Chapter 46 Ran away? What a pity!

Feng Yin came back to his senses and said nonchalantly, "Yes, we made a pact, and I almost forgot about it."

Fu Ying chuckled and whispered, "Your female... is dead?"

If a female dies, under the rules of the Beast God Contract, the husband will suffer the same backlash. There are undoubtedly two results: either he will be seriously injured and dying, or he will die. The latter is more common.

Except for Tanyue, each of the beastly husbands was filled with more hatred and murderous intent than the other.

Haha, it’s the beginning of a catastrophe.

"Hang up?" Feng Yin didn't understand these strange words, but considering Fu Ying's tone, it was not difficult to guess.

He was slightly startled at first, then burst into laughter with joy. His laughter was so unrestrained that even his body trembled slightly. After a long while, he praised: "Huahua, I like this sentence."

Fu Ying curled her lips, which meant that the original owner was really dead, but it was a pity that she took over.

After a moment, Feng Yin sat up a little straighter, and his voice became more inquiring: "Have you heard of the Oasis Tribe?"

After he finished speaking, he just "looked" at Fu Ying straight, as if waiting for a crucial answer.

Fu Ying glanced at him, and finally couldn't help it?

She pretended to be lost in thought, frowning slightly. After a moment, a perfectly balanced expression of astonishment appeared on her face as she said, "Oasis Tribe? Are you talking about the Oasis Tribe that was brutally massacred and wiped out a while ago? This incident should be well known to everyone in the Beishan area, right?"

Feng Yin froze, his body suddenly tense. "What did you say? Massacre? Destruction?"

"Yes, this is all the fault of the Oasis Tribe leader's daughter. She's the most evil woman in Beishan!"

"You can't imagine how vicious that woman's heart is. It's rare in the world!"

"Her beastly husbands, all of them gifted and powerful, have had their star patterns shattered by her. They will never have children to continue their bloodline in this lifetime. Who could swallow this?"

"So, a few beastmen got together, and with anger burning in their hearts, they united and led their men to slaughter the entire oasis tribe, leaving no one alive."

Fu Ying acted like she was telling a story, describing it vividly and in an angry tone, showing some hatred towards the evil woman. But then, feeling something was wrong, she added, "Well, it's not like we didn't keep any of them. One ran away."

Feng Yin stood there in a daze. He seemed to have not expected that such a big change would happen in the Oasis Tribe.

"One ran away?" Feng Yin seemed to be suddenly awakened from a long trance.

After a long moment, he finally spoke in a deep voice. His voice, originally as gentle and tender as a spring breeze, now seemed to be stained by the frost and snow of winter, revealing a bone-chilling coldness: "The evil woman you are talking about, is it... Fu Ying?"

When he said the word "Fuying", he emphasized the tone, which was inexplicably strange.

"Do you know Fu Ying?" Fu Ying blinked and asked curiously. Before Feng Yin could speak, she said, "It's her! I never thought she'd be so beautiful, but her heart is more poisonous than a scorpion beast!"

Feng Yin's voice was very soft, like a wisp of smoke: "Run away? What a pity."

More poisonous than a scorpion beast? Haha, that's really high praise. How can a female who can cruelly persecute even the beast husband she grew up with be as kind as a scorpion beast?

Fu Ying smiled bitterly and asked again, "Did you and Fu Ying know each other before?"

Feng Yin leaned against the bone bed, his slender fingertips tapping rhythmically on it, as if digesting the shocking information he had just heard. After a moment, he uttered a few words calmly: "I don't know him."

Fu Ying chuckled, "If I don't know you, how do you know the evil woman I'm talking about is Fu Ying?"

"Forget it. I'm sleepy, let me move aside." Fu Ying pushed Feng Yin, making a little space for himself, and curled up on the bone bed to fall asleep. His heart was deprived of blood, and sleepiness surged like a tide.

Feng Yin ignored her and the house fell into a long silence.

*

Six days passed quietly, and finally it was the last day of the appointment.

In the past few days, Fu Ying and Feng Yin "eat and live together", and she has become the veritable "female leader" in the eyes of everyone in the Fengyin tribe. Fu Ying did not deny these teasings, and Feng Yin did not explain.

At night, Fu Ying personally went hunting for a few "sharp-billed beasts", that is, pheasants.

The pheasant was half a man's height, with colorful feathers. It flew like a phoenix, making people reluctant to eat it. But when they thought of beggar's chicken, roasted chicken, scallion chicken, and boiled chicken... Fu Ying felt relieved to eat it.

Why do we need to catch chickens? Because foxes love to eat chickens!

She will soon get the beast crystal of Teng and then leave Thorn Cliff. She just doesn’t know if Feng Yin is willing to go with her?

The fallen orcs are pitiful, but once they all leave the Cliff of Thorns, it will cause panic among the orcs. She is not so saintly, but Feng Yin is different. He is not only the target of the mission, but he has also fallen because of persecution.

Fu Ying skillfully boiled water, plucked the feathers and cooked them. Under the fire was a beggar's chicken that had been marinated and molded with mud. On the fire was a sizzling roasted chicken. In the pot was a fragrant scallion oil chicken.

Feng Yin came back from outside, sniffing the rich and overbearing fragrance, and asked, "What did you do?"

After spending a few days together, they did not gain nothing. At least the yandere Feng Yin's attitude towards her improved. He was no longer wary and distant. The two of them could also sit together and chat, and the distance between them was shortened a lot.

"Roast... sharp-beaked beast." Fu Ying raised her eyes and glanced at him: "What did you do today?"

Feng Yin chuckled softly, his laughter was meaningful, and then a handful of beast crystals were thrown on the table.

Fu Ying took a quick glance and asked calmly, "Is the high priest coming soon?"

Feng Yin shrugged. He sat crookedly on the bone bed and said in a cold voice, "Probably."

Fuying sat in front of the fire with her chin supported by her hand, the flames flickering and illuminating her face.

It just so happened that she also wanted to see what kind of medicine the high priest had in his hand. It was related to Feng Yin's future backlash, which was an urgent matter that needed to be resolved. She was a conscientious worker.

At this moment, Feng Yin tilted his head slightly, revealing laziness: "Why did you do so much today?"

Fu Ying usually doesn't eat much. If one person is full, the whole family will not be hungry. He rarely puts in so much effort.

She turned to look at Feng Yin, and her charming voice was like ripples spreading out, circling into people's hearts: "Because, this is the seventh day, Feng Yin, congratulations, you will be healed soon."

After he finished speaking, the room fell silent.

Feng Yin's movements suddenly stopped.

He slowly raised his hand, his movements almost reverent, and gently stroked his gauze-wrapped face with his slender fingers.

Every day, he could clearly feel the pain on his face easing. That relief and improvement quietly integrated into his daily life, and he almost forgot that it had been seven days.

Fu Ying's eyebrows curved: "This is all for celebration!"

Feng Yin straightened his back slightly and asked solemnly, "When will it be demolished?"

As he spoke, his breathing became unconsciously rapid, which showed how much he valued and desired this matter.

"immediately!"