The male protagonist is bad again, and the dedicated host is going crazy

In fact, the truth is:

Su Muyu just didn't want to force the drug tester to death, otherwise he would have no one to use.

It’s not that she has a really good heart, nor does she have any special feelings for Han Wenxuan.

With the current development, even in the original plot, the protagonist does not have an important position in the original owner's heart.

However, this trick does work.

At least Han Wenxuan, who was angry but dared not speak before, now dares to refute.

But, the strength is not that good.

We have achieved good results in every battle.

But men are just weird sometimes.

Every time he was humiliated and speechless, after a while, as if the pain had healed, he came up again with eager eyes.

At the same time, Han Wenxuan's mood was obviously better than before, and he became more cheerful.

Su Muyou speculated that the protagonist was a unique existence to the original owner.

On the contrary, from the perspective of the protagonist, isn’t the original owner also unique?

Being able to tolerate the pain inflicted on you by the other party in the later period might be the reason why you were moved...

"It's all cleaned up!"

Just as Su Muyou was thinking about this, a slightly cheerful voice came from outside the house.

At this moment, Han Wenxuan no longer felt the feeling of a prisoner.

He sat down in the adjacent seat as if he was visiting a good friend's house.

His eyebrows relaxed, and he said carefreely, "Can I take a break for a while?"

Su Muyou carefully looked at his happy expression.

As for whether or not to respond to the other party's affection, or even take the initiative to provoke and guide it, it all depends on his true identity behind the title of "protagonist".

Is it my own lover?

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The reason why the Five Immortals Sect is called the Five Immortals Sect is because the refining of poisonous insects and various poisons is inseparable from five kinds of creatures.

Snakes, scorpions, centipedes, toads, and various caterpillars that will later transform into butterflies.

In order to remember their importance, a festival is held for them every September.

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Su Muyu's small courtyard is particularly lively today.

Early in the morning, the tribesmen came to his door with all kinds of items and surrounded him.

"High priest, I'm sorry to trouble you today." The elderly man was holding a comb made of rosewood, and every wrinkle on his face spoke of happiness.

Su Muyu had already changed into solemn sacrificial robes and sat in front of the dressing table, facing himself in the bronze mirror.

He nodded slowly.

The next second, he became a rag doll that could be manipulated by anyone.

Her long hair was patiently groomed, and a silver crown of intricate craftsmanship and considerable weight was placed on top of her head.

The old man took the red paint made of something unknown beside him and steadily drew a totem on his forehead.

Finally, draw an upward arc next to the end of the eye.

While becoming sharper, the charm has also increased year-on-year.

The old man was very satisfied; this was the style of their Five Immortals Sect.

There are people coming and going around, and the house is cleaned every day, so at this time it is spotlessly clean.

The outer bamboo forest is decorated with many red ribbons with beautiful meanings.

Han Wenxuan, who was woken up, was so happy that he thought Su Muyu was getting married.

Somehow, I felt inexplicably nervous.

He reached out to stop a woman who looked relatively kind, and humbly asked, "Excuse me, is today a good day?"

"Of course it's a good day!" The woman answered without thinking, and then glanced at him up and down, with a bit of dissatisfaction in her eyes, "You are wearing this?"

Han Wenxuan looked down at himself in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Having lived in the small bamboo courtyard for a long time, he certainly had more than one set of clothes.

However, each set is quite simple.

I don't feel bad even if my work gets dirty.

The woman whispered something in a language that Han Wenxuan couldn't understand, but it didn't sound like it was a good thing.

Then, he ordered with a serious expression, "Then wait here, I'll get you a new set."

Just this attire really lowers the level of their festival!

Han Wenxuan scratched his head. The other party hadn’t explained to him what a good day was!

After a while, the woman who had left came back and gave him a new set of clothes.

On top, there is a set of silver jewelry.

"Go back and pack your things. As for whether you can attend, you have to ask the high priest for his opinion yourself."

The purpose of changing clothes is to fit in with the festive atmosphere, and as for other things, women have no right to decide.

After all, the person testing the drug is not hers.

Han Wenxuan looked at her from afar, then realized, "High Priest, who is that?"

His mumbling was heard by a passing child, who looked up speechlessly and said, "Brother Xiaohong."

Han Wenxuan lowered his head in response and found that the person who spoke was the acquaintance who had previously scolded him for being useless.

"You are really stupid. The high priest is the owner of this yard!" The child's words were still unpleasant.

However, Han Wenxuan was shocked by the news in the words and had no time to care about it.

Whether it was his harsh words or the name 'Xiao Hong'.

The man he thought was a loner with few friends and relatives was the high priest?

Even though he was not a native of the Five Immortals Sect, he knew that the status of someone with this title could not be too low.

A complicated look flashed across Han Wenxuan's eyes.

It turns out that as long as the other person wants, he or she will not lack someone to accompany him or her.

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As the strongest person in the tribe, the priest is naturally the best choice to preside over the ceremony.

At the beginning of the ceremony, he needed to perform a blessing dance for the tribe members in front of the stone statues of the Five Immortals.

Before leaving, Su Muyou thought of the protagonist next door.

He whispered to the tribesmen nearby, allowing them to move freely within the tribe today.

At the same time, he was also reminded not to touch anything.

Su Muyu was not worried that Han Wenxuan would sneak away while the party was going on.

Not to mention how many people are watching in secret, the heart-binding insect that he had planted in the other party's body with his own hands, and the man-eating forest outside, are not good people either.

If you dare to act, you must bear the corresponding consequences.

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The miasma is thicker in the early morning.

It was so thick that it could completely engulf a person's figure after just a few steps.

Ao Yi held a disc engraved with complex patterns in his hand and resolutely stepped into the man-eating forest following the instructions.

Delivering the letter hidden in his lapel was the last task he needed to complete.

From then on, all ties with the Han family were cleared.

What awaits him is freedom.

Ao Yi was not afraid of the miasma in the man-eating forest.

He has a special physique and ordinary poisons have no effect on him.

but......

He lowered his eyes and looked at the round plate in his hand, wondering if the young master of the Han family could handle it.