The Sky Splitting Tribe is here too

Lan and Mo Mu followed Gui, and several males carefully protected them.

When she heard Gui's words, she looked at Mo Yan hesitantly. She wanted to say something, but when she saw the calm look on the latter's face, she calmed down. Now she had to rely on her son, not her partner.

Of course, if Fu Ying was willing to form a pact with Mo Yan, then she and Gui wouldn't have to be so worried.

Mo Yan's scarlet eyes stared at the slender figure in front of him and said lightly: "You know what I will choose."

Gui's heart sank. It was precisely because he knew this that he couldn't feel at ease.

Fu Ying hadn't seen Mo Yan for a long time. Thinking back to the first time they met, he was watching him having sex with a female. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he said kindly, "Thank you for what you did last time."

Mo Yan looked at the faint smile on her face and paused slightly.

As far as she could remember, she was always wary and repulsive towards him. This was the first time she smiled at him like this.

Mo Yan's Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was low: "I also took your prey, there's nothing to thank me for."

Teng snorted softly and nodded, "That's the truth."

When Gui saw Fu Ying again, he looked polite but was very wary in his heart.

This strange female has too many tricks up her sleeve and doesn't look like an ordinary witch at all.

Lan looked at Fu Ying with a complicated expression. Mo Mu, on the other hand, was a little excited when he saw Fu Ying, his face full of admiration. However, he also knew that she had left the Cangshan tribe for a long time, so he only called out softly, "Sister Fu Ying, Brother Ting."

Fu Ying nodded at her, his expression not too warm but not cold either.

In the Cangshan tribe, Teng only has some residual feelings for his sister Mo Mu, but they are not many.

Fu Ying glanced at the orcs of the Cangshan tribe. Most of them were familiar faces, such as Xishan. She was followed by three dirty cubs. When Xishan noticed Fu Ying's gaze, she dodged uncomfortably.

However, a complex gratitude flashed in her eyes.

She never forgot how Fu Ying helped her give birth to her cubs.

Fu Ying also saw a thin female staring at him.

Xishan tribe, Qinglin.

Teng did not hide from her the fact that Mo Yan had taken in the orcs from the Xishan tribe, and she naturally knew about Qing Lin's affairs.

In addition, there are some unfamiliar males in the Cangshan tribe, perhaps they joined later.

Fu Ying said, "Come in, we need to discuss the migration."

After all, migration is a major event involving several tribes and requires discussion among the leaders.

The mermaids, the big fish, and even the fallen orcs all quietly emerged after hearing the noise.

Gui was stunned when he saw the bustling Black Crocodile Swamp. He asked in confusion, "Are there a lot of orcs migrating together?"

Fu Ying didn't say anything, while Teng glanced at Gui. He didn't have much good feelings towards this witch who had always helped Mo Yan deal with him, so his attitude was naturally not polite. "The sea orcs will join us, of course, including the fallen orcs under the Thorn Cliff. Oh, there are so many fallen orcs. This time, you shouldn't attack us, right?"

His tone was somewhat sarcastic, and it also brought back memories of the time when everyone present was in the territory of the Cangshan tribe.

"Fallen, fallen orcs? Are you saying that all the fallen orcs under the Thorn Cliff have escaped?!" Gui's face turned horrified, his pupils widened, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Mo Yan, his expression unable to hide his fear and anxiety.

The Fallen Orcs are cursed to feed on Orc Crystals. Should I go on the road with them?

One Fallen Orc drove the Northern Mountain Tribes mad, but what about a whole group of Fallen Orcs? What would happen?

Gui didn't dare to think about it, and only hoped desperately that Mo Yan would change his mind and make a new decision.

Mo Yan was only shocked at first, but soon came to his senses.

He pursed his lips, glanced at Fu Ying with complicated eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "It really seems like something you would do."

Fu Ying looked calm and spoke in a gentle tone, "So, if you don't want to go with us, the Cangshan tribe can leave."

Mo Yan is not a bad guy in the pure sense. As a leader, he is very responsible.

The last time, he followed Bai Cang, Teng, and Xingkong out to look for her during the rainy season. With this, plus the connection between Teng and the Cangshan tribe, it was not a spur-of-the-moment decision to bring them along.

Mo Yan said calmly, "I know how powerful you are. Only you can lead us across the Triangle Sea."

Hearing this, Fu Ying was slightly surprised. She didn't expect Mo Yan to trust her so much.

Teng glanced at Mo Yan warily. Although he was a prince with a bad temper, he had to admit that he was very popular with females. If he hadn't been unwilling to form a bond, the cub would have grown up by now.

"Then come in." Fu Ying nodded and pointed to the tent behind him.

"Wait a minute!" Mo Yan called out to Fu Ying. Fu Ying looked at him impatiently, "What else?"

Mo Yan knew Fu Ying's personality and didn't keep her in suspense: "The Sky Splitting Tribe has also come with us. Do you want to meet their leader? The Sky Splitting Tribe is quite capable among the flying orcs. They can help us on the migration journey."

Fu Ying raised her eyes to look at him, and listened to his low whisper, feeling a little emotional.

Mo Yan has always been a man who does not do anything without profit. The relationship between the Cangshan tribe and the Liekong tribe is not very good, but after receiving the invitation from Teng, he was able to contact the neighboring Liekong tribe and bring them along.

She couldn't help but suspect that he was trying to ease the relationship with Teng and leave a deep impression on her.

On this side, after hearing Mo Yan's words, Teng's eyes really lit up: "The Sky Splitting Tribe! Where are they?"

Compared to the Cangshan tribe, Teng is even closer to the Liekong tribe where his good friend Xingkong is.

Seeing this scene, I don’t know how Mo Yan felt, but Gui frowned and looked at Teng with some displeasure, secretly accusing the latter of not knowing the distance between relatives and friends. He is the male of Fuying and should take better care of the Cangshan tribe.

Mo Yan was very calm and whispered a few words to an orc beside him.

After the orcs walked quickly to the Cangshan tribe, after a while, the orcs from the Liekong tribe came out.

Fu Ying had not invited them. Although they were willing to go together, they did not dare to easily step into the territory of the Black Crocodile Swamp when they came here, for fear of causing trouble.

At a glance, Teng saw the orc walking in front of the Likong tribe. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and was free and unrestrained.

"Starry sky!" he shouted, with a smile in his dark green eyes.

Xingkong looked over when he heard the sound, and a bright smile instantly broke out on his face. He took two steps forward and gave Jiejie a tight bear hug, patting Jiejie's back twice with his strong arms.

After they separated, Teng looked up and down at the starry sky, raised his eyebrows, and said in a surprised tone: "You succeeded the leader?"

Speaking of this, the smile on Xingkong's face froze slightly. He hummed softly and said, "Father didn't make it through the rainy season."

Teng pursed his lips and said no more. His gaze turned to the neck of Xingkong, where a pterosaur was perched.

The starry sky has already formed a contract.