focused on him.

"Yuan, what are you talking about?" Luo Xiaoman blinked and said blankly: "Are you responsible for the food for the celebration party?"

"Yeah!" Mo Yuan nodded.

"But, you..."

"Because I don't want to make Xiaoman embarrassed." Mo Yuan hooked his lips, raised his hand, and gently tucked the ends of Luo Xiaoman's hair. This action was so sweet that he was tired of seeing the surrounding circle. people.

And this sentence of him instantly sweetened into Luo Xiaoman's heart.

She understood that Mo Yuan rarely cooks, even if he cooks, he only cooks for himself.

Now Luo Xiaoman was forced to eat some dark dishes, but couldn't refuse. In order to take care of her feelings, Mo Yuan had to stand up and take over the important task of chef.

"Master Mo Yuan, do you know how?" Ming Chan whispered, watching Mo Yuan's cold, evil charm, and he didn't seem to be a cook.

Although the food of the Shura clan is hard to swallow, it can still be eaten, but will Mo Yuan's cooking skills directly eat the dark dishes of the dead?

"Shut up!" Chi Chi slapped his wings, staring at Ming Chan fiercely, and hummed: "Do you dare to question Master Mo Yuan's cooking skills, believe it or not that sister burned you."

"Huh?" Ming Chan was stunned. Sister Chi Chi, who was stunned by the sky, was so protective of Master Mo Yuan. Isn't that incredible?

"Master Mo Yuan, sister is here to help you." Chi Chi turned around and offered Mo Yuan a helping hand.

"Wow!"

Here, Da Bai could not wait to yell.

Although he does not know how to set fire, he can hunt for the freshest ingredients!

Ming Chan is stunned!

Looking at them, I can’t wait to taste Mo Yuan’s food!

Not only them, but Luo Xiaoman also showed expectation. Could it be that the evil man in front of him is still a **** of cooking?

At this moment, Ying's figure appeared, raising his eyes slightly, and it seemed that Da Bai and Chi Chi's movements had also attracted attention, and he couldn't help but glance at Mo Yuan.

Immediately afterwards, he yawned again, lying lazily on Ming Chan's shoulder.

After confirming that Mo Yuan was cooking, Ruth and the pickup quickly prepared, organized the staff, and took care of the feast.