Evil Emperor’s Poisonous Consort: Divine Doctor Young Miss

Ye Yuxi said coldly: "I won't pursue you about Huoling."

"Master, help me beat him..." Huo Ling stood on Ye Yuxi's shoulder, chirping.

"Great, girl, you are so kind, Buddha bless you!"

As soon as the fat man heard that Ye Yuxi didn't pursue the matter anymore, the pain in his stomach that he had been clutching all this time stopped immediately, he turned over and jumped up, and raised his hand: "Girl, then I'll go first!"

"stop!"

"I didn't move!"

The fat man stopped suddenly. He already knew that the speed he was most proud of was like a child in front of Ye Yuxi.

"You stole those things!" Ye Yuxi asked coldly.

The fat man stood there without speaking, and there was a brief silence in the cave.

Two seconds later, the fat man opened his mouth: "No!" His body suddenly ran towards the entrance of the cave. The criminal is here. If you don't run, you are a fool!

Fatty's sudden words startled Qing'er.

Qing'er was still frozen in place, Ye Yuxi's body shot out following the fat man.

Plop!

The fat man's nearly 200-jin body was kicked by Ye Yuxi and lay on the ground.

"Girl, if you have something to say, talk it out, talk it out." The fat man lay on the ground, his eyes rolling around.

The dagger in Ye Yuxi's palm twirled, and the blade pointed at Fatty and said, "Where are those things?"

"It's really not me!" Fatty looked aggrieved and almost burst into tears.

"Master, master, it's him. As soon as I got home, I saw him come out of our house and stole my spiritual grass. I chased him all the way." Huo Ling stood proudly on Ye Yuxi's shoulder , can finally help the master.

The corner of Ye Yuxi's mouth smiled, and the killing intent on her body gradually disappeared, and she winked at Qing'er beside her: "Tie this guy up."

"Okay, miss, hehe, little fat man." Qing'er kindly tied the fat man on the ground to a big tree outside the entrance of the cave.

The fat man was pointed at by the short knife in Ye Yuxi's hand all the time, and he didn't dare to make the slightest movement. Let Qing'er tie herself into rice dumplings.

Ye Yuxi's tone was cold: "I'll give you another chance to tell where those things are, so you can save yourself from suffering."

When the fat man saw this, he simply put away the wretchedness on his face, and hummed: "If you have the ability, you kill me, the fat man. The things are not with me. If you want to kill, you can cut them up casually."

Ye Yuxi found a flat stone and sat down: "Qing'er, he gave it to you, and our medicinal materials are in his hands."

Qing'er glanced at the fat man who was tied to the tree, and his stomach kept bubbling bad water: "Miss, can I use any method?"

"It's up to you, I just want the result." Ye Yuxi's tone was flat, and the dagger kept spinning in his palm.

"Okay, little fat man, my sister will make you want|beautiful|want|dead." Saying this, Qing'er squatted down in front of the fat man, and stretched out her hand to untie the fat man's clothes.

Fatty watched Qing'er's movements with his eyes, and suddenly had a very ominous premonition in his heart.

Qing'er pulled some grass and took off the fat man's shoes.

The grass in his hand kept playing with the soles of the fat man's feet.

"Haha, haha, ha...hahahaha, no, no, haha, stop, stop quickly." The fat man could hold back at first, but he couldn't help it after a minute.

Qing'er had a great time playing there, and glanced at the fat man who was about to die of laughter: "Hmph, you dare to steal my lady's things, I'm so impatient with you, today my aunt will tickle you to death, look Say it or not."

"No, it can't be done, stop quickly, I, I can't breathe." The fat man wanted to cry but had no tears in his heart. It has been half an hour, a full half hour, isn't this little girl tired of squatting on the ground?