Chapter 20: Witch? She can be one too!
Mo Yan reached out and touched the rain off his face. When he looked up at Fu Ying, his eyes changed.
If he still had doubts in his heart, suspecting that the person who teased him last night was not the female in front of him, then after she displayed her witch powers, it was completely clear to him that it was her!
A wizard who can both become invisible and bring rain, his dual abilities are truly unbelievable.
Mo Yan wasn't the only one. The mysterious man wearing a snake-head mask on the altar also changed his expression when he saw the extinguished torch. He looked at Fu Ying gravely and said coldly, "Are you a witch from the Banshan tribe?"
"No, I don't belong to any tribe. I am a free witch!"
Fuying raised his chin slightly. Although he didn't look good, his temperament was noble and unrestrained.
She walked past the kneeling orcs and headed towards the altar.
Mo Yan's face darkened. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the witch on the altar walking towards Fu Ying. He fell silent, but his hands clenched slightly. This strange female from the Banshan tribe was quite capable and could be used. If she was killed by the witch, she would have no value at all. Should he protect her?
Just as Mo Yan was thinking, a faint green fluorescence suddenly emerged from the palm of the mysterious man's palm, like a ghost fire, with a cold chill, like a ferocious claw shadow, grabbing towards Fu Ying's head.
Fu Ying narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
She clenched her five fingers into fists in an instant and slammed directly towards the mysterious man's chest. In an instant, a vast and surging momentum erupted with Fu Ying as the center, and the surrounding air shook!
The two men's palms and fists collided with each other, and there was a dull "bang" sound, as if thunder had exploded out of nowhere.
The next moment, the veins on the side of the mysterious man's neck bulged slightly, and he took half a step back uncontrollably!
The downpour gradually subsided, and even the sound of the wind seemed to have stopped. No one around dared to move.
Mo Yan was slightly startled, his gaze shifting as he looked at Fu Ying. How could a female, a female without a star pattern, even if she was a witch, possess such power? Even Gui wasn't her match?
Fu Ying raised his chin slightly and snorted, "I've already said it, I'm the Beast God's Messenger."
She is willing to keep a low profile because she has not yet figured out the basic power system of the Orc Continent, but she has no intention of being cowardly. If someone bullies her, as long as it does not affect her ability to complete the task, hehe, she will beat them up first!
Thinking of this, Fu Ying glanced at Mo Yan, who had a shocked face, and smiled at him.
If this wasn't the Cangshan tribe, we would still have to worry about the Teng, and skinning him would be what we did today!
Mo Yan's pupils shrank, and the contempt on his face disappeared, instead a hint of interest appeared on his face.
He slowly stood up, the corners of his mouth raised, showing Fu Ying a meaningful smile, and said: "I underestimated you. Once you join the Cangshan tribe, it will only be a matter of time before you dominate Beishan!"
After he finished speaking, he leaned forward slightly, his posture somewhat probing, and asked softly, "Little female, what is your name? Which tribe of orcs are you from?"
The Cangshan tribe is very famous in Beishan and is well-informed, but they have never heard of a witch with dual powers. Could it be that this little female in front of them is from outside Beishan?
Thinking of this, a hint of vigilance flashed in Mo Yan's eyes.
He had only heard of the world outside Beishan, but had never been there. This was because Beishan was a bitter and cold place where people were trapped by the Beast God. If they wanted to leave, they could only cross the triangular sea, which was full of dangers.
"What's it to you?" Fu Ying rolled his eyes, too lazy to pay attention to this two-faced guy.
Mo Yan's face darkened, and he could hardly maintain his disguised gentleness, with sinister eyes rolling in his eyes.
Fu Ying didn't care at all, but looked up at the Teng tied to the stone pillar.
From beginning to end, his lips were tightly closed, and only a few curses filled with hatred came out.
Even though he was lucky enough to escape death because of her, something went wrong in the totem sacrifice, his green eyes were still as poisoned as ever, with a murderous aura surging and no sign of easing.
Fu Ying looked at Teng, his eyes slightly deep.
She chose to expose her strength, firstly, to intimidate the many orcs of the Cangshan tribe, and secondly, to capture Teng.
The beast husband of the snake clan, one of the male protagonists, wants to change the result of his extinction, so he needs to resolve the resentment in his heart and reshape the beast crystal. But she heard the curse just now clearly. If she dares to approach Teng under the identity of Fu Ying, perhaps there will be no need for any strategy, Teng will die with her. This is a dead end.
It just so happened that she now had the identity of "Huahua" and saved him like a savior. How could a normal person not be grateful?
The first step of the strategy starts now!
The way males treat females is the same as how men treat women. It starts with gratitude, then turns to liking, then to deep love, and then naturally a baby comes along, making everyone happy!
Moreover, Fu Ying is not a witch. No matter how much doubt Teng has, he will not believe that the evil woman who persecuted him is Huahua in front of him!
Fu Ying silently praised herself for her cleverness.
Thinking of this, Fu Ying did not delay any longer.
She snapped her fingers, and a sharp streak of light streaked across the night sky, easily cutting the rope that bound the snake.
The snake rolled down from the stone pillar. At the critical moment, Fu Ying's eyes suddenly lit up. He tapped his feet lightly and shot out like a flash of lightning. His movements were smooth and flowing, and he caught the snake steadily in his arms.
Looking at her figure, she is obviously thin and small, but she can lift up the nearly two-meter-tall Teng without any effort.
This might be related to his thinness. When he actually touched it, Fu Ying found that the Teng in his arms did not have the strength of an adult male. Perhaps it was because the star pattern was broken, the whole person was skinny.
She frowned slightly and even considered it.
A faint light flickered in Teng's dark green eyes, and he stared at Fu Ying without blinking.
But when Fu Ying weighed him, his whole body tensed up, and he exerted force with his arms, violently shaking her hand away.
Immediately afterwards, Teng's knees softened and he fell heavily to the ground, his knees colliding with a dull sound.
He clenched his teeth, looked disheveled, and his face was slightly distorted by the suppressed emotions. Even though he was rescued by Fu Ying, he was too stingy to utter a word of gratitude, let alone communicate with his fellow tribesmen.
Teng staggered, his steps unsteady, like a body with its soul taken away. He stumbled away from the altar and soon disappeared into the night, leaving behind only a lonely and cold figure.
With his departure, the totem sacrifice would become even more impossible to continue.
The orcs kneeling around the altar were whispering to each other, looking angry but unable to speak.
The Teng was released and the totem sacrifice was suddenly terminated. What if the beast god gets angry again?
The mysterious man put his hand over his chest which was in unbearable pain, and his heavy breathing sounded like the pulling of an old bellows.
He slowly raised his head, his gaze like a knife piercing Fu Ying. He gritted his teeth and said, "In revenge, Teng led the Cangshan tribe to massacre the Oasis tribe. Even the witches were slaughtered. The Beast God was furious and brought punishment upon the entire Beishan. Why did you save him? What is your relationship with Teng?"
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