Chapter 662

Listening to Yan and Qi's verbal fight, Ye Qingxin didn't have the heart to pay attention to it, and chose the location of the operation, she quietly waited for Ah Xi's herbal water and salt water.

It's just that this Yan is simply a dead duck with a hard mouth!

If it hadn't been for Kai Mo's permission to save Yan, this guy would have died of heart failure a long time ago.

Qi stopped talking, and looked at Ye Qingxin with a stern and cold look at Ye Qingxin to clean Yan's wounds.

And he knew that Yan had saved Ye Qingxin's life, and in order to protect her, Yan Cai was bitten by wolves and beasts and was covered in injuries.

Yan is just talking nonsense, so Qi doesn't care about him.

If he was a different descendant, Qi would never let him enter the gate of the Apocalypse Tribe, and directly cut off his head.

Ye Qingxin took out a scalpel specially made with An Xunding from the animal skin bag, and roasted the knife on the fire.

Ah Xi brought a very high concentration of salt water, and Ye Qingxin soaked the scalpel and upper hand in the salt water and scrubbed it repeatedly.

After that, she waited for her hands to dry.

"Qi, Lu, you help me hold his hands and feet to prevent him from moving." Ye Qingxin said softly, and immediately, he put the scalpel against the wound on Yan's left abdomen.

She had to cut out the rotten and necrotic areas to prevent the ulceration from infecting Yan's abdominal cavity with more bacteria.

"Wow"

With a knife, a stream of bright red blood gushed out with pus.

"Uh-huh......" A sharp pain hit, his eyes widened, and he snorted muffled in his throat.

His two hands clenched his qi tightly, and a few green tendons erupted on the back of his hand.

The males of the Apocalypse tribe have long been far away, after all, many people have seen this bloody scene, the goddess cuts people's stomachs alive, like beasts.

The people of the Fengyan tribe had not yet seen it, and out of nervousness and curiosity about the leader, they scattered around to watch.

The first knife went down, and a male made a "wow" sound, holding on to the trunk and spitting up.

Piercing the hard thorns on the trunk into Yan's flesh already made people feel chills all over their bodies, and the back of their necks jumped cold.

Cutting through the rotten meat with a knife instantly broke the mental defense of everyone in the Fengyan tribe.

Even if he didn't vomit, his face became extremely ugly, and he didn't know how long he could last.

Ye Qingxin didn't squint, and after cutting off a piece of rotten flesh, he went directly to the second one, and said coldly, "Adu? What about Adu? ”

"Goddess, I'm here." Ah Du hurriedly responded.

"Drive away the people of the Fengyan tribe and don't let them see." Ye Qingxin frowned.

Just look at it, the psychological quality is still so poor, it's really annoying!

"Yes!" Atu immediately drove people away.

The second knife cut off another piece of rotten flesh, and more blood gushed out, and under the knife edge, Yan's slightly wriggling intestines could already be clearly seen.

Yan's eyes were blood-red, his eyes were about to crack, and his teeth were in severe pain, and he couldn't help but make a "get it" fighting sound.

Ye Qingxin threw the rotten piece of meat on the leaves on the side and said in a deep voice, "Yan, if it hurts too much, just shout out, it's okay." ”

"No, Ben, Ben Chief...... Belch...... It doesn't hurt! Yan roared with a hideous face, "Ah......hhh

After four cuts, the rotten flesh was cut through, leaving only a circle of bright red wounds that kept leaching blood.

Qi's cold eyes showed a look of appreciation.