I am on the evil side? I am turning the tables!

Insects chirp and birds sing, the place is peaceful and beautiful, and thousands of lights illuminate this tribal town.

Su Tang used the system to check the gathering places of the people of the dirty-blood race, and purified them non-stop for a long time. She felt weak all over at this moment and could only lean on Erlan's arms.

As he looked at it, Su Tang felt something strange. There was a red dot on the map that was really eye-catching.

"Strange, why is there a red dot in the center, completely isolated from the others. Is this some big shot?"

Neither Patrick nor Erland understood what she meant by this.

Su Tang explained to them: "There is a person inside, who seems to be under solitary supervision."

Patrick narrowed his eyes and was the first to express his guess: "This person is definitely not simple, otherwise he would not be under their sole supervision and control."

"Want to go have a look?"

Unlike other red dots, those gathered dirty-blood races obviously lived on the periphery, but that abrupt red dot was obviously in the center of the tribe.

It's really a risk to take this kind of person.

"Go, you must go. If he is not a being above the Nine Stars, this guard definitely has the innate ability that they are afraid of. He may be helpful to our next action."

Patrick was so sure that Su Tang had no doubts. The Olivier tribe not only had one master like the Beast King, but also eight-star and nine-star masters.

On their side, there are no other masters except Patrick, and the gap in strength is too great. Now that they have such a master on their side to help, how can they let him go?

Taking advantage of the darkness of night and with Patrick leading the way, they managed to sneak in even though there were many orcs patrolling at night.

As they got closer and closer to the central area, they saw a circle of wooden houses guarded by guards from a distance. All four directions were tightly guarded, and there was absolutely no chance of breaking out. Any slight movement would attract attention.

Judging from the strength of the guard, the foul-blooded race imprisoned inside must be of great origin.

Patrick stroked his beard and chuckled, "It seems that even the heavens are helping us! As long as he is willing to help contain the other high-star orcs, Olivier will never be my opponent!"

Patrick is still very confident in his own strength. Now he has recovered to his peak state. Facing Olivier, who is also the Beast King, neither of them has any magic weapons or other people to interfere, so Patrick definitely has the upper hand.

But don't forget that Patrick is of pure main bloodline, while Olivier is just of mixed lion blood. Even if he reaches the level of Beast King and can use the power of his bloodline, his reduced talent is still incomparable to his pure talent.

Otherwise, the people of the main bloodline would not be so averse to these mixed bloods. It’s just that when it comes to love between men and women, some things are uncontrollable. You can’t always control the preferences of females, right?

I can't control most of it, so I can only try my best to maintain the purity of the blood in the main vein.

"But how can we get him out when he's guarded so closely? Can you take care of those guards in an instant?"

Su Tang looked at Patrick. At this moment, he was also thinking in his mind how to ensure that everything would go smoothly.

These guards were scattered far apart, and no matter how fast Patrick was, he couldn't instantly take out the people scattered in the four corners.

How big a sensation will this fish that slipped through the net cause?

This is the central area, where the lion people gather. If we shout a few times, it will not be an exaggeration to say that we are surrounded by enemies on all sides.

The three of them just stood in the distance and watched. Fortunately, there were no mosquitoes in the animal world. If there were, they would just stand here and feed them.

Inside the wooden house, a man with an extremely stunning appearance slowly opened his eyes, his purple and light pink eyes were misty.

Nolan had just woken up. He twisted his neck, pulled his hands and feet out of the chains, and took out the iron piece from his mouth. The cage was a bit narrow, and he couldn't even move his body.

Sleeping while standing really tested his limbs. With his right hand on the back of his neck, he pulled his sore neck vigorously, and the joints made a crisp cracking sound. Just hearing it made his scalp numb and painful, but Nolan only felt a lot more comfortable.

He opened the cage, and with a thought, the orc guarding outside walked to the door, took out the key in his arms, and opened the door.

Afterwards, Nolan walked out slowly and stretched his body in front of the guards. Those who didn't know him would have thought he was a member of the Lion Clan, or an acquaintance who was very familiar to the guards.

This scene left the three people who were waiting in the distance dumbfounded. What was going on?

Could it be that he is a traitor and has surrendered to the Olivier tribe?

But a traitor doesn't need so many people watching him, right?

You say he is not a traitor, so is the guard a fool?

And unlocked the door and let him out for some fresh air?

After opening the lock, he returned to his original position consciously. The other orcs guarding the place didn't even bat an eyelid. Are they all dummies?

After observing for a while, Patrick noticed something different about Nolan.

Su Tang was amazed by this person's appearance. Even in the modern era of beauty, there is no face that can compare with the one in front of him.

That kind of beauty is pure beauty, even a beauty that is difficult to distinguish between male and female.

She is so beautiful that she can overwhelm the city and shame the moon and flowers.

Of course, it doesn’t mean that Erlan is not beautiful enough. His beauty is cold and gorgeous, with a masculine coldness.

But if the man opposite wears an ancient-style long gown to cover his body, who can tell whether he is a man or a woman?

The first time Erlan saw Nolan, his heart trembled. Even though he had seen males and females of many races, he had to say that this person's human form was the most beautiful he had ever seen in his life.

He subconsciously glanced at Su Tang, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no dazed or intoxicated look in her eyes.

Not to mention females, even a male like him couldn't help but gasp when he saw it, realizing his inferiority.

"Is he good-looking?" Erlan didn't know what was wrong with him. Why did he feel a sense of crisis because of a male's appearance?

Su Tang turned her head stiffly, like a wife caught cheating by her husband. She blinked her beautiful eyes and swallowed her saliva.

"No... not as pretty as you."

It is true that this is a bit against my will, but beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, and Su Tang is not the kind of person who would rather have his cake and eat it too.

She doesn't have any special preferences, she just has to own anything good she sees.

Carret and Sewell are openly flirtatious, but Erlan is a purely reserved type who won't approach you until you take the initiative.

Su Tang absolutely didn't believe that he had no feelings for her after seeing her care and tenderness along the way. Su Tang also had some awareness of his own charm.

That kind of tenderness was not the tenderness shown to a goddess, nor was it the tenderness shown to a saint who led them forward. It was simply the tenderness between partners, and it was unique.

Even though Erlan acted very calmly and showed no emotion on the surface, Su Tang still tasted a faint sourness. Was he jealous?

"You don't want me to see him?"

"No." Erlan simply turned his head away.

Patrick stood aside, trying to hold back his laughter so hard that a pot of tea could be hung from his mouth, and his shoulders shook uncontrollably. He couldn't laugh at a time like this!