"I don't want it, how can human flesh be used to make soup, think about the dead skin and stinky feet on that body, and I'm sick to death, hey, you can eat it. Qiu Ying said with a disgusted expression.

The tall yellow-robed monk was stunned for a moment, and almost dropped Ling Yun in his hand.

A few yellow-robed monks listened to Qiu Ying say this, obviously remembering what they had eaten in their stomachs last night, and they couldn't help but feel sick to their stomachs and almost vomited.

"Yes, this stinky beggar is dirty, I don't know if there are abscesses and rotten skin, throw it in that pot and boil, I won't eat it. "The fat monk is humane.

"Then I'll fall to death this stinky beggar, damn it, it's ruined our brother's appetite!" the tall yellow-robed monk said viciously, lifting Ling Yun vigorously in his hand, intending to slam him to the ground, and his hand was so strong that he could smash Ling Yun into a ball of flesh when he landed.

"Auntie, you should hurry up, or they will fall to death that guy. Qiu Ying kindly begged.

The corners of Xin Ci's mouth were lightly raised, and he never stood still, and his expression did not change at all.

Ling Yun only felt that he was picked up by a heavy force, as if throwing an inanimate stone, and threw it to the ground hard, this tall yellow-robed monk had a strange figure, sitting on a horse, and the height of Ling Yun was already four or five zhang high, and now he threw it hard, this additional thousand catties of power made Ling Yun almost all his bones broken, not to mention touching the hard road, he had to turn into a puddle of meat sauce.

"I know it's wrong, save my life first, and use you as a cow and a horse!" Ling Yun struggled to ask Xin Ci for help.

No one knows who this little beggar is asking for help, but who cares about the life of a stinky beggar, even the son who generously wants to come forward for the two women of Xin Ci also turned his face sideways, and he felt that it was not worth it for a beggar to fight with the yellow-robed monk.

The angle of Xin Ci's mouth rose even more proudly, this guy is still a wicked man after all, but he still can't let him die, otherwise the reward for this trip will be in vain, so it seems that the value of this beggar is much more valuable than these two mortals, and even more valuable than the green bottle full of aura on his waist.

In Xin Ci's eyes, Ling Yun's life or death doesn't matter, it's just that the selling price is different, making her like a fish seller, she must work hard to keep the fish fresh, otherwise, a dead fish will not even cost enough.

Seeing that Ling Yun was about to be thrown to the ground, Xin Ci did not rush to make a move, because she knew how to keep the fish alive without letting the fish be too active, lest he live too comfortably, but instead had extra energy to act as a demon and anger herself.

In this way, Ling Yun was slammed to the ground, hitting the ground at a speed similar to the meteorite landing, and a huge human-shaped crater appeared on the ground, and countless yellow dust was stirred up by the weight of his impact, and shook into a circle of dust that swayed layer by layer.

Ling Yun only felt that at least a hundred bones had been broken, and the other bones had long been unconscious, his whole body was in pain, and he was still secretly hating in his heart, this woman was really ruthless, she didn't make a move when she saw me being thrown to death, the most poisonous woman's heart!

But Xin Ci didn't owe Ling Yun, so why did she have to come to the rescue? Ling Yun naturally understood this truth, and could only secretly hate her for taking away all her spiritual energy, causing her to be powerless and becoming a waste, otherwise this group of yellow-robed monks was just something that could be dealt with a little thumb in her eyes.

Ling Yun struggled on the ground in pain, enduring the unpleasant feeling of choking on the turbulent loess in his mouth and nose, almost suffocating, coupled with the intense pain in his body, thinking that he was still alive when he died, but the taste of being alive was better than dying without pain.

"This guy, hehe, is still writhing, but he is not dead, is my hand strength regressing?" the tall yellow-robed monk wondered.

"Brother, you have to be a little more temperate lately, are you too satisfied with yourself and have used up all your strength?" the fat monk teased, and all the yellow-robed monks burst into laughter.

"Hmph, it must be that this little beggar has secretly learned a little bit of body protection kung fu, see if I step on a horse, is he dead or not?" The tall yellow-robed monk jumped on his horse, wanting to step over Ling Yun.

Although Ling Yun struggled painfully on the ground of the rammed earth, he still heard the words of the tall yellow-robed monk, opened his eyes and looked at the horse's hooves, and scolded in his heart, this iron horse's hooves are stepping on, and I will be trampled out of a few holes in my body if I don't die, this evil monk is really hateful!

He crawled to the side of the road and rolled into the grass beside the road, which had a gap of more than a zhang with the official road, and he fell hard, but fortunately there was grass underneath, and it didn't hurt much, and this drop could also ensure that the yellow-robed monk could not easily jump off the horse.

The tall yellow-robed monk wanted to leap down the horse, but in front of everyone he had already said that he was going to trample the beggar to death, so he insisted on doing it, otherwise it would be too embarrassing, but the difference of more than one zhang, the horse did not dare to go down, and in desperation, he had to jump off the horse, draw out the waist knife, and jump off the side of the road by himself, with a fierce face to go over and hack the little beggar to death.

He and Ling Yun did not have any grudges, but just now he saw Ling Yun sneakily hiding in the grass beside the road, so he stretched out his big hand to grab Ling Yun, and then looked at the tattered clothes, and concluded that it was not the person sent by Jianghumen to ambush, but just a stupid little beggar, so he gave birth to the idea of eating human flesh, this group of crazy monks in the northwest, born in a barren land, see birds eat birds, see beasts eat beasts, and where there are no birds and beasts, of course, it is to eat people.

"Little thing, the uncle wants to kill you, but he didn't die, and he dodged it three times and twice, and he didn't let you die today, spread it out, how can Lao Tzu still mix in the rivers and lakes! I thought that Lao Tzu was a soft-footed chicken, and he couldn't pinch a little beggar to death!" The tall yellow-robed monk said viciously.

Ling Yun was seriously injured by the fall, and he was really unable to get up and run away, but he died in a daze at the hands of an evil monk, and he was unwilling, so he had to roll and struggle at the same time, and evade and dodge in the distance, but the tall yellow-robed monk approached step by step, and every wrinkle on his face was clearly visible.

"Auntie, if you don't save it, I'll save it. Qiu Ying said urgently, she has not met many people in her life, especially when she had a brain problem since she was a child, and she has been staying in the stage of childhood, so that her mother is like taking care of a unique gem, hidden deep in the courtyard, but this does not close her character, met Ling Yun, just like a child meets a rare playmate, where can she watch Ling Yun be taken away by others.

"Don't go, just sit and watch the show. Xin Ci held her down, told her to sit on her horse and not move, and ordered.

Auntie's order Qiu Ying has always obeyed her words, this is not only her mother's original instructions, but also because of her blood relatives, so that she has a natural trust and dependence, auntie will never harm herself, her words are always right to obey herself, so although she is still worried about Ling Yun's fate, she still did not break free from her aunt's hand and sat on the horse obediently.