Chapter 66: The Evil Female's First Heartbeat

Teng's expression suddenly became gloomy and his eyes became unclear.

Mo Yan half-closed his eyes and looked at the two of them, saying in a cold voice: "Gui will not go with you to the tribe. With your little friendship with Teng, why should the Cangshan tribe wade into this muddy water? That's an epidemic! It's a curse!"

He is now the nominal leader of the Cangshan tribe, so it is naturally impossible for him to let Gui go.

Qinglan's empty eyes were like the endless night.

He didn't argue, but nodded, his voice ethereal: "Okay."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, his voice coming from behind: "Teng, we have known each other for a while. Since you can't ask the witch to preside over the sacrifice, then promise me that you will find Fu Ying and kill her."

Qinglan's flaxen long hair drew a cool arc in the air and gradually moved away.

Teng's hands were slightly clenched, and his knuckles turned white. Looking at his receding back, he knew in his heart that this was the last time he would see Qinglan.

Killing Fu Ying was once his wish, but now it is no longer the case.

Thinking of this, he turned to look at the little female beside him, but saw that she was still staring at the direction where Qinglan left, looking thoughtful. He couldn't help but frowned: "Huahua?"

"Teng, I have to help him." Fu Ying raised his eyes and looked at Teng with a serious expression.

Among the several beast husbands, perhaps Qinglan was the only male that the original owner truly liked.

Because she didn't take anything she wanted from Qinglan. The only thing she took away was his eyes, and there was a reason for this.

She just looked through her memories and found out how Qinglan and the original owner met.

It was a tribal trading meeting, with animal skins, pottery, game and salty stones piled up into mountains.

It is true that the original owner was an evil woman, but she was also the most beautiful woman in Beishan and the daughter of the tribal leader. She was delicate and beautiful, born to be admired by everyone, with snow-white skin, red lips, and her eyes were full of arrogance.

It was at that time that Qinglan entered her sight.

The Oasis Tribe sells herbs because they have a witch who can cure diseases. The Frost Plain Tribe where Qinglan is located is located in the snow-capped mountains on the plateau, where herbs are scarce. He came here specifically to trade herbs.

When they first met, "Fuying" was attracted by this male who was full of coldness and as clean as frost and snow.

She was wearing a fiery red animal skin skirt, as hot as a flame.

"Little female, how many beast cores do you want?" His voice was ethereal and pleasant to the ears, like an ancient ballad coming from afar during a tribal sacrifice.

"Fuying" took it to heart and started talking to Qinglan enthusiastically, but he remained indifferent.

Qinglan has a pair of crystal clear eyes, as clear as glass immersed in ice and snow, but no one is reflected in them.

But the more this happened, the more "Fuying" wanted to get it.

The spoiled little female will always use any means to get what she wants.

As Fuying was trying every possible way to get close to Qinglan, a cheerful female voice suddenly interrupted, "Qinglan! Have you finished buying? I also want to go and see the animal skins!"

Immediately afterwards, a female appeared beside Qinglan, an underage female snow leopard.

Qinglan chuckled: "I'm here now, are you in such a hurry?"

"Fuying" then discovered that he was not so cold to everyone. His calm and clear eyes were like melted snow water when he looked at the female beside him!

The evil female fell in love for the first time, but suffered a tragic defeat.

However, at that time she still didn't think of hurting Qinglan, but chose to "hurt" his people.

With the help of the Beast Mother, they buried rotten animal bones in the stream where they drew water, causing the epidemic to spread. Then, taking advantage of their lack of herbs and the Beast Mother Witch's healing ability, they proposed to form a pact with Qinglan.

For the sake of the tribe, Qinglan compromised.

That was the first time that "Fuying" thought about treating her beastly husband well after they had formed a bond.

Unfortunately, no matter how enthusiastic she was, Qinglan was always cold, as if he couldn't see how beautiful she was.

In order to control Qinglan, "Fuying" only gave medicinal herbs and did not let the Beast Mother take action. However, the plague was regarded as a curse in the Orc Continent, and the herbs could not alleviate the plight. The tribesmen fell one after another.

Fuying's patience ended when an adult female snow leopard came to the tribe.

Even though they had already formed a bond, Qinglan's eyes still held a familiar light when he looked at the other female.

Later, "Fuying" dug out Qinglan's eyes.

She thought, how could she look at other females with eyes like these?

Fu Ying sighed softly, isn't this a story of wanting something but not getting it, and then losing your defenses?

After hearing Fu Ying's words, Teng's body suddenly stiffened. His dark green eyes stared straight at Fu Ying. His Adam's apple rolled several times before he squeezed out a few words: "Why? It's an epidemic!"

Mo Yan also frowned. "The plague is incurable! Even the bones of those infected orcs will rot! You're pregnant with a cub, and you don't take your life seriously?"

Fu Ying spoke sternly and righteously, saying something that was both childish and saintly: "Since I am the messenger of the Beast God, I cannot just ignore it. Every life is worth my all."

Nonsense, if she doesn't care about Qinglan and the Frost Plain Tribe, they will burn themselves to death together!

If Qinglan dies and the mission fails, what does her previous achievements count for? Is she considered awesome?

Regardless of whether there is a strategy or not, Qinglan’s life must be saved.

Teng's eyes suddenly darkened, with suppressed anger and worry surging in them.

After a long silence, he calmed down and looked at her and said, "Okay, I'll go to the Frost Plains Tribe with you. However, if we can't solve this problem, we'll leave immediately!"

"No!" Fu Ying frowned. "You're not a witch. Are you kidding me if you're infected with the plague?"

"You stay in the tribe and wait for me. I'll come back immediately after I resolve Qinglan's issue. Is that okay?"

"Don't forget, I'm the one who can come back from Thorn Cliff!"

"Besides, the rainy season is coming soon. You should hunt more and store food until I come back."

As he spoke, Fu Ying suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed Teng on her tense lips: "Teng, I promise to come back safe and sound. I won't get hurt or infected with the disease. Okay?"

Teng clenched his palm into a fist, his fingertips curled up, his dark green eyes were full of brutality, and he remained silent for a long time.

Mo Yan watched Fu Ying coaxing Teng as if no one was around, and suddenly sneered: "Sometimes I really want to break open your head and see what's inside."

Fu Ying ignored him completely, as if he couldn't see this person.

After a long time, all of Teng's emotions finally turned into a suppressed gasp.

He stared at Fu Ying and said in a hoarse voice, "Come back soon, before the rainy season arrives. If you don't come back, I will go to the Frost Plains Tribe to find you."

"Okay!" Fu Ying curled his lips and smiled brightly.

Mo Yan's expression was cold, but he suddenly noticed Fu Ying looking at him.

He half-closed his eyes, but his scarlet pupils trembled slightly: "Why, do you have something else to tell me?"

Fu Ying nodded solemnly and said, "I have something personal to discuss with you."

Teng frowned, raised the corners of his eyes and looked at Fu Ying, the air pressure around him was a little low.

Mo Yan's eyes flashed slightly, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips. He glanced at Fu Ying casually, then raised his eyebrows sarcastically at Teng, and walked aside with Fu Ying with a provocative look on his face.

His lips moved slightly, but before he could say anything——

A stream of light broke through the air and went straight to the throat!

Mo Yan's body froze and his voice suddenly dropped.

His eyes were sinister, like ice, and he stared at Fu Ying coldly.

Fu Ying raised the corners of his lips slightly, a smile flickered in his eyes, and he turned around and chased in the direction Qinglan left.

She walked briskly, and just after taking a few steps, she suddenly turned back to look at Teng. Seeing that he was the same as the "Wife-Wangshi Stone", she raised her hand and made a heart shape with the ends of her hair.

"Teng! Wait for me to come back obediently——"

The last note has not yet faded, but the person has already flown away, and there seems to be a sly smile faintly visible in the wind.