I played the role of a cannon fodder scumbag, but I was the heartthrob

Ye Zhao found a deserted place and tried to fly with his sword.

At first, when I stepped on the slender sword, my body shook slightly and I felt uncomfortable.

After barely stabilizing myself, I looked down and realized that the mountains and rivers beneath my feet seemed so tiny.

This feeling was so novel and fun, and he had a lot of fun.

After gradually adapting, my body slowly found its balance. Following the system's prompts, I adjusted my direction and flew towards Winter Snow Peak...

As soon as he landed, he put away his sword and finished his work. Archie hurried to greet him and report to him.

Ye Zhao was very pleased when he heard Aqi say that he had made all the necessary arrangements for the male protagonist's food, clothing, housing and transportation.

"Well done, keep it up." He praised casually and returned to the main hall where he lived.

"Yes!" Archie grinned widely, becoming even more certain that what he did was right.

Unlike the freezing cold outside, the main hall was as warm as the early spring sun.

The charcoal fire in the copper stove was burning brightly, and the coldness on Ye Zhao's body disappeared immediately as he entered the house.

The lotus flowers in the house bloomed beautifully and were not affected at all.

As night falls, the night sky is dotted with stars.

In the study, Ye Zhao stood in front of the neatly arranged bookshelves, looking for some secret books suitable for the male protagonist's practice.

There was a commotion outside.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a rapid knock on the door.

Ye Zhao closed the book in his hand and turned to look at the door.

"Come in."

As soon as the words fell, the door was pushed open impatiently.

Archie rushed in, bowing hastily.

"Immortal Venerable, this is bad! All the carp in Wenyu Pond have been eaten."

Why eat?

Because there was a burnt-out fire and fish bones that had been spit out after being eaten at the crime scene.

Ye Zhao stepped forward quickly, "Nine in total, are they all gone?"

"It's more than that." Aqi nodded hurriedly, almost crying. "The lotus flowers that the Immortal Venerable planted in the hot spring water across the street were uprooted by someone. The person stole the lotus roots and threw away the lotus flowers and leaves. They are still floating on the water."

Ye Zhao's expression remained unchanged. Seeing his sorrowful expression, he had a bad feeling. "Anything else? Tell me all at once."

He can bear it.

"The ginseng was also stewed!"

"There's a fire at the place where Junior Brother Hua lives."

After Archie finished telling the whole story, he almost fainted.

A breath is stuck in my chest, unable to go up or down.

He planted, watered and carped the lotus, ginseng and carp.

Now they have become food in other people's mouths.

"Hua Jingmian? How is he?"

Ye Zhao couldn't sit still anymore, so he immediately walked to the door to take a look.

"My Lord Immortal, he is fine, but..." Archie knelt on the ground, stammering.

Ye Zhao was stopped, and the ominous premonition he felt grew stronger instead of weaker. "What?"

"Did we find out who did it?" Archie's face wrinkled.

Upon hearing that the protagonist was fine, Ye Zhao stopped.

But seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Ye Zhao narrowed his cold eyes slightly, "Just say it."

"We found the person, but we dare not say it. Immortal Venerable, you will know it once you see it."

Archie lowered his head as low as he could, feeling completely ashamed.

"Then bring the man up."

After some thought, Ye Zhao walked up the stairs and sat down on the chair behind Mo Yuse's long table.

As if he had been pardoned, Aqi opened the door, stuck his head out and shouted, "The Immortal Lord has ordered that the thief be brought in."

Not long after, two disciples in charge of guarding came in with a man.

The man's hair was messy and his face was stained with black stuff, which seemed to be caused by charcoal smoke.

The sleeves and hems of his clothes were burned by the fire and gave off a burnt smell.

It was always like this. When Ye Zhao came into contact with those fearless and stubborn eyes, he recognized who it was at once.

Isn’t this the male protagonist of the novel?

It’s only been a while since we last met, how come you’re in such a mess?

He wanted to laugh, but as the plot flashed through his mind, he couldn't laugh.