Chapter 14 He was so angry that he laughed
"Hunting game?" Fu Ying snorted inwardly, full of sarcasm.
Recalling the confrontation with Mo Yan last night, she teased him. Now it seemed that Mo Yan obviously regarded himself as the hunter who controlled life and death in the hunting ground, and regarded her as the fleeing prey.
Last night he said that he would let the people of Cangshan tribe come to collect offerings, but today he came in person, looking very aggressive, and gave the people of Banshan tribe a show of force as soon as he appeared.
It was obvious that Mo Yan was coming for her, haha.
Fu Ying secretly complained in his heart with a sneer on his face.
Sang Jie was full of doubts, with a look of deep confusion in her eyes. She stared at Mo Yan closely. She really couldn't understand his series of inexplicable actions today. First, he destroyed her mulberry tree, and then came to ask for offerings in person. What did he mean?
However, now is not the time to think about these things.
She frowned, turned her head to glance at the gloomy leader, approached Mo Yan, and whispered, "Didn't you say you would take the offering and leave? If we torment the people of the Banshan tribe like this, I'm afraid it will cause resistance."
Mo Yan didn't even give Sang Jie a glance. There was no expression on his cold face, and a sinister glint flashed in his slender eyes.
He opened his thin lips slightly, and his voice was cold and heavy, with an irresistible commanding tone: "Scatter!"
Mo Yan's voice seemed to be wrapped in an invisible force, echoing in the air.
Sang Jie was dissatisfied, but she also knew Mo Yan's temper, so she pursed her lips and said nothing.
When the orcs below heard Mo Yan's order, they all showed ugly expressions on their faces.
They are orcs from the Banshan tribe, why should they listen to him?
Everyone exchanged glances quietly, and in an instant, helplessness surged into their eyes like a tide.
Not obeying his orders... They subconsciously turned their gaze slowly towards the "mountain" that had gradually become motionless, and felt a chill running from the soles of their feet straight up into their hearts.
Then they looked at the gloomy leader and the silent witch and felt despair.
Everyone could only suppress their frustration, move their feet reluctantly, and disperse one after another.
There was a depressing atmosphere around, like the calm before the storm.
The people brought by Mo Yan acted quickly and surrounded the area in the blink of an eye.
Lushan's eyes were full of fear, and he looked at Fuying repeatedly like a frightened bird.
She was feeling very nervous, and had a vague feeling that today's events were related to Fu Ying. Could it be that the people of Cangshan tribe had guessed that Fu Ying was hiding in Banshan tribe?
Just as he was thinking this, Mo Yan in front of him suddenly flashed and turned into a majestic red python.
The giant python had a huge body, with a thick waist arched high, a triangular head that was cold and fierce, and its copper-bell-like vertical pupils stared straight at every orc present.
Mo Yan's snake tongue kept moving in and out, making a creepy "hissing" sound.
Then, its huge body began to move flexibly among the orcs. Wherever it passed, the ground trembled slightly, bringing up a whistling wind. The orcs all turned pale and dared not breathe.
In the vast territory of the Orc Continent, the reputation of the Snake Tribe is notorious.
Its habits are sinister and cunning, and its style of doing things is eccentric and cruel, which makes many orc tribes tremble with fear.
Especially this time, the oasis tribe was completely slaughtered, but it was all done by the Cangshan tribe, and the smell of blood did not dissipate for several days.
A six-star snake warrior, leading a group of tribesmen, would find it easier to deal with their Half Mountain Tribe than the Oasis Tribe.
Fu Ying stood in the corner and glanced at Mo Yan out of the corner of his eye.
His scarlet body was strong and powerful, emitting a chilling aura. His cold vertical pupils revealed a fierceness, and his snake tongue moved in and out at an extremely fast frequency, with the forked tip flashing with a strange cold light.
So, he was trying to capture the orc's scent to find her?
Fu Ying pondered secretly in his heart, and a smile flashed across his eyes with a bit of cunning.
She calmly turned slightly to the side, and flicked her fingertips hidden in her sleeves lightly. A round black marble followed her movement and rolled forward.
But in the blink of an eye, there was a "bang" and bursts of black smoke swept out.
Almost at the same time, a disgusting stench quickly spread from the explosion point.
The stench was like a mixture of rotten meat and feces, and it was extremely unpleasant.
"Camouflage bullets" are products developed in the doomsday world, used to disguise the smell and blend into the zombie group.
A clear and intense disgust suddenly flashed across Mo Yan's blood-red snake eyes. He looked offended, and then he laughed out of anger.
In a moment, his snake pupils flickered and he revealed an extremely cold smile.
It seems I found the right person, he is here.
This smile slowly emerged on Mo Yan's twisted triangular snake head, looking particularly weird.
Fu Ying happened to catch a glimpse of it, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily. So, the beast form of Teng is also like this?
The stench surged like a raging tide, and the orcs were coughing violently and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.
Mo Yan's huge snake body was particularly eye-catching in the crowd, and he stood firmly in place.
Despite the chaos surrounding him, he remained steady as a rock, his eyes as sharp as torches. His piercing gaze penetrated the layers of smoke and the panicked crowd, searching carefully in the mess.
He was extremely certain that the person who played a trick on him last night was hiding here!
"Who did this?!" Sang Jie covered her mouth and nose tightly. The stench around her almost suffocated her, but even so, the disgusting smell continued to penetrate into her nostrils.
Her pale face flushed crimson, and the veins in her neck bulged slightly with anger.
The next moment, Sang Jie's gaze was like a sharp lightning, instantly penetrating the chaotic crowd and firmly fixed on Fu Ying.
She knew the temperaments of the orcs in the Banshan tribe very well. Under the deterrent power of Mo Yan's six-star pattern strength, no orc in the tribe dared to move.
But this female was different, she was completely unfamiliar.
In this chaotic moment, the suspicion of this strange female naturally surfaced.
Sang Jie was convinced that this sudden change was related to Fu Ying.
"It's you!" Sang Jie walked down from the platform and stared at Fu Ying coldly.
Hearing this, Mo Yan's snake eyes also fell on Fu Ying.
A female.
An ugly female.
Mo Yan meandered to Fu Ying, half-bent his high waist, staring at her with his huge triangular head, his snake tongue detecting the subtle smells in the air.
Fu Ying blinked and looked at Mo Yan and Sang Jie innocently: "Wu, what is me? I don't understand."
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