Ye Yuxi said coldly: "I won't hold you accountable for Huo Ling's matter."
"Master, help me beat him..." Huo Ling stood on Ye Yuxi's shoulder and chirped.
"Great, girl, you are so kind, Buddha bless you!"
As soon as the fat man heard that Ye Yuxi was not pursuing further, the pain in his stomach that he had been holding immediately stopped. He turned over and jumped up, raising his hand: "Girl, I'll leave 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 the cave fell into a brief silence.
Two seconds later, the fat man opened his mouth: "No!" His body suddenly ran towards the entrance of the cave. The crime was committed. If he didn't run away, he would be a fool!
The fat man said suddenly, which startled Qing'er.
Qing'er was still stunned on the spot, Ye Yuxi's body followed the fat man and ejaculated.
Plop!
The fat man's body, which weighed nearly 200 kilograms, was kicked to the ground by Ye Yuxi.
"Girl, if you have something to say, say it carefully. Say it carefully." The fat man lay on the ground, his eyes rolling around.
Ye Yuxi whirled the short knife in her palm, pointed at the fat man and said, "Where are those things?"
"It's really not me!" The fat man looked aggrieved and almost burst into tears.
"Master, master, it's him. I just came home and saw him coming out of our house and stealing my spiritual grass. I chased him all the way." Huo Ling stood proudly on Ye Yuxi's shoulder , finally able to help the owner.
Ye Yuxi smiled at the corner of her mouth, and the murderous intent on her body gradually disappeared, and she winked at Qing'er beside her: "Tie this guy up."
"Okay, miss, hey, little fat guy." Qing'er kindly tied the fat guy on the ground to a big tree outside the cave entrance.
The fat man had been pointed at by the short knife in Ye Yuxi's hand, and he did not dare to make the slightest move. Let Qing'er tie herself into a rice dumpling.
Ye Yuxi's tone was cold: "I'll give you another chance to tell you where those things are, so you can suffer less."
When the fat man saw this, he simply put away the wretchedness on his face and hummed: "Kill me, Fatty, if you can. I don't have the things here. You can kill or cut me up as you please."
Ye Yuxi found a flat stone and sat down: "Qing'er, he left it to you. He has our medicinal materials."
Qing'er glanced at the fat man who was tied to the tree, and his stomach kept boiling with bad water: "Miss, can I use any method?"
"It's up to you, I just want results." Ye Yuxi said calmly, the short knife kept spinning in her palm.
"Okay, little fat man, sister will make you want to die." After saying that, Qing'er squatted down in front of the fat man and reached out to untie the fat man's clothes.
The fat man watched Qing'er's movements, and suddenly he had a very ominous premonition in his heart.
Qing'er plucked some grass and took off the fat man's shoes.
The grass in his hand kept playing with the fat man's soles.
"Haha, haha, ha... hahahaha, no, no, haha, stop, stop quickly." The fat man could hold it in at first, but after a minute he couldn't hold it anymore.
Qing'er had a great time playing there, and glanced at the fat man who was laughing so hard that he was about to die: "Humph, you dare to steal my lady's things, I'm so impatient with you, my aunt is going to tickle you to death today, look. Say it or not."
"No, I can't, stop now, I, I can't breathe." Fatty felt like crying without tears. It had been half an hour, a full half hour. Isn't this little girl tired from squatting on the ground