Immortal world foodie: husband makes me noodle soup

Chapter 50 Juan Juan said: Excessive, why did you tell Hong Ling

I don't know if she was confused by Ge Xiaotao's anger, but when she got up from the snow and looked at herself in a mess, she couldn't help laughing, feeling a little bit of bitterness.

After laughing, Yang Juanjuan felt inexplicably much better, patted the snow on his body, and went back as if nothing had happened.

In the afternoon, Yang Juanjuan's barbecue was finished.In the past, when Xiao and Zhong Xiaotian were around, she never worried about food.

But now, one has to take care of Ah Shan and cannot come to see her, and the other has to be a judge, so he doesn't know where he is at this time.

Yang Juanjuan thought that she couldn't let her go hungry no matter what, so she went to the summons hall under Tianzhu Peak, and asked others to help send a summons to Zhong Xiaotian, so that he could come to her after he was busy.

The people from the Communication Hall spread the information to Tianzhu Peak, and within less than a stick of incense, the Red Spirit came down.

Seeing Yang Juanjuan, Hong Ling felt unbalanced in her heart, and said sarcastically to her, "You are really infatuated, it's been a while since we saw each other, and you just miss him like this."

Yang Juanjuan knew that Hong Ling didn't want to see her, and she didn't want to argue with Hong Ling, so she said, "I'm out of food, and I want Xiao Tianer to prepare some for me. Please tell him..."

"Haha!" Hearing this, Hong Ling suddenly raised his head and laughed, interrupting Yang Juanjuan's words: "Yang Juanjuan, you don't know yet, do you? Little Martial Uncle, he won't be able to see you anymore."

"Why, why?" Yang Juanjuan asked in surprise, her heartbeat suddenly became chaotic, and she asked nervously, "Did something happen to Xiao Tian'er?"

Seeing that Yang Juanjuan cared so much about Zhong Xiaotian, the corner of Hong Ling's mouth curled up into a sneer, thinking that Zhong Xiaotian would not protect her in the future, and she would not be arrogant anymore.

"Little uncle, he is very good. What can happen? Those who just said retreat did not retreat, and those who didn't talk about retreat did retreat." Fortunately, both Yuelao and Li Shibai went to Wanshou Mountain today, otherwise today's The letter was about to be heard by Li Shibai.

Yang Juanjuan didn't understand what she said, what was the person who said retreat but didn't retreat, and what was the person who didn't talk about retreat but did retreat.

Just as she was about to ask, Hong Ling said, "Yang Juanjuan, I'm afraid there will be no one to protect you in the future. If you don't have anything to eat, you can figure it out on your own. Don't come here to send messages in the future."

After Hong Ling finished speaking, she turned her head and said to the people in the Communication Hall: "When she comes to the Communication Hall in the future, no matter what information it is, don't help her pass it on, you understand?"

"Yes!" The disciples of the Communication Hall nodded in agreement.

Yang Juanjuan glared at Hong Ling angrily, and said unhappily, "Why did you do this?"

Hong Ling smiled brilliantly: "Because I hate you. Well, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first."

After finishing speaking, Hong Ling turned around with a smile and disappeared in front of Yang Juanjuan and others.

Yang Juanjuan looked at Hong Ling, who said he could see it or not, and stomped his feet angrily.She turned her head to look at the disciple of the Communication Hall, and asked angrily: "I clearly asked you to send the letter to Xiao Tian'er, why did you send the letter to Hong Ling?"

The disciples in the Communication Hall were so wronged, they cried and said with a mournful face: "Junior Sister, you have misunderstood. Hong Ling is the master's apprentice, but any news that comes from the Communication Hall will definitely reach Hong Ling."

"Hmph!" Yang Juanjuan became even more angry after hearing this explanation.

With Hong Ling blocking the way, it would be difficult for her to pass the letter to Zhong Xiaotian.In this case, why not go back to Miaohua Cave and wait for Zhong Xiaotian.

She thought that maybe Zhong Xiaotian would come to see her when he was done with his work.However, she waited for several days, until the end of the competition, Zhong Xiaotian did not come to see her.

She waited from full of anticipation at first to full of complaints, and then from full of complaints to nothing, just thinking about where to get some food.

There was food in the dining hall, but she ran around like this every day, and it was very difficult to walk in the ice and snow.

That day, she came back from the dining hall with a bag of steamed buns, almost stiff from the cold.

She wanted to come back and have a good roast, but found that the firewood had also been burned. At that moment, she almost didn't cry out sadly.

Barely eating half of the cold steamed bun, Yang Juanjuan held the remaining half of the steamed bun, staring at the burnt pile of ashes in a daze.

She asked herself, will the days be like this in the future?
"No!" She answered herself in her heart, no matter what, she had to find a solution.

She put the steamed buns away and walked out of Miaohua Cave.She remembered that there was a kitchen next to the main cave, and she took a look at that kitchen when she first came here, except for a stove, a table, a chair, and some dishes and chopsticks, there was nothing else, it was clean It's incredible.

Pushing open the kitchen door, everything inside was as usual, and there was no sudden pile of firewood or other things as she thought.

Yang Juanjuan walked around the kitchen, lifted the two pots to have a look, but found nothing of value.

This kitchen is simply a decoration, with and without the same.Yang Juanjuan couldn't find anything that could be used, so he was a little depressed and unwilling to give up.

She looked at the clean and tidy stove, always thinking that some kind of miracle would happen, a pot of fragrant rice and a big pot of stewed meat would appear unexpectedly. There is no stewed meat, but stewed vegetables are also fine.

God knows how much she longed for a hot meal.

Just thinking about it like this made her salivate and her stomach growl.

With such a glimmer of hope, she lifted the lid of the pot and looked at it again.

There was nothing in the pot, Yang Juanjuan was very disappointed, but she just didn't want to give up.

Another reason is that she is too boring.She will be alone when she goes back, so she might as well find something to do here, and it would be nice to have a fantasy.

So, she lifted the lid of the pot again.After each lid, she would close her eyes, make a wish, and then lift the lid again.

So many times, on the sixth time, I only heard a bang behind me, as if something exploded.

Yang Juanjuan was startled by the sound, and the lid of the pot fell from his hand.She turned around, only to see a door appeared where there was a wall behind her, the door was open, and behind it was a garden with many spiritual herbs planted in the garden.

Those spiritual grasses grew vigorously, better than all the spiritual grasses she saw in the spiritual herb garden.

The first time she saw these spirit herbs, she had a feeling: these spirit herbs can be eaten.

Yang Juanjuan almost cheered and ran over. After entering the garden, she realized that the weather here was different from that outside.The temperature inside is neither high nor low, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

She bent down and pulled out two spiritual herbs, and seeing firewood beside her, she carried them back to the kitchen.

She had just put the firewood behind the stove when she heard a noise and the door hidden in the wall was closed.

The door closed, but Yang Juanjuan didn't care too much.She thought that she knew how to open that door anyway, at worst, she would open it later.

(End of this chapter)