69novels Chapter 370 The Son of the Beast World is Loved by the Group 62
Chapter 370 The Son of the Beast World is Loved by the Group 62
The two old orcs looked at each other, somewhat hesitant about whether to tell him.
After all, "family disgrace should not be made public", and Altaïr is, after all, an orc from their Lion Clan.
Xi Yan is a human after all, and his hearing is not as sensitive as that of the orcs.
As he walked over, he only vaguely heard the name of Altaïr and the title of the Son of God.
As the saying goes, knowing yourself and your enemy will ensure victory in a hundred battles. He really wanted to know what they were talking about.
Thinking of this, his eyebrows were tinged with a bit of disappointment, and he forced a smile, "I don't mean anything else, it's just that there are some things that you can't try randomly. I'm worried that it will cause the wound to worsen and get infected. You haven't fully recovered yet, so you have to be careful."
Just like a tenacious little white flower, even if it is beaten by wind and rain, it still remains steadfast in its original intention and upholds the doctor's earnest advice.
The elderly male orc who was being cared for suddenly felt a little sorry. Guilt eroded his heart and he blurted out the truth.
The female orc who failed to stop him: "......"
They were the ones who let Altaïr down.
Xi Yan looked puzzled after hearing this, "Ah, that's such a pity."
God knows how much effort he put into controlling his emotions.
It turned out to be a silver-plated spear head.
want to laugh.
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Su Muyou clearly felt that the human doctor was in a good mood these days.
The smile on his face no longer seemed like a set program, but rather had a certain infectiousness.
He thought for a moment.
Was this a good thing that happened, or was this a bad thing that was planned?
"Is there something on my face?" Xi Yan suddenly raised his eyes and met Xiaomao's gaze, which he didn't have time to look away.
He touched his face so that the person who was peeking would not be embarrassed.
Su Muyou put down the fork he had been using quite skillfully and said nonsense, "Yeah, but you wiped it off."
"I see. Thank you, Lord Saint, for the reminder." Xi Yan did not expose the truth, nor did he check whether there was any dirt on his hands. He just wanted to cooperate to the end.
It's just that his smiling look makes people think of a cunning fox or a smiling tiger.
Today's lunch is boiled shredded pork with a little bit of green powder.
It looks simple, but it is very addictive.
Su Muyou had no idea what this was, but he noticed something after entering.
Probably catnip or something.
He finished the full bowl and pushed the empty bowl to the fox-like creature, "Put it away."
The kitten has also changed. He used to be nervous when ordering the orcs around, but now he is getting more and more comfortable with it.
At the same time, his eyes fell on the empty bowl, "What is that green thing? I want to taste it."
Xi Yan’s eyes flickered slightly.
Although catnip is good, if used frequently, it will increase the cat's resistance and tolerance and will eventually lose its effectiveness.
He didn't want to say goodbye to this 'weapon' he had finally discovered, so he naturally had to control his intake.
Two or three times a week is enough.
Xi Yan, who had a plan in mind, looked embarrassed, "This is a spice I found, but the quantity is not much..."
Su Muyou was a little unhappy. This was obviously not the result he wanted.
Crossing his arms, he glanced at the human doctor and said, "Next time you go to collect herbs, spend more time looking for this spice."
"Okay." Xi Yan responded with lowered eyebrows.
Afterwards, he didn't bother with the dishes on the table, but took out a clean cloth bag and said, "I also made some snacks."
The evenly cut long strips of beef jerky are wrapped with a thin layer of sun-dried fish meat.
If there is something that makes the kitten unhappy, it is natural to make corresponding appeasement.
The dried beef strips have a certain hardness, the fish meat adds a fresh flavor, and both can be chewed by cats.
This is an edible teething stick that he made himself.
The two were not far apart, and Su Muyou sniffed lightly.
It's the smell of familiar food.
During this period of time, his taste buds have been conquered by the human doctor's superb cooking skills, and he is willing to give it a try.
Xi Yan had been observing Su Muyu's expression. Seeing that there was no resistance on his face, he took out a beef chew stick and handed it to him.
The kitten was well taken care of by Altaïr, with almost everything provided for him.
Looking at the food handed to him, he did not take it, but opened his mouth and bit it reflexively.
Xi Yan tightened his grip on the dried meat, and his smiling eyes suddenly dimmed.
He was standing and the kitten was sitting.
From this angle, you can just see the tip of the tongue sticking out when the other person opens his mouth, but it is instantly covered by the presence of food.
Just like the delicious shellfish,
Su Muyou bit the dried meat and gently pulled it towards himself, but the other party didn't let go!
The kitten felt that his dignity was challenged, so he raised his eyes and glared at the other party fiercely.
What do you mean, do you know what you are doing? How dare you!
To be honest, the evil nature that Xi Yan had always hidden behind his mask suddenly erupted.
Fortunately, reason prevailed.
Kittens are very vengeful. Parents who take their kittens to be neutered may even ask the doctor to cooperate with them in staging a cat-stealing robbery.
Xi Yan, who used to be a pet doctor, knows this very well.
He looked at the angry Su Muyou, and with a sincere expression, he selectively explained some of his true thoughts, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect the Holy Son to eat directly from my hand, I didn't react."
As he spoke, he loosened his grip.
Su Muyou successfully gained free control of the dried meat, and wanted to forgive his lack of discretion for the sake of the food.
Unexpectedly, the taste of the Gengjiu required him to use a lot of effort to bite it. After chewing it twice and biting off a small piece of meat, he stopped.
Without putting himself in a difficult position, he curled his lips and said disdainfully, "It's not delicious."
"This snack is mainly for killing time and cannot be used as a staple food." Having said that, Xi Yan, who had never failed in his cooking skills, now felt a little uncertain.
After all, everyone has different preferences.
Even the best-selling freeze-dried canned food in the new century cannot guarantee that it will conquer every cat's tongue.
Su Muyou smacked his lips and savored the taste carefully.
After I stopped focusing on chewing hard, the aroma and umami taste of the teething stick itself began to permeate my body.
Apart from being a bit hard, the taste is actually pretty good.
But the little cat who was disgusted would not hit himself in the face in the blink of an eye, so he raised his head slightly and ordered: "Put it down, I will give it to Altaïr."
Xi Yan: “?”
The smile on her face almost disappeared.
If I heard correctly, what the other party said was that he wanted to give the jerky that he had spent a long time customizing to his love rival?
What a heartless bad cat.
He stretched out his hand towards the other's face.
Su Muyu did not miss his movement, her eyelashes trembled, and then she narrowed her eyes.
He resisted the subconscious urge to turn his head and stayed where he was without moving.
He wanted to see what this human dared to do to him!
Xi Yan certainly wouldn't hit him, nor did he pinch the kitten's face to vent his anger.
The tip of his thumb rubbed the corner of the other person's lips and wiped it gently.
When he retracted his movement, he brushed across the soft lips as if inadvertently.
Xi Yan chatted and laughed calmly, showing his fingertips, which were covered with a little catnip.
She explained softly, "Something is stuck to it."
It makes him uncomfortable, so it’s not too much to charge him some interest, right?
The kitten was no longer nervous and pouted, not taking it seriously.
He knew the other party wouldn't dare.
Xi Yan closed the mouth of the cloth bag and placed it on the table. "Then I will leave the snacks here. If the Holy Son suddenly changes his mind and wants to eat them, you can ask me for more."
He pronounced the title "Holy Son" more strongly, revealing a bit of displeasure.
He actually doesn't care who ends up eating the food.
But nominally, he only accepted to take care of the preparations for the kitten.
Su Muyou snorted from his nose.
It does not indicate whether he understood the hint or not.
After the human doctor left, the kitten took out another piece of beef jerky from the bag and started eating it happily.
He also discovered that eating in animal form was more enjoyable than eating in human form.
The energy accumulated from resting and not doing anything important every day found a suitable outlet.
Of course, in order to prevent Xi Yan and Altaïr from talking about this matter on a whim one day and exposing the truth, he did not forget to leave some behind.
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Tribal fringe.
The river channel affected by the sandstorm returned to its original depth, and the quicksand at the bottom was washed by the stream and rolled to an unknown distance.
Nature's destructive power is amazing, but its ability to recover itself is also very strong.
Apart from the fact that the path was different from previous ones, it was hard to tell that this place had been destroyed.
At the same time, the fishing rods that Xi Yan was asked to make by the lion orcs of the guard team were also produced one after another.
When they have nothing to do, the orcs, thinking of pleasing the Son of God, would go to the river in groups of two or three to fish.
Perhaps it was because they were in a different world, or perhaps it was because the aura of the lion orcs standing together on the shore was too strong, so they did not have the so-called "novice buff".
Collective air force for several days in a row.
The kitten felt much better after hearing the news. It seemed that he was already quite capable.
In order to take advantage of the particularity of his love rival, Xi Yan also took a lot of time to teach him step by step.
Finally, after the lions kept a certain distance from each other and learned to use the bait properly, they finally broke the deadlock of having the energy but not being able to use it.
"If I really can't get used to fishing, I can try making a harpoon." The human doctor even came up with a tool that is more suitable for the lion poet.
Of course, the members of the escort team had no reason to refuse and happily agreed.
Xi Yan looked at the catch he had brought ashore and the lion beastmen who had almost no aversion to him, and the smile in his eyes deepened.
Spend more time together, devote your energy to teaching, and even come up with a Plan B for their benefit.
After a series of combined punches, while targeting the love rival, the 'guardrail' around the kitten also tended to tilt.
I believe that soon, he won’t have to wait until mealtime to see the kitten.
As the targeted person, Altaïr was of course able to keenly notice that something was wrong.
It should be said that since the day when a long wooden pole appeared in the house, there were signs that something was wrong.
He counted the time in his mind.
It has been five or six days and the kitten hasn’t told him that it wants to eat fish.
In addition to the beef and mutton he hunted, there was also fish on the table.
Food doesn't fall from the sky out of thin air.
It's easy to tell with your toes that someone has replaced his job of catching fish.
Instead of asking the kitten, Altaïr returned to the tribe early and waited by the river.
His hard work paid off, and he caught the guard members who were holding wooden poles.
The guards felt guilty for a moment, but then they became righteous again.
Who said that White Lion was the only one who could please the Holy Son? They just wanted to get involved!
Altaïr narrowed his eyes. Although the poles in their hands were somewhat different from those in the Son's house, there were still some similarities.
And these things only appeared after the wandering orc appeared.
With some doubts in his heart, he asked directly: "Did Xi Yan do it?"
"Haha, Altaïr, why did you come back early?" Someone laughed and didn't want to give a direct answer, betraying the witch doctor Xi Yan who had made the handy tools for them.
Altaïr remained unmoved, even his rhetorical question turned into a statement, and he said with certainty, "It is Xi Yan."
Seeing that they could no longer hide the truth, the members of the guard team stopped pretending and spoke the truth.
"It has nothing to do with Xi Yan the witch doctor. We asked for it ourselves."
"Altaïr, no orc can guarantee that he will never get hurt. If we can be truly regarded as one of the Son of God, it is equivalent to having one or more lives."
"Besides, the status of the Holy Son is so noble, and you are not qualified yet. It is not impossible for us to become the Holy Son's bondholders in the future."
If you don’t make your presence felt now, it may be too late later!
It's not just Dick, there are many orcs who have that idea in mind.
Altaïr was still very good at grasping the key points. His frown looked like it could kill a fly. "What can't I do?"
Members of the escort team: "."
The rumor became increasingly outrageous as it spread, and finally it was exposed to the real person.
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night.
Su Muyou felt that something was wrong with Altaïr.
Her eyes were filled with resentment and grievance, almost turning into a dark substance that bound him tightly.
You can't ignore it.
He stretched and asked slowly, "What's wrong?"
After sleeping in his human form for the entire night, Altaïr, who refused to transform back into his beast form without being strongly ordered, sighed heavily.
His hands passed over Su Muyu's waist from behind and hung in front of his lower abdomen, and his chin rested on his shoulder.
It looks like a large white-haired furry pendant.
"Someone in the tribe is talking nonsense." Altaïr shared the explosive news he had just heard in the afternoon with Xiaomao in a muffled voice.
There is nothing he can't do, he can do it very well!
The Son of God, also known as the Messenger of the Beast God, carries with it a sacred and inviolable majesty.
Of course, no orc would gossip about such an inappropriate topic in front of him.
Altaïr only found out about this this afternoon, and Su Muyou only found out about it now.
He nearly choked on his own saliva. "Why did they say that?"