radicalducati Chapter 375 The Son of the Beast World is Loved by the Group 67
Chapter 375 The Son of the Beast World is Loved by the Group 67
Artair hasn't even come on the court yet, but Su Muyu's emotions have already been aroused.
He straightened his back, feeling proud.
Xi Yan, who was standing beside them, did not miss their interaction and said something that the kitten would like to hear, "They are all so amazing."
"It's pretty good."
After becoming the Son of God, Su Mu has always been arrogant towards people who are not as high as him.
He was not modest at this time, but held his head high and said, "After all, they are all my people."
Not strong enough, I can't even get close to him.
Xi Yan's eyes flickered when he heard this, and his voice lowered a few notes, as if he was cautiously testing her, "What about me?"
Is he the kitten's man?
Su Muyou gave him a puzzled look, as if he didn't react to what he was suddenly saying.
Unlike his usual considerateness, Xi Yan did not actively avoid sensitive topics this time.
He looked the kitten in the eye without bias and made his words more specific, "Am I yours?"
Su Muyou's pupils contracted. He didn't expect the other party to bring up this issue at this time.
He subconsciously glanced around and found that everyone was cheering for the winner of the first round.
It seems that no orcs are paying attention to this place.
He pursed his lips and remained silent.
As expected, people are greedy and secret relationships cannot last long.
At this moment, one sentence was written on the human doctor's face: I want a status.
But can he give it?
This is the disadvantage of too many fragments!
The stands were so small that the distance between Xi Yan and Su Muyu was not only not far, but also very close.
There was at most half an empty seat in the middle.
While Su Muyu was struggling, Xi Yan reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes.
The force used was not strong, but it allowed the other person to feel his movements.
Silence sometimes represents consent, and sometimes it is a sign of polite refusal.
Xi Yan could understand from Xiaomao's slightly frowned brows that the other party meant to lean towards the latter.
But he wasn't hit too hard.
He believed in his own perception and was sure that the kitten was not without feelings for him.
The reason for rejection is not because of dislike or hate, but more like there is some concern.
"Is it because I'm not good enough in fighting that you dislike me?" He lowered his eyes and tried to find excuses for himself.
The depressed mood is so different from the liveliness around and seems out of place.
In modern terms, it is like two layers.
In fact, no one knows how good Xi Yan, a witch doctor, is in fighting. The skills he possesses are such that even fools with low IQs will not provoke him.
Not to mention, he appeared to be considerate, steady and easy to talk to, and did not rely on his status as a witch doctor to do evil or act conceitedly.
No enemies were made.
The lion orcs in the tribe gave it almost unanimous praise, including the orcs from Cricket Kitten.
This has resulted in both his 'true form' and his fighting strength being a mystery to outsiders.
But now he suddenly took the initiative to confess his "dish".
Su Muyou was surprised at his honesty and shook his head to deny it, "No."
He also told the truth: Xi Yan's value does not lie in his fighting ability at all.
There is no shortage of powerful orcs around Kitty, whether they are members of the guard or Altaïr, they are all experts.
The other party’s first priority should be to prepare the meal!
"So, am I not good-looking?" When saying this, Xi Yan didn't even look up at the kitten.
He looked extremely inferior and lacked confidence.
Su Muyou raised the corners of his eyebrows slightly, sensing a hint of deliberateness in it.
According to human aesthetic standards, the facial features of human doctors are definitely at a high-quality level of more than 9.5 points.
She is the type that people would joke about: entering the entertainment industry as a vase, but she will also have a lot of fans who like her for her looks.
The orcs' aesthetic taste in human form is actually very similar to that of humans.
This is also what Vina said, and this is why the tribesmen also have their eyes on Xi Yan.
As a male, the kitten didn't give him much room to be proud and gave him a slight thumbs down, "Not bad."
If I have to say something bad, it would be that there are no animal characteristics.
The aesthetics of some orcs tend to be more primitive and animalistic, and they are not very attracted to the human form.
Xi Yan lowered his head and didn't speak for a long time.
It was so quiet that Su Muyou thought that his answer really hit him.
When Xi Yan looked up again, his usual ease and calmness had disappeared from his face.
His face was pale and weak, and there was a shallow tooth mark on his lower lip, which was caused by himself biting it.
It's like what's left when one suppresses one's emotions.
"Then Lord Saint, can you give me a chance?" The hand that was pulling the kitten's clothes exerted a little force, and his eyes were full of desire.
It is a sense of brokenness that is apparent at first glance, yet it also carries with it a sense of vitality that emerges from anticipation.
Complex feelings intertwined, forming an extremely seductive attraction.
While it makes people feel inexplicably distressed, they also want to lend a helping hand and help him to the best of their ability.
Su Muyou raised his shoulders and straightened his posture.
'As if facing a formidable enemy'.
No kidding, if Xi Yan is an orc, he must be a fox.
Sometimes he is cunning and calculating, making things go the way he wants.
When necessary, she can also look pitiful and charming.
To be more precise, the latter is just a means and method of expressing the former.
Xi Yan could of course sense how nervous the kitten was at the moment.
A smile flashed across his eyes quickly.
His words were equivalent to offering an opportunity to refuse with integrity.
If you really don't like, don't care, or even hate and reject something, then if you encounter such an opportunity, a normal person will refuse it outright.
Those who are more indifferent will even distance themselves from each other and draw a clear line between them.
For Xi Yan, Xiaomao's hesitation, whether out of affection for him or because she couldn't give up the delicious food, was an opportunity.
The human doctor was in a state of confusion, and Su Muyou had already thought of what to say: "With the way we got along before, you can be considered one of our own, right?"
The subconscious mind is: it’s fine to keep it as it is.
"Not enough." Xi Yan shook his head without much thought, not hiding his desire, "I want to be closer to the Holy Son."
Frank and passionate.
Su Muyou didn't turn his head to look at him again, but his ears became warm at this simple sentence.
Isn’t this the Daji of the beast world?
Although the opportunity was rare, Xi Yan did not push it too hard.
Knowing that orcs have keen hearing, he lowered his voice so as not to worry about the other party missing any information. He focused on shaping his own character of a tough little white flower.
"Can we give it a try first? If Master Saint is not satisfied, we can always go back to the previous way of getting along."
Wanting to go further, he gave away the initiative himself, showing that he was absolutely in a passive and inferior position.
For Su Muyu, this was an experience that could be stopped at any time.
The kitten's will gradually became unsteady.
As a person involved, he knew better than anyone that the 'your people' mentioned by the human doctor were not the same as the guards.
What he wants is most likely a status like Altaïr.
He knew that Xi Yan's mind was deep and complicated, but the other party used all these complexities to please him, and took good care of his tongue and stomach.
If the relationship is closer, human doctors might work harder to study cooking.
Who can remain indifferent?
What's more, the other party said that they could stop at any time. Isn't this an opportunity to regret?
As long as before the Beast God awakens...
"Xi Yan Witch Doctor!" At this moment, calls of names came from far away.
The two sides' private time together, oblivious to the surroundings, came to an abrupt end.
Xi Yan's expression turned cold for a moment, but he quickly adjusted himself, "Sir, you can take your time to think about it. Tell me when you have made up your mind."
Su Muyou saw the orc calling him, but he was still looking at him intently.
He could only nod imperceptibly.
Xi Yan then let go of the hand that was pulling his clothes, stood up and walked to the side of the stands to look down, "What's wrong?"
He was calm and composed, his voice was gentle to patients, and he was no different from any human doctor in the past.
Xi Yan didn't want more people to know about this before things came to a conclusion.
After all, if some villain knew about it and tried to interfere and stop him, it would put him in an unfavorable situation.
The orc who called him was looking up at him at this time, "Most of the tribesmen who finished the competition are injured. Vina is too busy to handle it. I would like to ask you to go over and lend a hand."
"Okay, got it." Xi Yan had anticipated this situation, "I'll be there right away."
After turning around and explaining the reason to the kitten, he hurriedly followed the orc who came to call him and left.
Su Muyou looked at his back in silence.
Suddenly I realized that even though the actual development did not have much in common with the original script, some opportunities for psychological changes still came.
I don't know since when, the lion beastmen have changed.
Originally, after being injured, her subconscious reaction was to look for him and Vina, but now, it has become to look for Xi Yan and Vina.
Just like now.
He, who possesses healing powers, was also in the stands, but the orc who came to ask for help only greeted him and said nothing else.
The respect remains, but the Son of God, who was once regarded as a "second life", has now become a decoration.
And Xi Yan was the person who "did the job" for him.
To the kitten, this is like someone is stealing his glory...
The ambiguity faded away.
The kitten, who had a clear mind, felt as if a thorn had pierced his heart.
Does the human doctor really like him, or does he just treat him as a stepping stone?
But no matter which one it is, the other party's existence has threatened his position to some extent.
"Altaïr, I believe in you. Beat your opponent down!"
"Hey, don't panic, just hit Altaïr in the face. The Son will dislike him later and it will make him feel worse than losing!"
“So mean, but I like it hahaha.”
"Up, up, up!"
The noisy sound suddenly became several times louder. It turned out that the second wave of 'competitors' had entered the arena.
Among them, a snow-white lion stands out from the crowd, with a strong presence.
He was also the subject of heated discussion.
Su Muyou came out of his own thoughts.
Looking into the field, he met the gaze of Artair who was looking in his direction.
Altaïr growled, pleased to be seen.
Su Muyou narrowed his eyes and nodded at him.
It seemed like a reminder of what had been said before.
Seeing this, Artair stepped into the competition venue and focused on the game.
His opponent was a strong male lion who was two years old and was one of the strongest in the tribe.
The Lion also heard that the Son had told Altaïr to win before the start of the battle, but it was impossible for him to admit defeat.
Just accept defeat!
The command was sounded and the battle officially began.
The lion's roar is deafening, and its teeth and claws are its own weapons.
Although Altaïr seemed to be roughly the same size as his opponent, he was far more agile than the other.
He leaned forward and dodged slightly, successfully avoiding the opponent's attack.
He turned around, and the tail that the kitten used to use as a toy was now lashing towards the other person's face like a whip.
The speed was so fast that it caused a sound of breaking through the air!
The lion did not underestimate the enemy. He stared closely at the movement of the white lion's tail and took two steps back to barely avoid it.
However, this was just a trick by Altaïr to divert attention.
When the opponent's attention was attracted by his tail, he also swung out the real attack hidden in his front paws.
Everyone exclaimed!
The kitten in the stands has stood up. Unlike in the first round where he looked around, his attention is focused, and his eyes are already occupied by the figure of the white lion.
The game continues.
......
It was not easy for Altaïr. Although he won in the end, the lion, who was much older than him, still taught him a lesson.
The wound on the front leg was bloody, and this was the result of the other party showing mercy and stopping short.
Otherwise, there will be at least one more hole.
Of course, the lion did not gain any benefits and also suffered a lot of injuries.
However, after changing back to human form, he covered his nose with curses, ignoring the other injuries, "It wasn't me who said I was going to slap you in the face!"
Damn petty-minded white lion!
Altaïr's eyes flickered for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure.
He refused to admit it, "It wasn't intentional."
"Heh!" The lion sneered and wanted to complain about something, but he heard a series of coughing sounds coming from the surrounding area, which seemed to be suggestive.
"Lord Holy Son!"
"Master Son, are you here to see Altaïr? He is fine."
"Haha, this kid didn't embarrass you!"
Su Muyou made a 'hush' gesture and pointed to other competition venues that had not yet ended.
Tell them not to take themselves too seriously and not to affect others.
The lion beastmen watching nodded vigorously and shut their mouths.
But I was still observing the kitten's every move secretly.
Altaïr also changed back from beast form to human form. Looking at the familiar figure that appeared in front of him, he felt nothing from the wounds on his body.
When other guard teams were competing, Kitty didn't come down on purpose.
The feeling of being given special attention made him feel a little elated.
The guards who were applying medicine or preparing for the competition were also paying attention to the situation here.
However, they did not feel jealous.
It is normal to be treated preferentially. After all, Altaïr is the contracted one who lives and eats with the Son of God.