Better to be killed than not to be killed
In this way, the three of them hurried back to the retreating Golden Eagle Tribe.
The addition of two nine-star extreme realms instantly reversed the situation of the battle. After all, the patriarch of the vulture clan was only at the seven-star realm.
Seeing that their plan was about to fail and they were about to return empty-handed, how could the vulture clan, who were greedy by nature, swallow this?
They cast their resentful eyes on Wu, the mutant golden eagle who was once one step away from becoming the leader of the golden eagle tribe.
Now, he is just a waste with a broken star pattern.
If they could capture him and bring him back to the tribe, hanging him on the altar and letting the tribe eat him till he was eaten, it would also be a deterrent to the Golden Eagles! Even if this invasion failed, the reputation of their Vulture Clan would not be damaged!
With such a vicious plan in mind, the vulture clan launched an attack with a show of force, took advantage of the chaos and kidnapped Wu.
Bai Cang is a land orc after all. Even though he has reached the ninth-star realm, he is still unable to bring back the duck that has fallen into the hands of the vultures soaring in the sky.
If Luo Heng had not used the vegetation on the way back to accurately lock onto the position of the duck, the vulture clan's intention would probably have been accomplished.
However, the person was rescued, but he was dying and unconscious.
The vulture clan was upset because of their defeat and took out all their hatred on the duck.
His skin was covered with peck marks and lacerations, and there was hardly a patch of good skin on his body. He was tortured to the point of being on his last breath. The witch of the Golden Eagle Tribe was not good at medical treatment, and Wu was now feverish all over and in critical condition.
Bai Cang glanced at Fu Ying, whose brows and eyes were cold, and said softly, "Now that you are back, Wu will be fine."
Although the sign of fever all over the body is a sign of death for the orcs of the tribe, after seeing Fu Ying's strength, he naturally would not doubt her ability. After all, she is a female who can even reshape star patterns.
Fu Ying responded softly and stepped into the depths of the cave. When he saw Wu lying on the hay, he almost didn't recognize him.
The look in her eyes was as sharp as a spear. Even though he had been a wandering orc for a period of time and suffered a lot of humiliation, his back had never bent even a little. His golden-red eyes always held an almost cold clarity.
But the duck in front of him was covered in blood, and even the straw under it was dyed red.
He seemed to be in great pain, his body curled up strangely, every inch of exposed skin was covered with hideous scars, and the handsome face that once captivated females was now covered with claw marks.
Fu Ying paused, his chest heaved, and a hint of coldness and murderous intent flashed across his narrow eyes.
Bai Cang noticed her emotional fluctuations, and he tightened his fingertips around her slightly cold hand.
He said in a low voice, "The Vulture Clan is known for its ruthless methods, and its reputation for cruelty resounds throughout the Orc Continent. I was lucky not to be killed immediately after falling into their hands."
Luo Heng raised her eyes to glance at him, then silently looked at Wu lying unconscious on the straw.
It is true that the duck was not killed, but it might as well have been.
His limbs were broken and his body was covered with scars. He was said to be alive, but if he had to drag such a broken body to survive in the orc continent where the law of the jungle prevails, he would be better off dead.
After all, people who don’t even have the ability to stand up will be abandoned even in the tribe.
Fu Ying closed his eyes, then opened them again, his emotions having returned to calm.
She let go of Bai Cang's hand, turned her head to look at him, and whispered, "You guys go out first."
Bai Cang looked at her deeply, kissed her on the forehead, and said in a tender voice: "We are outside."
Fu Ying nodded, and waited until Bai Cang's figure walked away before turning his gaze to Luo Heng who was standing quietly beside him.
The moment he met her eyes, Luo Heng's purple pupils flickered slightly, and the hand hanging by his side suddenly tightened. He seemed a little uneasy, but still said: "No matter what happens, no matter what you want to do, I will help you."
He finished speaking very quickly, and without waiting for Fu Ying to speak, his slender figure left in a panic. His long curly purple hair drew a messy arc of light in the dim cave, and a faint fragrance floated in the air.
Fu Ying looked at his fleeing back, her eyes slightly lowered, and after a moment, she withdrew her gaze.
She walked forward and sat cross-legged beside Wu, clasping her hands on his wrists. His wrists, which used to be strong enough to lift a heavy spear, were now as weak as dead branches.
After a while, Fu Ying let go of his hand, lowered his eyes to look at Wu, then raised his hand to touch the golden and red bird pattern on his waist. The cold pattern was very dim, as if it would disappear at any time.
She pursed her lips, took out a shiny pill, pinched Wu's jaw and put it into his mouth.
However, Wu lost consciousness and even had difficulty swallowing.
She frowned slightly, leaned over and covered his lips, and deftly used the tip of her tongue to push open his tightly closed lips and teeth, slowly pushing the pill in. She felt his Adam's apple roll with difficulty, and her brows relaxed slightly.
She waved her hand, and the familiar bathtub appeared in the cave, the water inside filled with white mist.
During this period of travel, her reserves of spiritual medicine increased greatly, and the reserves of the Orc Continent did not disappoint her.
Fu Ying methodically squeezed the elixir into juice, which dripped drop by drop into the tub. Ripples appeared on the water surface, and a strange fragrance wafted through the air. Luo Heng, standing at the entrance of the cave, twitched her nose, then turned to look at Bai Cang, who was standing at the entrance, only inches away from the cliff, and whispered, "Wu will be fine, right?"
Bai Cang curled his lips and glanced at him lightly, his long silver hair dancing wildly in the wind, but he did not answer.
At this time, a violent airflow rose from the entrance of the cave, and a golden figure broke through the air and turned into a slender figure when it landed.
Yu Li's face was sinister, with terrifying storms surging in his golden eyes. He walked into the cave without saying a word.
Luo Heng frowned and reached out to stop Yu Li: "She is rescuing Wu, don't disturb her."
Yu Li naturally knew who the "she" Luo Heng was referring to. His chest heaved violently, and a few suppressed gasps escaped from his throat. He continued to take deep breaths, and after a moment he finally calmed down his tense emotions.
When I learned what had happened from my tribesmen, it felt as if my chest was torn apart by sharp claws.
He couldn't tell what he was feeling.
But he knew very well that if his brother died like this, the backbone of the Golden Eagle Tribe would be broken.
However, he, as the leader of the Golden Eagle Tribe, did not care when the lives of his people were at stake. Although what he was pursuing was something he thought was more important, the guilt that surged in his blood still made him afraid.
Yu Li exhaled deeply, looked at Luo Heng who had a solemn expression, and then turned to Bai Cang: "Thank you."
The three people present knew exactly what he was thanking them for.
Bai Cang crossed his arms, a half-smile in his amber eyes: "Thank you? That's very polite. In fact, we should be the ones thanking you. You have worked hard to protect us, female, along the way."
He emphasized the ending of his words a little, with a tacit sharpness.
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