Quick Wear: The Crazy Host is the Paranoid's Treasure

Ji Bai looked at Ah Han who was lowering his head. He didn't know what was going on in his mind, but he knew that he couldn't let this guy learn anything more.

In this world, Chu Xuan is gifted, but that doesn’t mean he is capable.

After his legs recovered, he walked to the stone table, poured himself a glass of water and took two sips.

Ah Han raised his head, looked at the person with his back to him and asked expectantly: "Amu, can we kiss tomorrow?"

Ji Bai: “No.”

Ah Han stared slightly: "Why?"

Ji Bai's face remained calm and his heart remained steady as he commented, "Very bad."

Ah Han raised his hand and patted his head in annoyance, feeling lost and sad. It took him a long time to comfort himself: "It's okay, tomorrow and tomorrow, I will definitely kiss you better. Then we can kiss every day!"

Ji Bai: ........

But the two still didn't kiss the next day, because Ah Han and his tribesmen were surrounded by wild beasts while hunting the next day, and he fought with the wild beasts to save his tribesmen. In the end, a hungry wolf with green eyes that ran out of the jungle tore off a large piece of his thigh meat!

Because of his injury, he gradually became unable to defeat the beast in front of him.

The tribesmen who found the weapons and returned finally paid a heavy price to rescue A Han who was almost eaten by the wild beasts.

When he was carried back in the unconscious state by the lightly injured tribesmen, he was barely alive!

Yi Meng and Grandma knelt down beside him, crying breathlessly. Other people in the tribe were also crying for A Han and the seriously injured warriors.

In this world, fever and colds can be fatal, not to mention that these warriors are now seriously injured.

So in their eyes, these people are doomed to die, and even if they survive by chance, they will suffer from lifelong diseases.

Hunting has always been a dangerous thing. They had prepared for the sacrifice of warriors long ago, but when this day really happened, they could not suppress their inner grief and cried heart-wrenchingly.

They were a group of cheerful and lively people in the morning, saying they would bring back enough prey for the cold winter, but when they came back at noon, they were covered in wounds, especially Ah Han, whose breathing was almost weak and could hardly be felt.

This was the scene Ji Bai saw when he arrived at the entrance of the tribe. Everyone was crying sadly, and the warriors’ bodies and even faces were covered in blood.

He walked to the unconscious Ah Han. Even though he knew something through 818, the light in his eyes changed slightly when he saw Ah Han's dying appearance.

When Ah Shui saw him, he was worried that he was sad and hurt, so he wiped the tears from his cheeks and raised his hand to hug him in his arms.

Ji Bai raised his hand to block her hand, then slowly squatted beside A Han and raised his hand to hold his fingertips.

Yi Meng's eyes were red and swollen from crying, but she still comforted him with a trembling voice: "Don't be afraid, Amu. Even if...even if Ahan is no longer in this world, you are still my most beloved child. I...I will take good care of you on behalf of Ahan."

Ji Bai didn't reply to her nor did he look at her.

He frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on Ah Han's face.

818 flew beside him, looking at the dying Ah Han, his eyes couldn't help but turn red, with tears in his eyes: [Boss? Can't you cure him? ]

Ji Bai: [Exchange for a resurrection pill and a recovery pill in the mall. ]

818 opened his eyes slightly, suspecting that he had heard wrongly: [Boss, these two together require million points.]

Ji Bai: [Yes.]

After making sure that he had heard correctly, he immediately exchanged a resurrection pill in the system mall and placed it in his palm.

Ji Bai loosened his fingers, raised his hand and fed the medicine pill in his hand into his mouth.

The people around him were so lost in their own grief that they didn't notice what he was doing.

818 was a little anxious: [Boss, Ah Han is in a coma and can't swallow the pills at all! ]

Upon hearing this, Ji Bai lowered his eyes slightly, then slowly bent down and placed his lips on A Han's almost lifeless lips.

Everyone was stunned by his action for a moment, and after they came to their senses, their crying became softer, and they pursed their lips to suppress their cries in their hearts, for fear of disturbing the two people who were parting forever.

Yi Meng cried silently and almost died. The man who had been standing by her side held her in his arms, patted her shoulder to comfort her, but he was also shedding tears silently.

After all, he was a child he had raised for almost thirty years. Even a man with a heart of stone could not help but shed a few tears.

Ah Shui's tears as big as beans flowed down her face. She looked at the delicate and beautiful person with great heartache, then looked at Ah Han with sorrow, and finally she covered her mouth and cried silently.

After a long while, after making sure that the pill had been swallowed, Ji Bai slowly raised his head.

He reached out and held Ahan's fingers again. After a pause, he slowly withdrew his hand.

"Amu, you..."

Ah Shui, who was crying silently and almost dying, opened his mouth to comfort Ji Bai, but saw him stand up and turn to look at the seriously injured warriors.

She paused for a moment, and after remembering something, a light gradually flashed in her eyes.

Ji Bai looked at the people around him, raised his fingertips slightly, and a faint white light emanated from his body.

The white light slowly dispersed and fell on everyone bit by bit. The tribesmen, who were softer than ten pieces of animal wool sewn together, looked at the exquisite person in front of them who looked like a god in a daze.

He was wearing a carefully tailored fur coat with a circle of white fox fur on the collar, which was rarely seen in a century. His eyebrows revealed an innate noble temperament, and even a simple profile could make people hold their breath.

His eyes were very cold, like a person without any emotion at all. He looked like a god who had descended to earth, or like a wizard in the legend. People dared not look at him directly...

"My injury! My injury is healed!! My injury is gone!!!!"

Suddenly someone in the crowd exclaimed.

Everyone came to their senses and checked their wounds. In the end, they all came to only one conclusion...

All the wounds on their bodies, whether they were caused by beasts today or scars left after past wounds healed, had all disappeared!