sjar Chapter 1690 Is it feasible?
Chapter 1690 Is it feasible?
"Miss Yan, what should we do?" Old Man Wen walked up to Yan Li and asked.
"We have no way to leave here now. It seems that we can only break the formation and destroy this windmill." Yan Li raised his head and looked at the windmill that was still turning and said.
"That big windmill is a powerful weapon. Don't you see so many dead bones hanging on it? Once this formation is broken, won't we all have no way to survive?" Wen Jiu stood up to object.
Hearing his resounding objection, everyone's eyes fell on him.
Seeing this, Wen Jiu thought that everyone was convinced by his words and became extremely proud.
"Who is that peacock?" Yan Li looked at Wen Mi beside her.
"He's my cousin, Wen Jiu." Wen Mi said.
"Yan Li, so many people are here, you can't joke with their lives." Seeing everyone silent, Wen Jiu continued.
"In that case, I will no longer be responsible and leave everything to this gentleman." After Yan Li finished speaking, she threw out the space tent.
"Come on, grill some meat." Chef Yi said as he started to get busy.
Seeing this, Wen Mi, Zong Jinjin and the other two were very considerate and went to help.
Everyone present was stunned when they saw this!
Is Yan Li planning to be a hands-off boss?
And aren't the people around her too relaxed?
Aren’t they afraid that they won’t be able to leave here?
"Why are you all looking at me? I'm doing this for everyone's sake. Aren't you afraid of being crushed by that big windmill?" Wen Jiu said quickly when he saw everyone's eyes were on him again.
He clearly felt that those gazes were very unfriendly.
"There is a lack of everything in this world, except people who like to make trouble." Wen Mi sighed while helping to grill the meat.
"Wen Mi, what do you mean? Am I wrong in considering everyone?" Wen Jiu immediately lost his composure.
"No, you are right. We are very happy and grateful that you are willing to take on the important task of leading everyone away from here safely. Keep up the good work." Wen Mi glanced at Wen Jiu and said.
"You..." Wen Jiu didn't know what to say when he saw this.
I simply don't have the ability to lead everyone away!
He can't even deal with the huge windmill in front of him!
"Miss Yan, I'm really sorry. It's my fault that I didn't take good care of the children at home. Please don't bother with him." Under the resentful gazes of the old men, Mr. Wen had no choice but to bite the bullet and come out to apologize.
"Grandpa Wen, this is not your fault. One of your grandsons is so courageous and capable. We should give him the opportunity to show his abilities." Yan Li took the barbecue handed over by Chef Yi and took a bite and said.
Everyone:...
We give him a chance to perform, but he won't give us a chance to survive!
If this continues, we will all die here together.
Yan Li and the others didn't care what others thought. They were hungry anyway, so they ate and drank calmly.
When the old men saw that Yan Li had completely given up, they had no choice but to get together to discuss countermeasures.
After all, three cobblers are better than one Zhuge Liang, and it is better than sitting and waiting to die.
After Yan Li and the others had eaten and drunk their fill, they returned to the space tent to rest.
This time, Yan Li brought Zong Jinjin and the other three into the space tent to rest.
After the three of them were shocked when they entered the tent, they consciously vowed not to tell anyone about the space tent.
"Everyone has been on edge since entering the Empty Dead City. Go pick a room for yourselves and have a good rest." Yan Li said and went back to her room.
Everyone else also went back to their rooms to rest.
After the excitement, Zong Jinjin and the other two each chose a room and went to bed happily.
The next day.
When Yan Li and the others walked out of the space tent refreshed, they saw people lying all over the place.
"What happened?" Yan Li asked curiously.
"Miss Yan, when we were just about to rest last night, gusts of wind blew from the direction of the windmill. We couldn't stand at all. If we hadn't formed a big circle, we would have been blown away." Wen Ao struggled to stand up and explained to Yan Li.
Aunt Zong and Auntie Zong: ...
Fortunately, I went into the space tent to sleep last night, otherwise I would have to toss and turn like these people all night?
"It's so miserable. Doesn't that mean you won't have any rest all night?" Yan Li looked at everyone with a smile.
"That's right." Wen Ao was speechless. He was lucky that he was not blown away by the strange wind last night. How could he rest?
Yan Li looked in the direction of the windmill and found that the surrounding formations were intact.
So where did the wind come from last night?
"Little girl, if you can break this formation, we can meet each other." The voice that had been silent for a long time sounded again.
"You're just a stinky old man. Do you think I'd care about you?" Yan Li was speechless.
"He's not a stinky old man. I'm extraordinarily handsome and look like a banished immortal. How could I be an old man?" The voice sounded a little crazy.
"Which of the guys around me doesn't look like a banished fairy?" Yan Li replied.
She was thinking about whether she could use provocation to directly provoke the owner of the voice out.
"I won't bother with you. Anyway, unless you break this formation and destroy this windmill, you will have no way to leave here." There was a hint of rogueness in the voice.
"If I'm not mistaken, this big windmill is used to suppress you, right?" Yan Li guessed with her eyes lighting up.
"So what?" The voice said as if it was not afraid of you knowing it.
"If so, then you have something to ask of me, and the price is different." A smile flashed across Yan Li's eyes.
"Why are you so greedy, little girl? Aren't the treasures in the eight treasure houses enough? You can't squander all those treasures in your lifetime." There was a hint of depression in the voice.
"Those eight treasure houses are the reward you asked me to refine the Divine Transformation Pill. How can they be confused with each other?" Now that she knew that the windmill was used to suppress the owner of the voice, Yan Li was not in a hurry anymore.
"I will give you five more treasure chests at most." These words were obviously squeezed out from between his teeth.
"Five treasure troves?" Yan Li muttered.
"Seven, seven treasure houses, no more." The voice thought Yan Li was dissatisfied and said quickly.
"Deal." Yan Li agreed readily after hearing that.
Since he had promised to break the formation and destroy the windmill, Yan Li began to carefully observe the formation in front of him.
"Li'er, have you found anything?" Venerable Gu Cang looked at Yan Li.
"Master, there is something suppressed under this windmill. I'm not sure if it is a human." Yan Li said and looked at Venerable Gu Cang.
"Oh?" Venerable Gu Cang was not surprised at all when he heard this, but just looked at Yan Li with a smile.
"Master, that thing asked me to help him break the formation and destroy the windmill, and he gave me seven treasure houses. Do you think it's feasible?" Yan Li said honestly.