Chapter 37: Stay alive and wait for me to come back

Fu Ying's expression was calm, his eyes were clear, and his voice was clear: "I am not a fallen orc."

Mo Yan paused, frowned and looked at Fu Ying, and it took a long time before he looked away.

He didn't really believe that the female in front of him was a fallen orc. After all, no matter how strong the fallen orcs were, they had been exiled by the Beast God and there would be no witches. How could a female be so strong if she was not a witch?

Fu Ying was about to ask when Mo Yan spoke up, "I threw Teng's beast crystal down to the foot of the Thorn Cliff. It's probably been devoured by the Fallen Orc at the bottom. Of course, lightning-type beasts are rare, so perhaps the Fallen Orc who picked up the beast crystal was afraid of its power and didn't dare take the risk, so he didn't devour it."

When saying this, Mo Yan had a half-smile on his face, and his voice contained a hint of sarcasm and ridicule.

"Thorny Cliff?" Fu Ying's mouth twitched, and he looked at Mo Yan with a look that seemed to make him want to slap them both in the face.

As expected, what Teng said was right. Mo Yan dealt with his beast crystal immediately. His technique was efficient and clean. Thorn Cliff is a forbidden area in Beishan, and no one dares to cross the line easily.

Fu Ying stood up, stared at Mo Yan, and cursed: "You will be deceiving others and your descendants will be extinct."

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression a bit cold and fierce, and he said slowly: "Although I am not a good person and my actions are often violent, I will do what I promised and never say nonsense."

Fu Ying turned around and walked out with an expressionless face.

Mo Yan looked at her cold expression, his pupils shrinking sharply: "Are you planning to go to Thorn Cliff?!"

Fu Ying sneered, "Why are you pretending? When you told me that Teng's beast crystal was at Thorn Cliff, wasn't that your plan? You're afraid of me, afraid that I'd help Teng, afraid that I'd become a stumbling block on your path to becoming the leader."

The scene behind him suddenly became quiet, as if even the air had frozen.

Mo Yan laughed sinisterly, "Teng is truly lucky. He actually has a female who is willing to risk her life for him at this very moment. How enviable."

Fu Ying glanced at him with disdain, "Mo Yan, if you lie to me, I will kill you with my own hands when I come back."

Just as she was about to leave, Mo Yan's voice rang out from behind her: "Little female, if you can come back alive from Thorn Cliff, I hope you will reconsider my words and form a pact with me. You can gain more!"

Fu Ying was too lazy to pay attention to him. He glided out lightly and returned to Teng's cave.

As soon as she came back, Xingkong's expression changed in the cave. He frowned and looked at Teng. The latter's face was calm, with no emotion, as if he had expected Fu Ying to come back safely.

As Fu Ying walked in, Xingkong stood up with a somewhat cold expression: "Aren't you going to look for Mo Yan?"

With Mo Yan's temper, if she went to him to ask for Teng's beast crystal, he might kill her, but he would never let her go easily. So, was Teng right? Was she really Mo Yan's person?

This thought flashed through his mind, and somehow, Xingkong felt a little unhappy.

Fu Ying turned his wrist lightly, and a few packets of medicine powder appeared in his hand. He handed them to Xingkong with a swift movement, and his tone was concise but unquestionable: "Apply these medicines to the wound every day for Teng."

Xingkong was stunned and stared at Fuying suspiciously, but still reached out to take the medicine.

He is a six-star beastman, so he is not afraid of this little female's tricks.

Fu Ying looked at Teng quietly. He sat there with a cold expression and a murderous look between his eyebrows, as if he could devour everything around him.

She stepped forward without hesitation, stretched out her hand to pinch Teng's pale chin, bit his lips very casually, and said in a domineering tone: "Stay alive and wait for me to come back."

This sudden action made Teng freeze in place.

In an instant, disgust welled up in his eyes. However, before he could push Fu Ying's hand away, she had already let go and walked out. Xing Kong frowned and shouted, "You've said so much, where are you going?"

Fu Ying didn't answer and left the Cangshan tribe in a flash.

"What's the matter? Does she not intend to waste her time on you anymore?" Xingkong said, her eyes unconsciously falling on Teng's red and swollen lips. He was wiping them with disgust, with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to rub his mouth off.

Then he lowered his eyes to look at the medicine in his hand, and was puzzled again. It didn't look like it.

At this moment, the movement of wiping his lips with his hand stopped abruptly, and his expression suddenly became stern.

He and Xingkong exchanged a quick glance, and there seemed to be a tacit understanding between the two that did not require words.

Xingkong's posture was tense, his eyes like sharp blades, piercing straight at the cave entrance, and his whole body exuded an aura of vigilance and alertness.

After a moment, a smiling voice came: "Teng, is this how you greet my prince?"

"Mo Yan! Hand over Teng's beast crystal!" Xingkong's eyes were sharp and fierce, and the aura around him suddenly rose. He raised his wrist and threw the medicine bag in his hand accurately to Teng.

At the same time, Xingkong's five fingers suddenly curled into claws, causing a whistling sound, and attacked directly towards Mo Yan. The fire attribute caused the temperature in the cave to soar sharply, and the scorching breath was like boiling magma.

Mo Yan sneered and raised his hand calmly. His movements seemed casual, but they contained a cold aura.

In a flash, his palm collided heavily with Xingkong's claw that attacked with all his strength!

A cold light flashed in Mo Yan's eyes, and the muscles in his arm tensed instantly. Then, he exerted force suddenly, and lifted his arm up with a force of a thousand pounds. A dull explosion sounded in the air, and this force forced Xingkong back two steps.

Xingkong frowned, but he didn't look embarrassed at all. He snorted softly and squeezed out a few words slowly from between his teeth: "You're about to become the leader, but you still have a trick up your sleeve?"

Mo Yan glanced at him and chuckled, "Even if they all have six-star patterns, some are strong and some are weak. That's normal, isn't it?"

Xingkong was too lazy to talk to him and asked coldly, "Where is Teng's beast crystal?"

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the silent Teng: "Why, didn't the little female tell you?"

Xingkong looked at Mo Yan's pretentious appearance, a hint of mockery flashed across his face, and a wanton smile curled up at the corner of his mouth. He snorted contemptuously: "Why are you pretending to be confused? Isn't she yours?"

Hearing this, Mo Yan paused, his eyes swept across the starry sky, and then fixed on Teng.

But in a moment, he figured it out. After experiencing the incident with Fu Ying, Teng was naturally wary of females and found it difficult to trust a person, especially a strange female who had just arrived in the Cangshan tribe.

However, he actually treated that little female as his?

Mo Yan's mouth curled up suddenly, and he burst into a series of sharp and piercing laughter: "Haha, interesting, really interesting!"

He laughed loudly and clapped his hands slowly, his voice containing a hint of joking.

His eyes were filled with mockery, and he said mercilessly, "Teng, could it be that when Fu Ying dug out your beast crystal, he accidentally injured your brain? But why do I remember that the beast crystal was embedded in your heart?"