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

Ao Yi's eyes, which were originally closed, suddenly opened at this moment.

People who practice martial arts have sharp senses, and the other party's hand brushing against the rope is no different from directly touching his body.

Not to mention, the other party actually leaned over so close...

The red tail of the eye seemed like a magical weapon that could draw out the soul of a person.

He pursed his lips and turned his head away as if escaping.

Staring at the green eyes of the little snake on my shoulder, my turbulent heart finally calmed down a little.

The series of reactions only took a brief moment.

Su Muyou sneered, as if mocking him.

Under normal circumstances, staring into the eyes of a wild animal in the wild is an act of provocation.

Stupid outsider.

I really should give him a bite to let him know how powerful I am.

Thinking of this, he glanced at his little pet but did not give any orders.

Too bad, he has more important things to do.

Su Muyu continued his mission as a priest to preach to his people.

"You are so careless. If he has some strength left and attacks and hurts someone, how are you going to face the innocent people?"

Among those who take part in the festival there are young children and elderly people who need the help of crutches to move around.

If the captured prisoner has the intention to escape, then capturing someone as a shield is the clearest option.

At that time, the elders and the young will be the first to bear the brunt and become the unlucky ones.

The three patrol guards then realized how serious the consequences of their irresponsibility would be.

We are lucky now because the captured foreigner is obedient and does not resist.

But what if?

"High Priest, we really know we were wrong!" They were frightened.

"You go confess and apologize to your tribesmen."

Su Muyou crossed his arms over his chest and warned them not to keep the matter secret with the hope of getting away with it. "As for the punishment, the clan leader will decide."

No matter how high or low his prestige is in the hearts of the tribesmen, there is still someone above the high priest.

Not to mention, he has always been too lazy to take care of the affairs of the clan.

The patrol guards are under the full responsibility of the clan leader.

"understood."

On this joyous day, the three patrol guards were experiencing deep and painful reflection.

At the end, he did not forget to ask one more question, "High Priest, do you want this stranger?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Muyou clearly felt that the person in front of him tightened his jaw and leaked out his tension.

However, he waved his hand as if he didn't notice.

"I already have a tester."

This is a polite refusal.

The patrol guards looked at each other in bewilderment. "Then let's go ask the clan leader for instructions on how to arrange this."

Su Muyou nodded, took a step to the side and made way.

The patrol guards took the captured foreigners towards the prison cell.

The prison cell inside is reinforced with layers of fine iron, so even if the masters from the palace come, they can't escape without the key.

Moreover, they also listened to the words of the priest.

I'll give this guy some poison later, and then I'll feel at ease!

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The high priest has never been interested in excitement.

It was expected that they would leave after performing the blessing dance, and the tribesmen did not take it seriously.

It’s time to sing and dance.

But Han Wenxuan just couldn't muster up the energy. After saying hello to the child who taught him to dance, he returned to the yard.

Walking through the bamboo forest, I found that the person who was the center of everyone's attention had already gone home.

"Aren't you going to play with your tribesmen?" Han Wenxuan quickened his pace and went up to them. Without even realizing it, a bright smile appeared on his face.

Feeling low, what is that?

Su Muyou was holding several bottles and jars in his hands. Hearing this, he looked up at him and said, "What does it have to do with you?"

The assassins arrived early, so of course he came back to prepare for the next plot.

Han Wenxuan was not angry after being criticized. He touched his nose and said, "Is it not okay for me to ask out of curiosity?"

"Stop talking too much." Su Muyou walked towards the pharmacology room.

The moment he turned around, a hint of regret flashed across his eyes.

Apart from anything else, after spending some time together, he still considered the protagonist as a friend.

However, at this moment, the opportunity to push the other party to grow was brought to them at an accelerated pace.

The child's remaining carefree and happy time was cut by more than half.

Someone really is...

"Look at your temper. It will be hard to have friends if you don't change it!"

"unnecessary."

"Am I your friend then?"

"You are a slave."

"What? Weren't you a drug tester before?"

"Too noisy, derogatory."

“…You are tyrannizing!”

Of course, these words are only spoken in this isolated little village.

If you say anything like that outside, you might be executed in the autumn.

The noisy relationship between the two did not last long.

Not long after, another group of people came.

The old man who was leading the group was dressed in red and black clothes. He looked energetic and walked briskly.

He is a healthy and mental old man.

As soon as he stepped into the yard, he started calling out, "Ashi, I guess you're hiding again!"

In the entire Five Immortals Sect, the only one who dares to call the high priest like that is the clan leader.

The stranger who fell behind the team couldn't help but mutter, "Ashi."

The patrol guard beside him took a deep breath and pushed him without saying a word, "What are you mumbling about? Is that something you can shout?"

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According to 6k, there is still 1k5 left, and it is difficult to make up...