After a while, Winnie brought out a bowl of white rice. Then he ran back to the kitchen and brought out a large pot of fish soup, which immediately filled the room with the smell of dragon scale fish. Ethel and Yas looked at each other, not knowing whether they should stay or not.

"Let's all stay and eat, accompany me, an old woman, our house hasn't been so lively for a long time. Orc grandmother Dale said with a smile.

Neither Ethel nor Yas could make up their minds, so they both looked at Tang Meng.

"Then excuse me, we'll stay with you for dinner. Tang Meng immediately agreed, after all, the elderly all want their homes to be lively, right?

Hearing this, sure enough, Grandma Dale smiled like a flower, and hurriedly beckoned Tang Meng and them to sit down.

"This young man named Tang Meng always feels that you are very familiar. Grandma Dale said with a smile.

"Hmm, Grandma Dale, I've never been to the orc land. Tang Meng replied.

"Oh, yes? That seems like I'm mistaken, look at my memory. Old. Grandma Dale hurriedly said, her eyes still staring at Tang Meng.

But Tang Meng still felt that there seemed to be something hidden in the eyes of this old grandmother Dale, and this was also inexplicable, but then Winnie had already begun to hand the bowl to everyone.

Tang Meng took the bowl and looked down at the wooden bowl, feeling the simplicity of the carving, this bowl was carved with a Western dragon!

"What's wrong?" Tang Meng asked puzzled.

Only then did Winnie react, blushing and avoiding Tang Meng's gaze in a panic.

"No, nothing. Winnie replied hesitantly.

"Winnie, hurry up and serve the soup to the guests. Grandma Dale said.

Winnie hurriedly served the soup to everyone, and everyone was very restrained at first, until after taking a sip of dragon scale soup, the rich aroma spread in the mouth, and because the taste was so delicious, everyone began to get carried away from eating.

"Everyone eat slowly, there is still a kitchen in the back, come here and be polite to me," Dale, the old grandmother of the beast clan, said kindly, and then took a sip herself, her expression instantly filled with happiness.

After a satisfying meal at the house of the little girl Winnie of the beast clan, Tang Meng and his party said goodbye to the old grandmother of the cat clan, Dale, who kindly watched them go away.

Tang Meng found that Little Oak seemed to be a little concerned, and kept looking back at the old grandmother Dale.

"What's the matter, little Oak?" Tang Meng asked in a spiritual voice.

"Well, Little Oak felt an inexplicable sense of fear in that old woman...... "Little Oak said, shrinking into Tang Meng's arms.

"Fear, that old woman, won't she?" Tang Meng was a little puzzled.

But Winnie had already taken them away, and even if Tang Meng turned around, he couldn't see the old woman.

"Yes, I can feel that old woman has terrible power, but there is no hostility towards us. Little Oak said and fell asleep comfortably in Tang Meng's clothes.

Strength?A power that even Little Oak felt terrible. And what about her granddaughter Winnie? Tang Meng looked at Winnie who was leading the way in front of him with deep eyes.

"What are you doing? Lori is getting sick again? Looking at such a petite and cute Lori, she can't control herself?" asked Ethel.

Tang Meng didn't want to pay attention to her and tilted his head to the side.

"Hey, hey, you're really going too far, you're joking. Anyway, we're best friends. Ethel said helplessly.

Hearing the last sentence, Tang Meng was so angry that he almost vomited blood, this woman can make people angry every time.

"That, Mr. Tang Meng, I can only send you here. Winnie whispered.

Tang Meng and the others were on a hillside, and after that, they could go down a slope to reach their destination, the land of the orcs.

It's a huge city, nestled in the middle of a mountain without being abrupt, with a dragon carved into its towering walls.

Tang Meng's heart moved when he saw this dragon, as if the bowl in Winnie's house just now was carved into the same dragon, thinking that it was probably a golden dragon.

"Won't Miss Winnie come with us?"

"Uh, that, no, I'm not going in......" Winnie's expression was a little unnatural.

"Why, little Winnie, you helped us show us the way, and we want to go into the city, thank you. Ethel also stayed.

"Well, forget it, I won't go in. Winnie's tone was low, and her face was very gloomy.

Several people looked at each other, this is their orc country, why doesn't she want to go in so much?

"Stop, you guys!" the voices of several orcs rang out.

It turned out to be a few orcs, and their faces were the same as those of the human race, but their heads and ears were different. They were uniformly dressed in armor and held spears in their hands.

"The Wanderers are not allowed to enter!" said several orcs majestically.

Hearing this, Winnie's ears moved, and the whole person shrank behind Tang Meng.

"What are you doing here?" asked Ethel curiously.

"We are the guards of the El Dorado! Flattering the Golden Dragon III Alexia, all exiles are forbidden to enter the kingdom. The guards said righteously.

"What do you mean, Vault Dweller?" asked Ethel, puzzled.

"You're a Terran, aren't you? Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. One of the guards said, then to Vinnie, "You know you shouldn't be here, Vault Dweller, do you?"

"Yes, I'm sorry......," Winnie said, tears welling up in her eyes, "I just brought these adults here, so I'll leave now." ”

"Miss Winnie, what's the matter?"

"Little Winnie, why is that?"

Yas and Ethel shouted at the same time, they were puzzled, how could there be such a rule? They were both orcs, but there were exiled orcs?

Tang Meng looked at Winnie, who had buried her head deeply, and didn't say anything, but from her gloomy expression, she felt a deep sadness, a tragedy that could not be dissolved.

"Don't ask, Tang Meng, Ethel and Lord Yas, I can only send you here. Winnie said, turning away, her thin back distressing.

"Hmph, dare to come near here, these Vault Dwellers are so bold. One of the guards said.

The term Vault Dweller smacks of politics.