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

And taller than him.

Su Muyou brought a bit of genuine surprise.

Ao Yi tilted his head along with his force, relieving some of the force.

It was obvious that the person in front of him didn't believe in himself.

He pursed his lips tightly, and did not come up with any other reasons, but remained silent.

It looks like a human-shaped saw-mouth gourd.

Su Muyou felt the power of the death warrior's character.

Indeed, he is very quiet.

Moreover, I wonder if the death warriors have received similar training.

The other party didn't seem to feel the slightest bit annoyed by the humiliation.

Su Muyou suppressed his complaints.

He suddenly sneered and looked at the captured assassin with a hint of sarcasm, "Even if you don't tell me, I know it."

Ao Yi looked at him again, waiting for his next words.

Su Muyou put his hands behind his back and walked slowly in front of him.

"The power of the Man-Eating Forest is so great that the villagers outside have spread the word about it, and it has become so famous that normal people would not go deep into it. In essence, there is no such thing as getting lost in the depths."

"Either he couldn't survive and wanted to die. Or he had other intentions."

"You are carrying a weapon, and it is stained with the blood of the insects and beasts on the road. Obviously, it does not fit the first possibility."

He methodically analyzed the premise, paused, and looked the intruder up and down.

"I don't have a medicine box, a hoe, a backpack or any other tools with me, and I'm not here to look for any medicinal herbs."

"If you're not looking for death or things, then you're looking for people."

Su Muyou looked straight into his eyes, "Look at your stupid look and I know you don't know how the Five Immortals teach people."

"Then, there is only one answer. You and Xiaohong...Han Wenxuan, are old acquaintances."

No wonder he is so sure.

After all, the drug testers who were brought into the village before the protagonist were affected have been here for almost three years.

The tribesman who fell in love with him had two children.

If they wanted to look for the other party’s family and friends, they would have taken action long ago. Why would they wait until now?

After three years, if the body had not been picked up and revived by the tribesmen, it would have rotted beyond belief.

Who else can this suspicion be directed at except the protagonist?

This is also the case in the original plot.

At first, the assassin and Han Wenxuan decided to hide their connection with each other.

Prepare to find an opportunity and leave without anyone noticing.

Although the Five Immortals Sect has been secluded from the world for a hundred years, the IQ of its members has not been affected.

And out of wariness of outsiders, they always assume the greatest malice towards intruders.

It would be strange if this could be covered.

Therefore, the assassins were unable to escape, and even the protagonist had to play the emotional card with the original owner in order to evacuate from this place.

Ao Yi, whose purpose was clearly deduced, said: "......"

Hidden, but no use.

To sum up, he had nothing else to say except to remain silent.

Su Muyou wanted to laugh when he saw that he was like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.

Oh yeah.

Someone who has always held the initiative in the male protagonist's script has now become a marginal passerby who will be detained in the Five Immortals Sect and lose his freedom in the future.

Realizing that he had a tendency to gloat over other people's misfortune, Su Muyou quickly turned his back.

It must be the character's personality that is portrayed.

With a light cough, he strolled to the platform where the iron chain was placed.

I took a good look at the tools placed on it.

Although the Five Immortals Sect was skilled in using Gu, as prison cells were used to detain criminals, they certainly had no shortage of torture instruments for interrogation.

Torture sticks, interrogation sticks, clamps, branding irons...

Finally, the high priest decided to take things step by step.

After all, if they were really targeting Han Wenxuan, it wouldn't be good to be too drastic.

He looked left and right and picked out a long, thin whip made of cowhide.

With a casual wave of his hand, a sharp sound of breaking through the air was made.

The whip hit the ground from top to bottom, with a sharp and deafening "crack".

Su Muyu practiced several times until he mastered the trick and could use it with ease.

This process is probably full of threats in the eyes of ordinary prisoners.

But Ao Yi didn't move at all, just stared in silence.

During this period, there was no sign of any attempt to escape.

Su Muyou narrowed his eyes, stepped forward and pressed the whip against the man's chin.

"Tell me, am I right?"

Considering that the assassin is relatively honest, I am willing to give him one last chance.

But the person being interrogated did not appreciate it.

I didn't want to run away, but I didn't want to admit it either.

Its mouth was like a clam just fished out of the river, tightly closed.

Sometimes, "cold violence" can arouse people's anger more than shouting and clamoring.

"Snapped!"

The whip was like a flexible snake, waving freely.

And this time, the landing place is no longer on the ground, but on someone's body.

The cloth on the chest was torn into a long and narrow hole by the force of qi.

The skin underneath instantly became red and swollen, and blood seeped out.

Ao Yi's breath was choked, he pursed his lips and said nothing, but his eyes were gloomy.

There was an extra layer of complexity in his gaze that fell on the high priest in front of him.

Su Mu looked at him from a distance with a half-smile on his face, not giving him a chance to react, and whipped him three more times.

The force used was greater than before.

The wounds were crisscrossed, and the fabric on the edges was stained a little red.

When the movement stopped, Ao Yi exhaled a breath.

This injury is nothing for someone who practices martial arts diligently.

However, he really wanted to tell the high priest of this reclusive tribe.

: In the outside world, such a whip is really not used to interrogate prisoners.

The lethality is too weak.

Whether it is a rough-style horse whip or an iron whip covered with barbs, both are better choices.

It is enough to make the prisoners feel terrified.

this......

Rather than being a painful punishment, it was more like a toy used by princes and nobles to flirt with their favorite servants.

However, Ao Yi didn't want to make things difficult for himself.

As the one who gets beaten, I will keep these words deep in my heart and will not speak them out loud to remind the other person.

Su Muyou emphasized, "This is just an appetizer."

After a little punishment, he has more powerful means and strength.

As he said this, he threw the whip back to its place and pushed the arrested intruder against the specially made wall.

He buckled the shackles on his body upwards and locked them.

The remaining length is just enough for a person to stand or sit against the wall.

"I'll give you a little more time to think it over. Do you want to confess or not?" Su Muyou didn't even bother to treat the wound. He just turned the key ring with his fingers and left happily.

The time set aside is two days.

During this period, he would not send any food to the death squad.

At that time, if the other party continues to remain silent like he is now, the intensity will really increase.

In his mind, images of poisonous insects with various abilities flashed by one by one.

"Squeak-"

The iron door, which had not been used for a long time, made a teeth-grinding sound and slowly closed.

The torches stuck on the wall were shivering in the wind, and it felt like they would go out soon.

Ao Yi looked intently in the direction that symbolizes life and freedom.

I watched that beautiful figure disappear from my sight.

Perhaps it was because the room was empty except for him, he felt a sense of loneliness for some reason.

However, not long after, some whispering sounds suddenly appeared in my ears.

Ao Yi looked around with alert eyes.

Suddenly, some unknown insects were discovered crawling out from the edge of the room.

"Hiss."

It's the sound of a snake.

The next moment, a brightly colored and familiar little snake entered the room from the ventilation duct beside the door and looked at him in surprise.

Ao Yi: "......"

well.

The high priest left a gift.

The prison nowadays is not only not deserted, but also very lively.

The fuel on the torch was burned out, the orange light flickered twice, and then went out completely.

When vision is affected, other senses naturally become more acute.

The presence of those non-human creatures in the prison increased dramatically.

......

The high priest who had arranged for the intruders returned and reunited with his tribesmen who were waiting for him by the small pond.

The former returned to the pharmacology laboratory, his eyes moving among the bottles and jars.

Planning to prepare something new for the people I will meet in two days.

After saying hello, the latter left the bamboo forest.

The ceremony outside was still going on, but the ceremony belonging to the high priest fell silent.

"Where did you take that man?" Han Wenxuan poked his head inquiringly.

Su Muyou straightened his cuffs and brushed off the dust that had gotten on them. "Why are you asking this?"

Han Wenxuan calmed down and said calmly, "To you, aren't that person and I both strangers? It's normal to be curious."

The other party's seemingly casual question actually contains a hidden test.

He understands.

Su Muyou raised his eyebrows and followed his prompt and answered: "Sympathy for one's own kind?"

"Yes." Han Wenxuan nodded repeatedly, sighed, and put on a worried look, "The other party's current situation may not be my future."

He is full of confidence even though he doesn't even know that his past has been exposed.

Well, if we behave like this, we will definitely not be discovered.

Su Muyou raised the corner of his mouth, "Of course he was locked up and interrogated. Oh, by the way, there are other animals kept in the place where he is locked up. Maybe he will take a bite or two when he is hungry?"

This is absolutely true.

"What!?" Han Wenxuan's voice suddenly rose. Realizing that he was too excited, he quickly added, "Then I will be too in the future?"

It was just a quick-thinking idea, but after putting himself in the situation, his limbs really became a little stiff.

Being eaten is more terrifying than being killed.

Just thinking about the torture and pain that one will have to endure during the process is horrifying.

Hearing this, Su Muyou looked him up and down, and said casually, "It depends on your performance."

There was no explanation given to the protagonist, but the nature of the dying people picked up by the Five Immortals Sect members from the outskirts was different from the intruders who insisted on breaking into their territory.

The treatment of the two cannot be compared.

At the same time, he was not impatient to tell the other party that he had figured out everything.

Rather than being honest, now is a better opportunity to criticize the other party.

If you become a drug tester, don't think about running out all day.

Let the cannibal forest continue its habit of only entering but not leaving, and maintain its dignity in the eyes of outsiders.

Han Wenxuan couldn't figure out for a moment whether he was joking with him or serious.

He suppressed his concern for the dead soldiers and decided to wait and see what would happen.

These days, Han Wenxuan really thought that the priest in front of him was a person who was hard-mouthed but soft-hearted.

But the other party's attitude towards whether he could leave had never changed.

Life here is indeed worry-free, but he still has family and friends outside the forest.

For him, he can come back to visit and stay for a while from time to time, but he can't live here forever.

Leaving is inevitable.

Therefore, the important thing now is to conceal the connection between him and the assassins.

Han Wenxuan suppressed his unnecessary emotions and said in a muffled voice, "Are you trying to scare me again?"

"Who knows?" Su Muyu's answer was light and ambiguous.

He sighed in his heart: The protagonist does have a golden finger.

Han Wenxuan, who has not yet grown up, can't hide his true feelings on his face.

If the character and plot had not already developed a certain affection for him at this point, with this obvious entanglement, he would have been hanging out with the dead man in the next second.

The high priest turned around and faced the wooden cross, choosing to ignore the immaturity.

Han Wenxuan stood there for a while.

Seeing that the other party ignored him, he tried, "Then can I go to the festival outside and continue playing?"

Su Muyou didn't even turn his head, "Go ahead."

If something could be materialized, the water he released at this moment would be enough to flood the house.

"Okay." Han Wenxuan immediately turned around and walked out.

Of course, he wasn't stupid enough to go and find out where the assassins were being held just yet.

That intention would be too obvious. If it were discovered, there would be no way to explain it.

When we say we are going to the festival, we really mean going out to share the joy of the festival with the members of the Five Immortals Sect.

However, while strolling along the alleys and streets, Han Wenxuan secretly wrote down the route map here.

......

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and just two days was surprisingly fast.

The day had come to review the intruder.

However, Su Muyou was not in a hurry.

What is more important than having a dead body is to feed your own baby first.

After eating and drinking its fill, the Three God Kings Gu rolled itself into a ball.

The body rises and falls rhythmically, and the breathing is more obvious than usual.

Su Muyou noticed that something was wrong with it, ignored his own weakness, placed it in his palm and observed it patiently.

After a while, a little wetness condensed on Wang Gu's body.

He immediately found the special warm jade prepared on the side and put it in.

The Three God Kings Gu can make its host immune to all poisons, which is related to this product.

Collect them, mix them with certain medicinal herbs, and take a medicinal bath.

Two hours passed.

The water droplets condensed in the specially made warm jade grooves have completely soaked Wang Gu's body.

It seemed as if it was drowning itself, and immediately struggled to climb out.

It tilted its little head and looked towards its owner little by little.

It's like asking for comfort.

Su Muyou stretched out his index finger as a bridge and let it climb onto his body.

Wang Gu understood his meaning very cleverly, but he did not sink into the skin and hide inside the body as usual.

Instead, he looked left and right, like a curious baby.

Seeing this, Su Muyou took out a ring he always carried with him from his pocket.

The ring is inlaid with a crystal clear gem.

This is not just a decoration, it contains a mystery.

Pressing the inconspicuous little bump, the gem immediately split into two halves.

It is hollow inside, which is an empty and solitary space for the insect.

Seeing this, the Three God King Gu rushed in with ease.

It was so fast that it left a trail of afterimage.

But in the blink of an eye, the little pink bug was lying safely in the gem.

Su Muyou shook his head helplessly, put the gem back in place and put it on his hand.

He collected the condensate left by Wang Gu, turned around and went to the next room.

Just on the way.

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"Squeak-"

The sound of the iron door opening was still harsh.

Su Muyu replaced the torch with a new one.

The burning flames illuminated the pitch-dark room.

The person locked in the corner also raised his head in response.

Compared to two days ago, his condition was obviously worse.

His face was a little pale, and dry dead skin had formed on his mouth due to not consuming food and water for a long time.

Extremely embarrassed.

Apart from that, there were no other small bite wounds on his body.

The poisonous insects released here are mainly for psychological intimidation, not for real eating.

Su Muyou suppressed the reluctance in his heart and remained calm.

He stood in front of the man and looked down at him, "How are you thinking about it?"

As he moved, the gourd hanging around his waist swayed and made a noticeable sound of water.

It is exactly what the other party needs most right now.

Ao Yi raised his head, his eyes moved very slowly, and his gaze fell on him.

It was like a decaying stone statue was breathed into life.

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After returning to work after a long vacation, the workload was overwhelming. I was so tired after get off work yesterday that I took a nap and woke up the next day QAQ

The promised six days a day will not be reduced and will be made up little by little, so don’t worry, babies!

But after this month, I guess I won’t have sex again, I’m exhausted.

Restart the debt repayment process ORZ