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

"Boom, boom, boom."

The drumbeat stopped, but it seemed like it didn't stop.

The noisy sound kept echoing in his ears, making Ao Yi feel a little uneasy.

Perhaps the miasma outside was really not that simple, and his mind became confused and lost.

There was thunderous applause as the members of the Five Immortals Sect affirmed the performance of the high priest with practical actions.

This also broke the cheerful atmosphere of the three people who were shaking their heads.

"Stop jumping, the high priest seems to have discovered us!"

"Oops!"

"It's over, it's over. Let's take the man to the prison."

The High Priest...

Ao Yi came back to his senses and focused on the business.

Is this the person who brought back a drug tester before?

Thinking of this, when he looked again, he found that the graceful figure was no longer among the crowd.

Before he could look around, the three patrol guards who had brought him here dragged him away.

Han Wenxuan looked up and also didn't see Su Muyu anymore.

He patted the child's shoulder and raised his voice amid the surrounding noise, "Where is the high priest?"

"The high priest?" The child turned his head and glanced at him. "The high priest can go wherever he wants. Why do you care so much?"

Even the patriarch couldn't do anything about it. A small drug tester actually tried to track the whereabouts of the high priest.

Out of line!

Han Wenxuan was blocked for a moment.

He found that after coming here, he was always surrounded by a feeling of powerlessness.

......

Su Muyu leaned against the banyan tree with his arms folded across his chest and a relaxed posture.

Found a quiet and peaceful place in these busy days.

However, although he seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, he was actually secretly and systematically analyzing the current situation.

"If I'm not mistaken, that person should be the assassin of the protagonist's family, right?"

"Yes."

Guaidongguai first put his camera away carefully, then looked up the description of this person in the original plot and repeated it carefully:

"The dead soldier is more than eight feet tall. Oh, and in this world, eight feet equals 184. The 'more' part means less than nine feet, so his height is between 185 and 206."

"Host, make your own assessment."

"He has a calm and taciturn aura."

"The most notable feature is that he was born with heterochromatic eyes, with his left eye being a light grey-blue."

"However, because there is a scar on his left eye that runs from the brow bone down to the cheekbone, cutting off the eyebrow, he is often considered half blind, and the difference in pupil color is also believed to be caused by a disease. Few people think that he has foreign blood."

Su Muyou then recalled the appearance of the person he had just seen.

There was a lot of dust on the opponent's face, probably from the fight.

The facial features are not clear, but the pair of heterochromatic eyes are exceptionally bright.

This is true.

Still wearing his priest robes, he raised a new question, "He shouldn't come to my house at this time, right? How much time in advance?"

The Han family was wiped out, and the forces behind them naturally wanted to wipe out the entire family.

In order to avoid observation by people in the dark, the assassins need to hide their whereabouts while searching for someone.

The people who were chasing Han Wenxuan half-chasing and half-pursuing him watched him walk into the man-eating forest.

Due to the danger of miasma and poisonous insects, they did not dare to risk their lives to explore the forest.

But it is still possible to station troops hidden in the periphery and observe carefully.

Anyone who goes against the norm and wants to enter the man-eating forest will be put under observation.

The difficulty of wiping out an entire family, the long journey, hiding one's whereabouts, and maneuvering outside the forest.

These were also the reasons why Han Wenxuan was captured by the Five Immortals Sect for so long before he saw the Han family again.

but now......

Su Mu was even more cautious.

The dates used within the Five Immortals Sect to record time are not the same as those used by the outside world.

Guaidongguai compared several pieces of information, converted them into each other, and finally came up with the answer, "Twenty-one days."

More than half a month.

Arriving so much in advance, one can imagine how fast the other party was along the way.

Either they would use their lightness skills to take a shortcut without stopping, or they would change horses countless times along the way.

Or both.

However, if you think about it carefully, hurrying up may prevent the people in the dark from reacting, which is a good idea.

Su Mu gave a particularly pertinent comment, "This assassin has good endurance."

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely become extremely thin and weak after traveling this fast.

But from the first glance, although the other party looked embarrassed as if he had been captured, he did not show any obvious signs of fatigue.

"As for the death warriors, they are probably used to it because they have been trained and not treated as human beings since they were young." Guaidongguai didn't care.

Not much attention was paid to people other than the protagonist.

Su Muyou seemed to be convinced by it and laughed it off, "That's right."

In the one-person-one-system ventilation room, four people were walking towards them on the path next to the banyan tree.

They were in a hurry, giving people an inexplicable feeling that there was a terrifying beast chasing them from behind.

Su Muyou slowly opened his eyes and took a step out from behind the banyan tree.

With a smile on his face and a friendly attitude, he asked, "Are you back?"

However, the three patrol guards who discovered him here froze in place.

Instead of feeling any kindness in his smile, I felt terrified.

The leader showed a smile that was uglier than crying, "High...High Priest."

Is this the legendary 'sitting by the tree and waiting for the rabbit'?

He guessed correctly.

Not to mention on a day when the whole clan is celebrating, even on weekdays, few clan members would be bored and hang around in the prison used to detain prisoners.

How could it not be quiet and deserted?

It is more suitable for closing your eyes and relaxing.

As a leader in the clan, Su Muyu's martial arts skills are much stronger than those of the patrol guards.

Get to your destination first, with ease.

Su Muyu approached them, and the bells on his ankles jingled with every step.

Different from the feeling it gave people when it was on the stone snake head, it now looked like a death warrant.

The three patrol guards acted decisively and fell to their knees.

"High Priest, we were wrong."

"Don't be angry!"

"sorry!"

He knelt and slid so decisively that Guaidongguai was dumbfounded.

Well, how should I put it.

These people's eyesight is almost catching up with the male protagonist in the previous world.

Look at the one howling, with a little sob.

Seeing these grown men behave like this, it was hard for Tong to blame them.

I can't bear it, let alone you.

Su Muyou curled up the corners of his mouth, but the smile did not reach his eyes, "Oh? Knowing the mistake but still committing it, isn't that an even greater crime?"

The three patrol guards froze and their expressions became even uglier.

The original fake howl was almost turning into real crying.

In the same place, only someone who was tied up tightly was not in the right situation.

Ao Yi lowered his head and looked submissive, acting like a prisoner.

But somehow, their drooping gaze drifted to the feet of the person facing them.

The lines are smooth, the bones are well-proportioned, and the nails are neatly trimmed.

Perhaps it is because this part of the body does not receive much sunlight all year round, so it is as white as jade.

The exquisite silver ornaments hanging on the instep are not comparable to it.

No shoes.

Ao Yi came to a conclusion in his heart that anyone with eyes could come to.

Very good at martial arts.

Another conclusion was reached that required more careful observation.

When a normal person walks barefoot on the ground, he or she has to worry about getting his or her skin scratched by the stones on the ground.

But the other party had no such concerns at all.

If you master the use of internal force, it can have such a protective effect.

Everyone had different expressions and the atmosphere was a bit tense.

In the end, it was the patrol guards who took the initiative to break the deadlock.

"Please punish us, High Priest." There was still fear in the eyes of the leader, but his attitude was firm.

He took the lead and the two people behind him nodded frequently.

Wrong is wrong.

They are just playful.

Su Muyou nodded, first affirming this courage to act and take responsibility.

Instead of directly stating the punishment, he slowly asked, "What went wrong?"

At the same time, the brightly colored decorations wrapped around his waist also began to move.

It left his body, spitting out its tongue, and swam forward in an S shape with a hissing sound.

However, the target was not the three patrol guards.

But it is an intruder who has remained quiet until now.

Ao Yi stood there without moving. He could tell at a glance that the snake was quite poisonous as it crawled up his legs and reached his shoulders.

The cool scales slid across the back of the neck and wrapped around it loosely, carrying a silent threat.

He paused and closed his eyes silently.

Just don't watch it.

But in the eyes of others, his appearance was just fear.

It's normal to think about it.

Except for the Five Immortals Sect members who have lived with these poisonous creatures since childhood, how could the other outsiders not be afraid when they were tied up like this and faced the poisonous snakes?

However, the high priest knew very well that this man was very courageous.

When they met under the banyan tree, his eyes were not on the stranger.

But use the process of elimination.

The gaze on his feet that seemed to carry a burning temperature could not possibly belong to the tribesman who was currently in the stage of admitting his mistake in fear.

Su Muyou chuckled softly and curled up his toes.

You're already a prisoner, and you still have the mood to look at other people's feet.

If it didn't have other uses, he would have thrown the other party into the pile of poisonous insects as food.

His gentle chuckles were interpreted by the tribesmen as an urging.

I immediately bit the bullet and started to reflect, "We shouldn't have sneaked off to watch the festival."

Su Muyou withdrew his attention from the dead man and was not satisfied with the answer. "What else?"

The three patrol guards looked at each other and said, "We shouldn't... shouldn't bring this outsider with us!"

"Yes, we should lock him up first."

The reflection hits the point, but it doesn’t tell the whole story.

Su Muyou was too lazy to waste time and moved forward again.

Stop in front of the intruder.

He extended his index finger and lightly swept it across the rope that bound the other person, "This kind of rope is like spider silk to those with high martial arts skills."

He leaned closer and sniffed it gently, "It hasn't been injected into the body yet."