Several guards were still muttering, thinking about Lin Yan, who was detained in a corner of the cave at this moment.

Tang Seng's flesh, which made countless demons think of, is now in front of you, saying that you are not moved, it must be fake.

But they didn't dare to act rashly, they could only watch.

"You said that if our king had lived forever, would he forget us?"

"Who can tell you clearly? Our king is always cunning. I guess he won't share this kind of good thing with us. After all, we are just a little fairy, so how can we be qualified to be in the realm of the king."

“…I’m not willing to give up anyway.”

"What are you unwilling to accept?"

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! Tang Monk's flesh was placed in front of us, but we foolishly let him slip into someone else's stomach from us!"

"What do you want?"

"Hmph, what do I want?"

The monster who was "unconvinced" sneered, then took out a short knife with a cold light from his back with a trembling trembling.

"What I want is naturally a piece of the piece from this Tang Monk's meat."

"You, do you want to commit suicide by Tang Seng?!"

"It's not that I killed him. If this is the case, even if we eat Tang Seng's meat, we will be destined to die. I just want to cut a piece of meat from his living body and add some blood to taste it."

"You, serious?"

"Do you do it? If you don't, just hide aside. I will live forever."

"Hey... OK, the monster's life is just a few decades, and I haven't lived a happy life yet. Today I will fight with you!"

The two monsters muttered in front of Tang Monk for a long time, and finally agreed on countermeasures.

Two monsters sneaked up on Lin Yan, and then slowly took out the short knife in his hand.

"Haha, Tang Monk, Tang Monk, your physique is not a curse. Today, why don't we both relieve you."

A monster said with a raping smile.

Lin Yan seemed to realize something and slowly looked up at the two monsters.

For some reason, although there was no magic power fluctuation, the two monsters felt a hint of chill on their backs!

At that moment, the one who stared at them seemed not an unarmed monk, but a dormant dragon stained with countless blood!

"What, what's going on? This Tang Monk gave me something wrong..."

"Don't think too much, it must be an illusion. What kind of ability can he be, a monk who needs his disciple protection?"

The monster who longed for Tang Monk's flesh the most urged him to quickly pluck his courage and suppress one of Lin Yan's hands--

Although the sharp short sword hesitated, it still resolutely landed on Lin Yan's undefensive wrist!

With a little force, the sharp short knife had already scratched a shallow blood mark on his wrist!

The bright red color was soaked on the blade, and the unique smell of Tang Monk's blood made these two monsters excited.

"Hurry, hurry up, catch it with the cup! Don't fall a drop!"

The monster holding the short knife quickly scolded.

“Oh oh oh!”

The monster holding his hands hurriedly agreed and found a crude silver cup.

The bright red blood slid down Lin Yan's wrist, condensed together, and dripped down.

The unique fragrance of blood quickly made the monster "intoxicated". If it weren't for the fact that they still retained a little rationality, they might have really picked up Lin Yan and chewed him.

"Even the blood is so mellow and tempting. If it were real Tang Monk's flesh, wouldn't it be..."

The monster in charge smiled, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and said.

The other monster was also bewitched, and his feet were so excited that they were a little weak.

As the "victim", Lin Yan's tired nerves were transmitted to the pain of his wrist being cut, which made his brow tremble slightly.

Is it so clear that my nerves are already numb?

Lin Yan asked himself.

Haha, this is also good. If the pain is no longer clearer, it may not be able to relieve my sins.

Lin Yan laughed at himself, and then silently "appreciated" the traces on his wrist.

Soon, the blood was filled with a crude silver cup.

"It's almost done. Look at him looking anemia, and if he continues to tossing like this, what if he is really killed?"

"Haha, too, the blood is almost discharged, it should be..."

The two monsters looked at each other and smiled tactfully.

"Where are we going to cut the meat? The best place is more hidden, the meat is tender..."

A monster suggested that he swallowed his saliva subconsciously.

"Well... Otherwise, I'll cut Tang Monk's chest meat? This place is hidden in the clothes and is not easy to see directly; and it's closest to the heart, it must be a big tonic!"

The monster holding the knife said this, and the sharp tip of the knife was already drawing near Lin Yan's chest.

"Hehe, Tang Monk, Tang Monk, instead of waiting for death like this, it is better to help the two of us. Even if it hurts so much, you must hold it back."

The monster said, and the cold blade had already hit Lin Yan's chest.

"Puff."

There was a muffled sound, it was the sound of the tip of the knife stabbing into the flesh and blood.

Cold sweat broke out on Lin Yan's forehead, and his breathing became heavier.

But for some reason, he now screamed in pain and couldn't even make it.

"Why are you standing there? Why don't you block his mouth quickly? If you scream and startle other monsters, you and I will have to finish playing!"

The monster holding the knife lowered his voice and drank it.

"But, but, don't you think this Tang Monk is a little strange?"

Another monster pointed at Lin Yan in surprise and said, "You didn't notice that even if this guy was stabbed in the chest, it seemed that nothing was wrong?"

Indeed, Lin Yan is now like an unconscious monster. He lets the knife penetrate deeper and starts to slash flesh and blood. He is still like that, his eyes are dissipated and his spiritless, as if he has lost his soul.

"...It's good, it's good. When I cut off this piece of flesh and blood, let's take a closer look at the strangeness of this monk."

After the monster holding the knife said that, he grabbed the work in his hand.

Words can no longer describe the strange and bloody aspects of this scene.

A living person who clearly has consciousness can slaughter the monster without any emotion. Even if the blood dyes his chest red, it will be silent like death.

"It's good, it's good, let me understand this kind of pain that penetrates my bones more deeply... When Miaoshan left, his heart would definitely hurt more than I am now..."
Chapter completed!