"Cook a bowl of fresh meat for the big girl." Yang Yuqiong tried hard to restrain herself. She knew clearly that Ye Qingmei wanted to anger herself so that he could give her a good time, but she didn't want to. She had tortured herself so hard. She

Why should she die happily?

Ye Qingqiao watched Yang Yuqiong's men simmering the fresh meat from the delicate woman in the big pot, picked it up, and slowly walked towards him.

She looked at Ye Qingmei as if asking for help, "Xiao Qi, I don't want to eat!"

Ye Qingmei said nothing.

The bowl of meat slices exuding the delicious smell of human flesh was placed in front of Ye Qingqing, "Miss, please!"

Ye Qingqiao started to gag when she smelled the smell, but she hadn't eaten anything since she left in the morning. Apart from vomiting some sour water, there was nothing else.

Ye Qingmei handed over a handkerchief, and Ye Qingqing took it. There was a faint scent of mint on the handkerchief, and her stomach gradually calmed down.

"Take it away...quickly..." Ye Qingqing shook his head.

Ye Qingmei took the bowl in front of Ye Qingqiao, picked up the spoon and prepared to eat.

Ye Qingqiao knocked down the bowl and looked at Ye Qingmei in shock, "Xiao Qi, that's human flesh!" "I know." Ye Qingmei nodded. Of course she knew it was human flesh. When she went on a mission before,

, although she has never eaten human flesh, she has eaten poisonous scorpions and the like. The most important thing is, in the face of the hope of survival, what does this little bit of human flesh mean?

"Then you still eat it?" Ye Qingqing didn't understand, it was human flesh, how could she just eat it?

And from the beginning to the end, her expression was so calm, so calm, as if she was not killing people, but killing pigs. But even if she was killing pigs, seeing a lively pig being treated like this would make her feel cruel, let alone

Said to be a living woman.

Ye Qingqing was silent and looked at Ye Qingqiao. In this world, there are always many people who think that they are the savior. In fact, she is not. She is not a savior. The real savior does not exist at all.

Yang Yuqiong was very satisfied that Ye Qingmei and Ye Qingqiao had a dispute.

"Miss Ye, actually, I have no grudges against you." Yang Yuqiong smiled. She and Ye Qingqiao had no grudges at all. "As long as you can hurt Ye Qingmei for me, I will let you go..."

Yang Yuqiong signaled her men to take a scimitar and handed it to Ye Qingqing, "Actually, it's very simple. If you don't want to slash Ye Qingqing's eyebrow, then you have to eat up all the meat in this pot. Anyway, I will do it when the time comes."

Let you out."

Ye Qingqiao wanted to leave this ghost place for a long time, but it was just a slap on Ye Qingqiao's eyebrow.

Her hand holding the scimitar kept shaking, "Xiao Qi, I'm sorry."

Ye Qingmei looked straight into Ye Qingmei's calm eyes, and the blade was about to come into close contact with Ye Qingmei's pretty little face.

The scimitar fell to the ground with a thud.

Ye Qingqing's face was ashen, she couldn't do it, she couldn't eat meat, and it was impossible to kill Xiao Qi.

"It seems that Ye Qingqiao is the seventh sister who would rather eat meat than hurt her." Yang Yuqiong sat there, she enjoyed this feeling too much, Ye Qingmei, this time I planned carefully, I will be in the hall with you

Here, even if there is suspicion, it is impossible for others to suspect me, "Here comes someone, please wait for the big girl to eat."

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