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

Chapter 358 The Son of the Beast World is Loved by the Group 50

: For reintegration.

And the other party's next words also confirmed his guess.

"Taking advantage of the anomaly that morning, I locked the location of another fragment." The totem on Qi's body glowed with golden light, showing his extraordinaryness.

Su Muyou tilted his head and looked at him, "Are you so tired because you want to get him here?"

Qi Yi nodded, "Yes."

Even for gods, it is not easy to break through the turbulence of time and space, establish a transmission channel, and bring people from another world to this world.

The laws over there do not accept his existence.

Moreover, due to the exhaustion of his divine power and the incompleteness of his soul, his current strength is far inferior to that of the past.

Fatigue is inevitable.

Su Muyou's voice suddenly became quieter, and he looked very worried. "Where is he now?"

His relationship with the other fragment of the Beast God was not very pleasant.

One is the lucky chosen darling, the other is a part of oneself that has been torn off. It is obvious at a glance which one is more important.

The kitten was a little worried that his status and ability would be affected.

"The time is not right yet, not yet."

Qi patted his head to comfort him, "Don't worry, that fragment will like you."

Just like him and Altaïr.

Su Muyou took the initiative to rub his palm. Feeling relieved, he finally remembered to act nicely, "Then you should have a good rest and recover soon."

"Ah."

Qi's eyes softened, but his words were full of possessiveness. "Although he and Altaïr are both fragments of my soul, you can just treat them as ordinary orcs. Don't worry too much and don't get too close to them."

Su Muyou: "...Got it."

Set up a cordon to protect yourself.

It's really a thrilling Shura scene.

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Preparations for dealing with the sandstorm are in full swing, and the atmosphere is tense everywhere.

The orcs coming and going were no longer in the mood to joke, and even the young cubs were quieter and more well-behaved than usual, not causing any trouble for the people in the tribe.

As the Son of God, Su Muyou was not idle either and made a schedule for himself.

Sleep in in the morning, take a nap after lunch, and then go for a stroll to Vina's place when you wake up.

Cats are naturally more sleepy than humans, and they occasionally have to spend energy to coax the Beast God, so this arrangement is very reasonable.

As for the only two remaining members of the guard, it would be more accurate to say that they are doing odd jobs for the wizard rather than protecting him.

As soon as I arrived in the afternoon, I started helping to organize the medicinal materials.

Avril adapted well. While completing the guard mission, she was also able to contribute to the tribe. Why not?

Moreover, when Vina has time, she will tell her some experience in taking care of babies, so the atmosphere can be said to be quite good.

This matter had nothing to do with the kitten, but he listened with great interest.

He had learned about Vina's past from other lion beastmen, and seeing that she did not avoid talking about this aspect, he knew that she had come out of the haze.

In terms of the side quests left by Yuxi, we have already completed more than half of the progress.

Next, he just needs to take action when the other party begs him for help, and add a breakup trick to win the case, and he will have it easy.

Putting the mission aside, Su Muyu also didn't want to see the other party indulge in the pain of the past and be unhappy.

Seeing that Vina had let it go, he felt happy from the bottom of his heart.

But when Dick was on duty, he wasn't in such a good mood.

He had always wanted to be alone with the Son of God and longed for another chance.

Who knows, he's either guarding the door or staying with the witch doctor.

Either they couldn't see each other at all, or they were interfered by other orcs.

Being alone? Not happening.

Su Muyu turned his head back to him, pretending that he didn't notice his resentful look.

Are you kidding? The Beast God is even jealous of his own soul fragments.

If he has any ambiguous orcish relationship with other orcs, is it because he no longer wants Yao or the ability he was given?

Besides, kittens are very picky eaters.

Wandering orcs have their own bottom line and pride. Those who have been eliminated long ago will never be able to pick themselves up again.

During this period, another small but noisy incident happened.

Maybe because of his bad words, the orc who had been fanning the flames behind the scenes was also injured when he went out.

When he was sent to the witch doctor, his face was covered in blood.

The claw marks spanned the entire face. The functions of the facial features were not affected, but the appearance was completely ruined.

While wailing, he turned his head and saw the kitten in the house.

He immediately forgot what he had done before and knelt down in front of him, "Sir Saint, please help me!"

Lions are creatures that have loud voices, and their roars are terrifyingly penetrating.

Even in human form, the characteristics of this part are retained.

If it wasn't damaging to his image, Su Muyou would have raised his hands to cover his ears.

Sometimes, having too sensitive hearing is not a good thing.

The vengeful kitten came online, and he said coldly, "I can't help you, you should ask Vina."

"How could you not help? Dick's eyes and Luren's arm were clearly healed..." The orc had a ferocious expression, his wound was pulled, and blood dripped down his chin to the ground.

It looks extremely tragic.

Yu Xi in the script is not soft-hearted, and neither is Su Muyu.

He spread his hands and said, "How can I help? I'm just a wild cat who eats and drinks for free in the tribe because of my status. What strength can I have?"

This sentence was used by the other party to describe him, and now it is returned to him intact.

The scene froze instantly.

The disfigured orc held his breath, this sounded familiar.

When he saw Avril Lavigne standing there, he instantly recalled: Isn't this what he said in a sarcastic tone when they were arguing in their animal forms?

Avril was more shocked than he was.

At that time, they were afraid that these things would affect the image of the Lion Tribe in the Holy Son's mind, so they handled them privately and agreed to keep it secret from the Holy Son.

Who let this slip?

Vina shook her head, put on the dignity of a witch doctor, and came out to control the situation, "Okay, this injury doesn't necessarily require the Holy Son to take action. Apply some herbs and it will heal quickly."

The voice paused, then added, "It's just a little ugly."

She was also aware of the previous conflicts. Although she didn't know who brought the matter to Xiaomao's attention, it was understandable that the person who did something wrong should pay the price for his words and deeds.

Avril tried to hold back her laughter, but the seemingly steady witch doctor didn't let him go.

Su Muyu secretly observed Vina's expression, but did not find any disappointment in himself on her face.

The stone in my heart fell down.

He raised his chin slightly, put his hands behind his back, and wagged his tail from side to side.

After saying that he was "incompetent", he was very proud, "Avril, let's go out and don't disturb Vina's treatment."

"Okay." Avril responded with lowered eyebrows and followed him to retreat from the witch doctor's office.

"Lord Holy Son, I was wrong. I shouldn't have said things about you behind your back..." The orc who was 'just a little ugly' was heartbroken.

However, the person he was praying to ignored him.

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Time flies quickly when we are busy.

In the blink of an eye, five or six days passed.

Altaïr, who used to go home and stay there in a sullen mood after being rejected, has reached a limit of his patience.

Although he and the Son of God lived next to each other, they had not been together for a long time, so his kitten value was far from enough.

Even the unique scent lingering from the other person on his own bed was concealed and worn away by the ruthless passage of time.

The fact that he moved to the outskirts of the tribe when he was young is enough to show that Altaïr is not as silent and honest as he seems.

The blood flowing in his bones is that of heresy.

He made a solemn decision.

At midnight, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

After a tiring day, Altaïr did not fall asleep, but curled up in a dark corner, listening quietly.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sound of deliberately light footsteps came from not far away.

His ears pricked up high, and then he heard a very quiet conversation.

He knew that it was time for the guard to change shifts.

"Zhiqua——"

The window, which was not on the same plane as the door and was in a visual blind spot, was opened.

In the blink of an eye, a black shadow flashed by and slid into the kitten's house.

Doorway.

Dick paused, his ears twitched, and he looked back sharply into the darkness, "Was there any sound just now?"

Avril sniffed subconsciously.

The smell of soil, grass, and the Son and Altaïr who lived next door, everything was so familiar.

I didn't feel the presence of a stranger.

"Maybe it's the wind that makes the noise?" she guessed.

Dick didn't notice anything. He glanced at the closed door and his vigilance dropped a little. "It should be."

The room was quiet, the Holy Son was probably asleep.

Under this premise, they should not rashly disturb each other's rest.

It’s a pity that they are orcs, not humans.

Otherwise, you must know a familiar old saying:

It is difficult to guard against domestic thieves.

Altaïr was different.

Although he seems to be taciturn, he actually has a lot of plans in his mind.

It was because I caught the blind spot in smell that I was able to take such a risk.

It was a cloudless night, and the silver light of the moon shone into the house through the gaps in the windows.

Having successfully passed the first difficult step, he gently closed the window again.

The next step is to climb onto the bed and find the kitten.

My eyes have adapted to the darkness, so my movements are not hindered.

Altaïr couldn't help but feel a little agitated.

However, when he turned around, he met a pair of dark green eyes: "......"

Su Muyou saw all his sneaky actions.

He was asleep.

However, in addition to the guards guarding outside the house, there were also other people inside the house helping him keep an eye on things.

The moment the white lion approaches, the message will be delivered in time.

When the Beast God learned of all this, he sent him back with a sneer.

Su Muyu, who was sleeping in reality, naturally woke up.

Just in time to arrest an orc on the spot.

The small ball of light half appeared from behind the kitten, and the light was so dim that it was difficult to see in the moonlight.

It's like trying hard to hide its existence.

Since it was created by the Beast God, it is naturally biased towards the Beast God.

However, there is also a familiar aura about the white lion, which sometimes makes it a little confused.

This was also the reason why I accidentally brought the other person into the dream before.

Altaïr's eyes were wandering, not daring to look the kitten in the eye.

I was confident one second ago, but the next I was completely panicked and at a loss.

He struggled to stay calm, "It's so late, haven't you rested yet?"

He was afraid that the person guarding the door would notice his presence, so his voice was as low as a breath.

Su Muyu's mouth curled up into a sneer, and he crossed his arms across his chest, "This question..." You should ask yourself.

Compared to the white lion, his volume did not decrease at all.

The consequence is that you are interrupted before you can finish your words or say just two words.

Altaïr rushed to the bedside at lightning speed and covered the kitten's mouth with his hand.

Then, he subconsciously glanced at the door.

After the change of guard, it was Dick who was guarding the door.

Orcs have strong physiques. Theoretically, Avril, who is in the early stages of pregnancy, can stay up late, climb trees or go swimming without any impact on the baby in her belly.

But Su Muyu couldn't calmly let a pregnant woman do hard work!

It just so happened that there was a conflict between him and Dick, and making the other party stay up all night long could be considered a form of revenge, which was in line with his character.

So, the job of keeping watch all night until dawn naturally fell on the other party.

Altaïr certainly wasn't afraid of Dick.

However, combined with the successive rejections, the kitten's attitude was clearly inclined towards driving him away.

If the orcs outside the house didn't come in, he could still shamelessly act like a spoiled brazen kid and stay.

If you come in, some of your 'moves' won't work.

Su Muyou, who was physically muted, narrowed his eyes.

After a few days of no discipline, Altaïr became more and more daring.

Today, the other party dared to climb through the window and cover his mouth.

I don’t know what I can do tomorrow!

Su Muyou felt that he couldn't just sit there and wait for death, so he opened his mouth tentatively.

Altaïr only wanted to interrupt him, not to suffocate him, so he did not use much force.

The kitten, who was able to carry out the action smoothly, bit the flesh of his palm with a strong warning.

The texture is neither soft nor tough, even a bit hard.

Altaïr looked at him with his eyes lowered, his face showing no sign of pain.

Having struggled to survive since childhood, calluses are the most common thing on my hands.

The kitten's attack, which he had left with all his strength, failed to break through the defense at all.

He closed the distance between them and whispered, "Let go, Dirty, you can bite me somewhere else."

The kitten's mouth is not only beautiful, but also soft.

Before coming, Altaïr had actually washed himself completely.

But such a beautiful existence should not be placed on the palm of his hand.

This would strike him as blasphemy.

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Muyou frowned.

Such a bland performance is simply a contempt for one's own strength!

And who's going to bite him anywhere else?

The other person's fever period has just passed, so it's hard not to think too much.

There was no mercy anymore and he bit even harder.