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

Chapter 355 The Son of the Beast World is Loved by the Group 47

When the females in the escort team saw that they were named, they all looked over there in unison.

The injured orc gritted his teeth and held back.

He is still single and can't lose face!

The kitten tilted its head when it saw this. Was he still going to take action?

Vina removed the emergency bandage that the injured person had hastily tied on his wound. The special white fiber tissue of the tree leaves was stained with varying shades of red.

Some have just emerged, and some have dried on the way here.

Under the bandage, there was a sag of flesh the size of two fists, and the bones hidden under the muscle tissue could be vaguely seen.

Without any obstruction, the seeping blood instantly flowed to the ground.

All the orcs present instantly understood why he was screaming so miserably.

If it were them, they probably wouldn't be much better.

Su Muyou pursed his lips, as if a piece of flesh had been bitten off.

Even if you take herbs to heal your wounds, in the end you won't be able to recover as before.

It’s okay in human form, but in beast form, the opponent will probably become a lame lion in the future.

The kitten, who was once a stray orc, knew very well how much trouble and blow this disability would bring to the orcs.

The feeling of loss of strength after healing the orcs was not pleasant.

However, as long as he acts coquettishly, the Beast God will make it up to him.

The pain will only last for a short while...

Looking at Vina's shocked and worried expression, the conflicted kitten made a decision.

"Let me do it." He opened his mouth and accepted the task.

The orcs in the room all looked at him again, some were surprised, while others felt it was natural.

: The Son of God only refuses to treat minor illnesses, but how could he stand by and watch a wound that was obviously serious?

Seeing the gratitude in the eyes of Vina and the orcs of the maintenance team, Kitty felt deeply that he had made the right decision.

This is indeed a good opportunity to wash away previous prejudices and rebuild trust.

The most excited person was the injured person. The moment the Son of God opened his mouth, he felt that the pain in his wound was instantly reduced by more than half.

"Thank you, Lord Saint!" He did not dare to ask if it was true. He wanted to be safe and only said nice things.

The blood was still dripping from the wound, but the injured orc was full of energy and vigor.

I don't know whether I should be amazed that the orc has so much energy, or worried that this is his last burst of vitality.

Su Muyu stepped forward without saying a word. He just raised his hand and lightly covered the other's wound.

As soon as the thought moved, the energy lurking in the body suddenly began to move.

In full view of everyone, Su Muyou used the magical power bestowed upon him by the Beast God.

The wound where a piece of flesh was torn off stopped bleeding within a few breaths.

Then comes the process of growing flesh.

Compared to growing an eyeball out of nothing before, this time the energy consumption was much less, saving a lot of effort.

This also makes the kitten feel at ease.

Concentrate and become more focused.

This was the second time Vina had seen the healing power in action.

She looked at the growing buds and the gradually healing wounds, raised her hand and pinched the injured person's wrist, "Whether it's itchy or painful, just bear with it for now."

If you can't help but move around, it will add unnecessary trouble to the process.

The injured orc nodded vigorously and pinched his thigh flesh with his other hand.

For a better life in the future, he can endure anything!

It seemed like a long time had passed, but also like just a moment had passed.

Su Muyou put down his hand, not even a drop of sweat on his forehead, "Okay."

Vina let go of the hand that was helping to control the orc, took a look at the kitten's face, and was relieved to see that the kitten didn't look too tired.

As for the orc who was being treated, he was staring blankly at the new skin that had grown, which was several shades pinker than the surrounding skin color. He looked like he was in a dream and couldn't come back to his senses.

That’s it, okay?

The young orc who lived in the same room helped him.

A bold and curious member of the guard team walked up and poked his arm tentatively, "Does it hurt?"

"I don't feel anything." The injured person held up his hands.

The guard silently apologized and twisted the new skin, "Now what?"

He didn't hold back any strength, and the flesh that had grown back instantly received the first 'attack' since his rebirth.

The pain travels along the nerves to the brain.

"Hiss!" The injured man's eyes brightened instantly, and he cursed: "What are you doing, you little bastard!"

Don't break it again!

Su Muyu did not stop them from playing. When he saw a member of the guard team being patted on the back of the head, a smile appeared in his eyes.

As the saying goes, there are all kinds of birds when the forest is bigger.

The Lion Tribe is quite large, so it is not surprising that there are a few gossiping people.

But normal lion orcs, more.

He didn't hate getting along with these normal orcs, nor did he regret accepting Vina's invitation.

At the same time, Kitty also noticed that there was a little more admiration in the eyes of the guards when they looked at him.

His back straightened even more.

Just think about the past, he might not be able to defeat any of these orcs in a one-on-one fight.

But now, they all looked at him with this kind of eyes, and felt secretly happy.

It is a good idea to use your abilities occasionally to heal the lion.

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It was already afternoon when Su Muyu returned to his home.

A snow-white fur ball was wiggling in his arms, and upon closer inspection, he realized it was a white rabbit.

This was something the healed lion insisted on giving him, and he actually had some of his venison for lunch.

He said it was a thank you or something and insisted that he accept the "medical fee".

He even patted his chest and said that if I wanted to eat something in the future, I could tell him and he would get it.

Free from the pain of disability, he tries his best to demonstrate his own value.

The guards who were afraid that their jobs would be taken away quickly held him down and told him that it was not necessary.

Su Muyu did not refuse the rabbit he gave him.

Ever since he became an orc, he has had no excessive compassion.

Holding the cute rabbit in his arms, he was struggling in his heart whether to ask Guai Dongguai to make him spicy Sichuan cuisine or braised cuisine in the evening.

As he thought about it, he opened the door of his house.

The guards were tactful enough to stop at a distance and stand guard outside.

I heard from Dick that the Son of God would be very tired after using his abilities.

Having witnessed that kind of power, they felt it was only reasonable for them to have such side effects.

At the same time, I became more convinced of the rationality of the Lion Chief's arrangement.

The kitten is powerful yet fragile. As a combination of two completely opposite characteristics, he certainly needs to be well protected.

The balance in his heart tilted, and he became even more disgusted with those tribesmen who provoked the disputes.

It's not like you're still weaned, why are your thoughts still so childish and stupid?

Next time this happens, we should stuff the worn-out straw sandals of the old bachelor on the outskirts of the tribe directly into their mouths!

Su Muyu didn't know that the guards had already decided on a countermeasure. When he opened the door, he was attracted by a faint fragrance.

Looking around, I found that the house was dotted with thumb-sized unknown wild flowers.

There are pink and blue, which add a little ingenuity to the gray house.

The faint fragrance in the air comes from this.

The breath of life is heavier.

Altaïr, who had gone to prepare the materials for making clothes, was not in his room, but was sitting on his bed threading the needle.

The sun hasn't set yet and there is plenty of light.

The light shone in obliquely from the window and fell entirely on the white lion, giving his facial features a soft golden edge.

As he grew older, his face became more sharp and handsome, and he also looked a bit gentler than a gentleman.

Inexplicably, the words "male mother" popped into my mind.

When Altaïr heard the noise, he looked up and his gaze paused on the white rabbit, but he did not ask any more questions.

He shook the clothes he had just made and stood up, and compared them to the kitten's body, "Try it on and see if it fits you."

The feeling of marrying a younger wife is even stronger.

Su Muyou plucked the rabbit's fur calmly. To be honest, the male chauvinism was satisfied at this moment.

If the Beast God had not told him to keep a distance from the white lion when he left in the morning, he might have really gone up to it and given it a kiss as a reward.

Suppressing the slight regret in his heart, he picked up the white rabbit's ears and handed it to the other party.

Of course, instead of giving away the precious food, "Please hold it for me first."

Altaïr had no objection.

It's like a 'temporary storage locker' that works hard without complaint.

Su Muyu took the new clothes. There were no loose threads where the fabric was joined, and the stitches were very straight.

There is no crooked or rough feeling.

He put the clothes in front of him and compared them, "You can also make clothes?"

A more precise question is: How come you are so good at it?

Altaïr held the rabbit, whose fur was similar to his, and nodded. "I make all my own clothes. I've become very skilled at it after doing it many times."

I moved to the outskirts of the tribe alone. Without the care of my elders, I had to do many things by myself.

I didn’t know how to do it at first, but after failing many times, I finally learned it.

He looked over the kitten inch by inch, feeling satisfied.

My thoughts wandered, bringing back sweet and thirst-quenching memories.

Sure enough, the size measured by hand will not be wrong.

However, the more shameful his inner thoughts were, the more serious his expression was.

"From now on, I can make all your clothes." Altaïr offered.

He didn't mind Vina's words, he just felt very satisfied when he saw the kitten wearing the clothes he made himself.

He subconsciously pursued it.

Given Su Muyu's understanding of his lover, he certainly knew what he was up to.

Without giving a direct answer, he asked, "What about the one you broke?"

If it's made and sent to him, he won't refuse it on purpose.

Not to mention other races, most members of the Lion Tribe are brave and warlike.

Rather than staying at home making clothes, I prefer to go out and fight and hunt.

Witch doctor Vina has even more things to do, and doesn't have much time to think about everything.

As for the kitten itself, its life as a wanderer is very hard, and it does not have many opportunities to concentrate on making clothes, so its craftsmanship naturally needs to be improved.

If you can get it for free, why not take it?

Altaïr pointed to the bedside. "It's fixed."

The top priority, of course, will not be forgotten.

Su Muyu went forward to check it out. There was no strange patch. The torn hole was just sewn together again.

I turned it over and touched the inner layer, and there was no irritation at all.

"can."

He didn't find fault with her, but just warned her secretly, "From now on, none of my clothes will be damaged, otherwise..."

The threat is terrifying enough because people can imagine what he is saying without finishing his words.

However, Altaïr, who was good at grasping the key points, had his eyes flashing, and he accurately grasped the two words "later".

This means that there will be such opportunities in the future, right?

Although the kitten didn't say it, it seemed that he had accepted him as the bondman in his heart.

Altair was secretly delighted and tried to suppress his smile. "No."

Don't let your pride show, so as to avoid misunderstandings from the other party.

Of course Su Muyu could feel the joy emanating from the other person, but he just pretended not to notice.

He put away the mended and new clothes and continued to strut around in Altaïr's old ones.

As expected, the white lion couldn't help but raise its mouth corners and saw its tail shaking behind it.

It's not difficult to coax people as long as you put your mind to it.

As expected, Guaidongguai, who was staying in the small dark room, heard the voice broadcast of the satisfaction detector.

"Ding, the hero's coolness value increased by 5 points."

It feels good again, brother.

No, the male protagonist in this world is the younger brother in age.

Guaidongguai corrected his sigh in time.

: It feels good again, brother.

After delivering the clothes, Altaïr did not think of leaving. He turned his head to look at the small flowers dotted on the wall and said, "Do you hate this smell?"

He selected these wild flowers after comparison.

There is no strong floral scent, its presence is very low and light, but it has a good ability to refresh the air.

It can completely remove the smell left by the cowardly orcs.

Anyway, the purpose has been achieved. Even if the kitten says it doesn't like it, he can just take it down and throw it away.

The orc, who was originally so simple and straightforward that he could be considered to have low emotional intelligence, grew rapidly under the pressure of his love rival.

One little trick after another was used without causing any disturbance.

The White Lion is now "brand new"!

"It doesn't matter." Su Muyou glanced at it and then looked away, "Remember to clean it up if it withers."

"Well, change it with new ones?" Thinking that the kitten would think of him when seeing and smelling these flowers, Altaïr took this trivial matter that had nothing to do with survival to heart.

The kitten yawned, "Whatever."

The white lion kept talking to him for a long time and even volunteered to help him prepare the ingredients.

The white rabbit kicked its four legs and was really dizzy.

Su Muyu let him do it. Although Guaidongguai could handle the whole process for him, it would be unusual to refuse such a small matter.

After a lot of hassles, Altaïr finally found an opportunity and cautiously asked, "Can I stay?"

It's getting dark, it's time to rest.

The orc, who had been pretending to be good for so long, finally revealed his true colors.

Su Muyou curled his lips, and as the other party became happier, he coldly uttered three words: "No."

Altaïr's mood was up and down, and he did not hide his disappointment. He wilted like an eggplant hit by frost.

The kitten clearly enjoyed himself yesterday.

It was only later that he lost control and the other party protested with tears in his eyes.

Thinking of this, the unwilling White Lion made a promise, "I won't do anything too extreme to you, is that okay?"

Su Muyou had a sullen face.

Don’t do anything that’s too extreme, but generally you will do something that’s excessive, right?

He was too lazy to expose the other party.