The vicious female Ye Youcha, who is in Shura Field every day

Chapter 133 The Eighth Beast Husband

After dinner, Mo Lin took the initiative to help clean up the dishes.

Don't be fooled by this man's cold and stern appearance. He is very honest in his work and will work on his own after eating without being told.

Su Xiyue was very satisfied with this.

Bai Qi, the old fox, disliked the greasy dishes and didn't want to wash them at all.

But he also wanted to gain Su Xiyue's favor so that he could get more food in the future, so he chose the job of fetching water.

Ye Ling had no idea that he had to wash the dishes after eating. When he saw Mo Lin and Bai Qi offering to help, he could only wash them together with a gloomy face.

The two of them disliked each other and started arguing as soon as they disagreed.

The result was that several pairs of chopsticks were crushed and three stone plates were broken.

Su Xiyue looked at the messy stove and held her forehead in silence. What kind of disaster scene was this?
She went over and quickly pulled the two apart, saying in a bad tone, "Alright, alright, both of you go back, I can do it myself."

Although these five beastly husbands are powerful, they are just like a group of troublesome naughty children in the details of life.

The conflict between Ye Ling and Mo Lin was more like two children fighting over a toy.

She shook her head and swept up the debris on the ground with a broom.

Ye Ling and Mo Lin looked embarrassed, but they did not stay here any longer and left tactfully.

Bai Qi came over with a smile, "Xiyue, do you want me to help you?"

Su Xiyue glanced at him. How could she not know what this old fox was thinking?
She smiled playfully: "Okay, I happen to be busy, so you come and wash it."

After saying that, he simply stood up, wiped his hands with a palm-sized piece of animal skin, threw the bowl and chopsticks to Bai Qi, and turned to leave the cave.

Bai Qi was stunned for a moment. He never expected that Su Xiyue would actually throw the dishes to him to wash.

Looking at the pot full of dishes and chopsticks, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. He turned his head to look at Qingzhu who was still leisurely drinking tea, and narrowed his fox eyes slightly: "Qingzhu, you have nothing to do anyway, why don't you help me?"

Qingzhu's emerald green eyes glanced at him coldly, and her tone was cold and indifferent: "It's my business if I'm idle. Since you are so attentive, why don't you do it yourself and don't try to pass the blame on me."

I fell for the trick of this old fox. He spent half a day burning the fire, which was hot and dirty, and I was covered in black ash.

If you want him to wash the dishes now, forget it.

Bai Qi was choked by the retort and wanted to say something.

Xuan Ming, who was standing by, dusted himself off and said lazily, "You guys can argue slowly. I'm leaving now. This commotion is boring."

After saying that, he strode away without looking back, his back looking so casual as if nothing had happened just now.

Bai Qi: "..."

When Qingzhu saw Xuanming leave, he put his tea bowl on the table, quickly stood up and followed him.

He was afraid that if he was a step slow, this old fox would trick him into washing the dishes.

Bai Qi: "..."

Why was he walking so fast for no reason? Hadn't he started plotting against him yet?
He sighed helplessly. He originally wanted to gain favor with Xiyue so that he could come over and eat with her every day.

But he was too clever for his own good and now he can only wash it himself.

……

On this side, Su Xiyue had already left the cave. She gathered all the females in the tribe together and saw that almost everyone had arrived.

But Mia didn't come. I don't know if she went to the witch doctor to treat her face or for something else.

She didn't care. It would be less trouble if she didn't come.

She slowly scanned the sparse crowd before her, clapped her hands, cleared her throat, and announced loudly, "Sisters, the orcs of the tribe will depart for the salt lake tomorrow morning. Our goal today is to weave as many backpacks and rattan baskets as possible, and make as many as possible so the orcs can take them with them tomorrow."

Su Qing came over with a smile, "Xiyue, don't worry, we have learned it a long time ago and can weave it very quickly. Although we are a bit pressed for time, fortunately we have more time in the afternoon and can continue weaving in the evening. We should be able to weave quite a lot."

Yunxiang also agreed with a smile: "That's right, Xiyue, don't underestimate us. Although I can't say that the weaving is very good, we guarantee that it is strong and can be used to transport salt without any problems."

Seeing everyone's confidence, Su Xiyue was in a good mood. "Okay, then everyone, get started! Remember, choose resilient rattan and weave it sturdily. Don't let the backpacks fall apart halfway through transporting the salt. That would be troublesome."

Su Qing blinked mischievously: "Don't worry, Xiyue, you taught us all by yourself, how could we embarrass you?" Yunxiang also smiled and patted her chest: "That's right, we are no longer the novices we were before, we promise not to let you down!"

She nodded in satisfaction and said nothing more.

Then he took the females present to the Moonlight Forest and began to look for suitable rattan to weave backpacks and baskets, and assigned tasks to each female.

Whoever weaves more and better stories will receive a piece of fresh animal meat as a reward.

Even though the piece of meat is not much and seems unattractive.

But for those females who have no partners and rely on the tribe to feed them with a piece of animal meat every day, fresh meat is the best reward for them.

With the meat as a reward, the females present worked even harder, looking for suitable vines to weave, fearing that if they were slow, their weaving would not be as good as others and they would not be able to get the meat.

Su Xiyue was busy as hell and had no idea that a conspiracy was quietly unfolding.

Mia arrived at the edge of the Moonlight Forest at some point, staring at Su Xiyue who was directing everyone to work with a sinister look, a sneer on her lips.

She touched the wound on her face, and the resentment in her heart grew stronger.

"Su Xiyue, do you think you can keep being so proud?"

She whispered softly, a hint of viciousness flashing in her eyes.

She turned and left, heading straight towards Yun Han's cave.

Yun Han is the most insidious and cunning orc in the tribe. He usually keeps to himself and never gets close to other orcs.

Although his strength is not top-notch, he is ruthless and never leaves any traces when doing things.

The most important thing is that Yun Han likes her and has always wanted to be her eighth beastly husband.

It's just that she didn't like it at first, so she didn't agree, but she didn't refuse either, just kept the other party hanging.

She planned to ask Yun Han for help and ask him to secretly kill that lowly female Su Xiyue, or sell her to the distant pig-dog tribe to be a slave.

Mia quickly came to the entrance of the cave where Yun Han lived. She saw Yun Han wiping the bone knife with his head down. The blade was shining coldly in the dim cave.

His face was gloomy, and the corners of his narrow eyes were slightly raised, revealing a sinister and ruthless aura.

He has a high nose bridge, thin and pale lips, and his whole body exudes a cold and distant feeling.

Yun Han never hangs out with other orcs in the tribe. He keeps to himself and his personality is actually a bit similar to Xuan Ming.

It’s just that Xuan Ming doesn’t have any bad intentions. As long as you don’t provoke him, he is usually easy to talk to.

The vicious look on Mia's face instantly faded, replaced by a pitiful expression: "Yun Han..."

Yun Han raised his eyes and his gaze fell on her left cheek, where some herbs were casually smeared, but they had already fallen off.

He frowned, but didn't show much concern. He put down the bone knife and said in a cold voice, "What are you doing here?"

Compared with the original enthusiastic attitude, it is obviously much colder.

Seeing that Yun Han's attitude had obviously become cold, Mia gritted her teeth in anger.

She secretly cursed Yun Han, the male, for being so superficial that he even cared about the little injury on her face.

Didn’t he follow her around and show his affection to her every day before?
Now that he saw that her face was injured, his attitude became so cold. What a superficial male.

She gnashed her teeth in anger, but her face showed an aggrieved expression: "Yunhan, my face... really hurts, I..."

Yun Han lowered his head and continued to wipe the bone knife in his hand. His movements were neither hurried nor slow, and his voice was cold: "You came to me to treat your face? Sorry, I'm not a witch doctor, I can't help you."

Mia was even more angry when she saw that he was unmoved, but for the sake of the plan, she had to continue pretending: "No, Yunhan, I... I want you to help me deal with Su Xiyue."

Yun Han paused his movements and looked up at her with a cold gaze: "Deal with Su Xiyue? Are you crazy?"

Not to mention that Su Xiyue is the leader's daughter, even those five powerful beastly husbands are not people that others can afford to offend.

Mia's heart trembled at his gaze, but she still said stubbornly, "She ruined my face. How can I swallow this? As long as you help me, I... I can promise you to be my eighth beast husband."

(End of this chapter)