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

A qualified death warrior needs to go through various special trainings during the growth process.

Among them is how to deal with it after being caught.

Should he bite the poison sac hidden in his mouth and commit suicide immediately, or should he remember his mission and grit his teeth under severe torture?

While trying hard to survive, keep all the news and secrets about the master.

To die, you just need the courage to risk your life.

But the training to persist under torture is undoubtedly several times more difficult.

After all, there is a saying called "life is worse than death".

Those who can survive are all extremely stubborn people.

And Ao Yi is one of such stubborn people.

For him, committing suicide is absolutely impossible now.

Not to mention that he would be free if he completed the task the old patriarch gave him before his death.

Even the methods used by the high priest in front of him were not cruel at all.

Give him a few mild whippings, let him starve for two days, and then release some poisonous snakes and insects to scare him?

He didn't mean to belittle them, but these methods were really just like playing house.

superficial.

Ao Yi looked up at the high priest standing in front of him.

His thin lips, still tightly closed, indirectly expressed his attitude.

Not a single word more.

Of course Su Muyou could understand what his attitude meant.

"Very good." He nodded in appreciation of the other's courage, but his eyes were cold. "You asked for this."

The bottles and jars I carried with me came in handy.

The high priest casually grabbed one from his pocket and held it in front of him. "Red bottle? You're unlucky."

He just mentioned this and didn't explain clearly what the difference was.

Ao Yi was not moved at all by his pretentiousness.

But the tied hands rubbed each other silently.

He has never been a man with a strong desire to explore.

But at this moment, I was really curious about what the other party would take out of the bottle.

Su Muyu used his thumb to push open the cork at the bottle.

Not long after, a centipede as thick as a chopstick crawled out.

The two short tentacles trembled slightly, as if they were trying to identify who was the enemy.

Ao Yi did not look down on it because of its miniature size.

The centipede's overall color is not the common black-brown, but a strange dark purple.

The hard shell seems to emit a crystal light in the bright candlelight.

The words "not to be trifled with" are engraved on the body.

If I'm not mistaken, this is probably one of the top ten poisonous creatures in the world: the skeleton centipede.

Once bitten, the poison will spread throughout the body through the blood in an instant.

The skin becomes red and swollen, and ulcers appear.

If there is no corresponding antidote within an hour, all the flesh and blood will fall off the bones.

This is also the origin of its name.

Ao Yi's heart sank, this village was not simple.

The Skeleton Centipede is rare, with only a handful of recorded sightings.

And I only saw its appearance clearly the first time.

In the following few times, everyone speculated on the real murderer based on the terrifying speed of the poison's onset and the horrific complications.

Such a strange and poisonous thing was surprisingly obedient in the other party's hands.

It is hard not to suspect that the real driving force behind the chaos is actually them...

Su Muyou lowered his eyes and looked at the skeleton centipede that originally wanted to rub against his hand, but due to the power of Wang Gu, it could only cling to the mouth of the bottle and trembled, and chuckled.

There was a tenderness in his eyes that had never appeared when he was talking to people. He whispered, "Xiao Zi, go."

The dark purple centipede moved at the sound and jumped down from the bottle.

It landed on the back of the intruder's hand so accurately and naturally.

Ao Yi clearly felt a chill on his skin, which was the opponent's shell.

Then, there was the slight itch caused by the walking of several pairs of thin feet.

Even at this time, he did not struggle.

He just looked at the skeleton centipede crawling on his hand calmly, as if it was picking and choosing the tenderest meat to eat.

Seeing this, the high priest folded his arms across his chest, waiting for what would happen next.

There are two possibilities for not being afraid of skeleton centipedes.

First, he was ignorant and had no idea how powerful his Xiao Zi was.

Second, he is fearless and confident because of the trump cards he holds.

There was a glimmer of excitement in his eyes.

If possible, he would like the second one.

That way, there's more fun, right?

Skeleton centipedes no longer crawl around.

Its two tentacles touched the junction of the palm and wrist, as if telling others that it had found the right position.

Next, under the gaze of two pairs of eyes, the little head obviously dropped down.

Ao Yi didn't feel any pain.

The opponent's poison also has a short-term paralyzing effect.

It was not until the skeleton centipede returned to the small bottle that the bitten area began to feel a little warm.

After a few breaths, it was replaced by sharp pain.

Ao Yi frowned slightly.

Su Muyu stared at his hand intently. The tooth marks left by the skeleton centipede were so small that they were almost invisible.

However, the rapidly swollen and reddened skin clearly told everyone around that this was the 'scene of the crime'.

Before long, the other person's entire hand was swollen.

It doesn't look like the situation is good.

Su Muyou half-knelt down and looked at the person sitting on the ground at eye level, "How is it?"

The dead soldier's physique is extremely special and he is not afraid of poisons in the world. This is why he dares to follow the plot so recklessly.

But now it seems that even if the other party is equally immune to all poisons, he is still a level lower than him.

If he was poisoned, the poison would not have time to take effect and would be decomposed piece by piece, or even converted into nutrients for the Wang Gu in his body.

But the assassins were poisoned and would obviously suffer a lot.

Ao Yi no longer paid attention to his injuries.

The high priest crouched down and moved much closer to him.

In the nearly closed room, the herbal scent on the other person seemed particularly fresh.

Su Muyu's question was like a grain of salt thrown into the sea, it didn't cause any ripples.

Now he really wanted to see if the other person's mouth was glued shut.

If the other party hadn't argued that he was lost, he would have been a complete mute.

"Don't speak? Then you just wait for the poison to take effect..."

Before he finished speaking, Yu Guangdu saw that the big bag in the other party's hand had become much smaller.

Su Muyou narrowed his eyes.

The next second, he grabbed the other person's arm and pulled him in front of him with brute force.

Take a closer look at the wound.

He knew that the other party had a special physique because he had a bird's-eye view after reading the script.

But in the eyes of the high priest, this was a novel discovery.

Ao Yi, who was originally leaning against the wall, tensed his muscles.

As they were pulled over, the distance between them became closer.

They are so close that they can count each other's eyelashes one by one.

The pleasant smell that had been affirmed now enveloped him.

Ao Yi suddenly stepped back, trying to free his hand from the other party's grip.

He is now unkempt and hasn't taken a shower for several days.

Su Muyou exerted force on his hands to prevent him from breaking free.

He frowned and glanced at her impatiently, "Don't move. You want to hide now? It's too late."

The high priest thought he was worried that his secret would be discovered.

Who would have thought that this intruder was still concerned about whether to take a shower or not!

Ao Yi was completely stunned by the scolding, but he actually obeyed and did not move.

It saved some effort and made Su Mu happy.

Study the wound intently.

The skin of the soldier bitten by the skeleton centipede not only did not ulcerate, but even the redness and swelling disappeared completely.

It was as if the hand that had just gained a circle of fatter was just an illusion caused by the light.

Under his gaze, the other person's hand had returned to its original state, except for a small bump at the bitten area, similar to a mosquito bite.

"Hold it." The high priest loosened his hand and reached into his pocket, threatening, "You don't want to become a one-armed man, do you?"

He weighed the bottles and jars and picked out an empty one.

Then he took off the dagger from his waist.

During this period, a certain warrior who really didn't want to become a one-armed man kept his hands raised.

Even when the dagger cut his skin, he didn't move at all.

Su Muyu used an empty bottle to catch the blood flowing from the opponent's injuries.

As expected, the color was so dark that it was almost ink-black.

This proves that Xiao Zi's poison has not lost its effect.

Ao Yi also thought of the skeleton centipede at this time.

It’s purple, so it’s called Xiaozi.

Why is the young master of the Han family called Xiaohong?

Su Muyou looked at him with a strange look, smiling, "If you don't know him, why do you care about these?"

When Ao Yi heard the question, he realized that he had asked the second half of the question without realizing it.

His pupils trembled.

This is the most unprofessional time in my career.

Su Muyu playfully patted the assassin's arm with the dagger in his hand, and wiped the blood off his clothes.

"There is no point in resisting. It won't do you any harm to explain everything clearly." He stood up and said this, holding the bottle and walked to the high platform where the torture instruments were placed.

Of course, there is no harm in this, it is a temporary new benefit.

Originally, in the eyes of the high priest, this person who forcibly broke into the territory was just a trouble.

Resolving the issue early would only bring benefits and no harm to the Five Immortals Sect.

He didn't take action directly and decisively. He did consider Han Wenxuan's thoughts, in case he found out and made a fuss.

The noise gave me a headache.

The purpose of intimidation interrogation is just to find a reasonable loophole.

When the time comes, you can take advantage of the topic and achieve your goal smoothly.

Su Muyu didn't take the clan leader's arrangement of a second drug tester to heart at all.

But now he has changed his mind.

This person is indeed more suitable to be a drug tester than Han Wenxuan.

Ao Yi stared at the back and became mute again.

I don’t know if I believe it or not.

Su Muyu ignored him for the time being as he was busy with his work.

Instruct the snake and insect to catch a mouse to test whether the power of the toxin has been weakened.

If it weakens or even disappears, then the other party is following the same path as him.

On the contrary...

Su Muyou had seen another physique that was not afraid of poison in the books collected by the clan: the All-Poison Body.

Fight poison with poison and win, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

If the intruder had a body of all poisons, then he would have gotten a great bargain.

Wang Gu in the mechanical ring seemed to have sensed what he was thinking and rolled around twice in a restless manner.

Su Muyou gently stroked the surface of the gem.

The Ten Thousand Poison Body, which had been madly hunted down by the people in the martial arts world, was nothing more than a living reserve food for their Five Immortals Sect.

There are people outside people, and there are mountains outside mountains.

And he is destined to be the opponent's nemesis.

The other person in the cell was completely unaware of the impending threat.

The required test subjects were brought over wrapped in a brightly colored little snake.

Su Muyou successfully pushed forward the progress.

Not long after, the captured mouse turned into a pool of blood and flesh amidst shrill screams.

Instead of weakening, the toxin became even more powerful.

"interesting."

This is the high priest’s evaluation.

He took off the canteen from his waist and threw it at the intruder, "Drink it."

Don't die of thirst.

Ao Yi looked up at him and naturally linked the change in the other party's attitude to the blood that had just been taken away.

In fact, he has always known that he has a special physique.

When I was young, the poison in my body wasn’t that strong.

Even though he was injured and bleeding, the people around him didn't notice anything.

Later, in order to better complete the tasks assigned by their superiors, they learned martial arts, assassination techniques, and poisoning under the organization's training.

When he himself evolved into a poisonogen, his colleagues only thought that he was an expert in the use of poison.

Including the Patriarch of the Han family, no one paid much attention to this useful chess piece.

Even though Ao Yi never deliberately concealed it, his physical condition became a secret that only he knew.

"Don't want to drink it?" Su Muyou glanced over the kettle and looked down at him leisurely, "Even if it's poisonous, you're not afraid, right?"

Ao Yi exhaled slowly.

And now, a second person knows.

With his hands tied together, he picked up the kettle that was thrown to him. There seemed to be a little warmth left on the surface.

Probably, it was the body temperature from hanging on the other person's waist for a long time.

As if he was very thirsty, Ao Yi's Adam's apple moved up and down.

He bit open the cork on the bottle and drank the liquid inside.

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Sunset West Mountain.

A familiar figure appeared in the courtyard.

Han Wenxuan, who was so bored that he was counting bamboo leaves, looked up and did not miss that Su Muyu came back from the path behind the yard.

He unconsciously clenched the corner of his clothes, then let go after realizing it.

"Are you busy today?" He didn't dare to ask directly, but only asked in a roundabout way.

However, in Su Muyou's eyes, his roundabout way was no different from asking directly, "Did you torture the intruder?"

He changed the subject and didn't answer, "Why, are you done with the yard work?"

Everyone has time to find out his whereabouts.

Han Wenxuan counted on his fingers and checked his task list. Finally, he answered decisively, "Done!"