Chapter 21 Heavy Sorrow
Hearing this, Mo Yan's slender eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes became much deeper.
Fu Ying gently hooked the almost transparent silk thread with his fingertips, with a bit of casualness in his movements.
She raised her eyes and glanced coldly at the mysterious man. Her voice was charming but also revealed an unquestionable firmness: "I have said it before, the Beast God protects the entire Orc Continent. With compassion in his heart, how could he kill innocent people? Sacrificing living people is such a cruel and inhumane act, how could the Beast God sit idly by and watch?!"
At this point, she raised her head slightly, her whole body filled with awe-inspiring power. "No matter who is on the altar today, as the Beast God's messenger, I will definitely save them! This is my mission!"
After saying some embarrassing lines, Fu Ying left the altar pulling the silk thread.
The mysterious man frowned, but did not stop her. Instead, he looked at Mo Yan, who had been staring at the direction Fu Ying left: "Isn't she a witch from the Banshan tribe?"
Mo Yan's eyes were dark, and he shook his head: "She is just a wandering female without a tribe, who has just joined the Banshan tribe. I just didn't expect that she would be a witch."
The mysterious man's eyes were sharp: "We must find out!"
Mo Yan nodded slightly: "I understand."
The mysterious man spoke in a slightly slower tone, raised his hand and patted Mo Yan's shoulder: "Although the totem sacrifice failed, you brought people from the Banshan tribe, which greatly increased the strength of our Cangshan tribe. It's a good thing!"
Mo Yan pursed his lips and said nothing. He turned his head to look in the direction where Fu Ying left, half-closed his eyes.
Now, he has a new goal, an interesting one.
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Fu Ying pulled the silk thread and followed Teng all the way to a cave.
The cave is at the very edge of the tribe. The weeds are overgrown at the entrance, as if it has been abandoned for a long time. It is even neglected. There are dung beetles pushing dung balls and crawling slowly through the grass. The stench complements the dilapidated scene around it, showing the desolation and decay of this place.
Such a harsh living environment is hard to connect with the identity of "the son of the noble tribal leader" mentioned by the mysterious people.
It is not difficult to imagine that when Teng returned from the oasis tribe, his status must have plummeted.
The once most powerful warrior in Beishan has now fallen to the point of having to live here.
Fu Ying cursed the original owner inwardly for his evil deeds, and pushed aside the weeds to enter the cave.
As I stepped into the cave, a cold and damp breath hit me in the face, instantly enveloping my whole body.
The inside of the cave was pitch black, and one couldn't see one's hand in front of one's face, as if swallowed by endless darkness. Only the "tick-tick" sound of water coming from the depths echoed in the silence, adding a bit of eerie chill.
Fu Ying lowered his eyes slightly, his gaze hidden in the shadows, and walked steadily towards the depths of the cave.
The cave was winding, deep and long. She walked for a long time before she stopped.
In the most hidden corner, there was a skinny figure curled up, it was the Teng.
Fu Ying stepped forward, but the movement did not disturb Teng. When he got closer, he found that he had lost consciousness.
"Teng?" Fu Ying called out.
Teng's whole body was shaking violently and uncontrollably, and he didn't respond.
His eyes were tightly closed, his cracked lips slightly opened and closed, and even in a coma, he was mumbling something, looking helpless and in pain.
"Fuying, die... cramps... chewing bones... a horrible death..."
Fu Ying's mouth twitched. To be honest, contact with the Teng was life-threatening. She had to hide the identity of "Fu Ying" and complete the task quietly.
She sighed and reached out to touch Teng's forehead, which was burning hot.
Teng lost his beast crystal and his star pattern was broken. His situation was even worse than Danyue's. His hair had begun to turn white from the ends, which was a sign of his fading lifespan.
Fu Ying frowned and was about to reach out to embrace Teng in his arms, when suddenly, something strange happened!
The originally unconscious Teng suddenly opened his eyes as if he had sensed a fatal threat.
His dark green eyes were full of ferocity. Almost the moment he opened his eyes, his hand shot out like lightning, with murderous intent, and he grabbed Fu Ying's neck fiercely, as if he wanted to kill her!
Fu Ying grabbed Teng's hand. He was full of murderous intent, but his strength was not very great.
"Be good, you need treatment." Fu Ying pressed Teng against the cold wall, her charming voice carrying a hint of soothing.
However, her comforting actions obviously had no effect.
"Die!" Veins bulged on Teng's forehead, and his dark green eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Fu Ying had a headache. After a moment of stalemate, she turned her wrist, and her palm instantly tightened like a knife. With unquestionable decisiveness, she chopped towards the back of Teng's neck.
His eyebrows were twisted into the shape of the Chinese character "川", a trace of pain flashed across his face, and then he closed his eyes and fainted.
Fu Ying blew on his palm and said without any patience: "I told you to be good."
She is not a delicate female, she has plenty of strength and means!
As soon as Teng Yi fainted, Fu Ying no longer hesitated and skillfully peeled off the dirty animal skin from his body.
The animal skin was casually thrown on the ground, instantly raising a small cloud of very thick dust.
But then, Fu Ying froze in place, staring at Teng, unable to recover for a long time.
Her eyes were completely stunned, as if they were frozen, and her heart felt like it was being weighed down by a huge rock.
Recalling the time when she faced Danyue, she still had pity and admiration in her heart, but now looking at the naked and scarred Teng in front of her, the complex emotions completely dissipated, leaving only the deep and inextricable sadness.
This kind of sorrow is so heavy that it makes people breathless.
His skinny body was covered with scars, almost covering every corner of his body. Some of them had rotted and festered, and there were even maggots in the inaccessible parts of his back.
The maggots were gnawing at his flesh, blood, and bones every moment. It was not difficult to imagine that this bone-eating pain was like a sharp steel knife, scratching his nerves all the time, making him suffer excruciating pain.
Among the horrific wounds all over Teng's body, the one on his heart was the most fatal.
There was a thumb-sized wound on his chest. Although the wound was not large, it looked like a dark hole that went straight through his heart.
What was strange was that there were strands of lightning slowly flowing out of the wound.
These lightning flashes were no longer as dazzling as before, but had become extremely thin and weak, like a candle in the wind, which could be completely extinguished at any time, as if silently announcing that his life was in danger.
And these are all from the original trunk.
Fu Ying pursed her lips, not even knowing how to touch him. Even though she had experienced countless small worlds and seen many male protagonists with tragic fates, Teng still made her feel pity.
She waved her hand, and the dark cave began to glow with fluorescent light, becoming much cleaner and tidier.
A huge bathtub suddenly appeared, and Fu Ying used a "rain-praying talisman" again. Rainwater poured into the bathtub, and then the fireball burned and heated it through the bathtub. The series of actions were smooth and flowing.
After doing all this, Fu Ying clapped his hands, took out the medicinal herbs from the space, and put them into the bathtub one by one according to the proportion. Soon, the medicinal herbs melted, and the water in the bathtub turned emerald green, emitting a fresh and pleasant smell.
Teng's body was severely damaged and could not withstand the strong and overbearing power of the elixir, so he could only proceed step by step and start with a medicinal bath.
However, there are not many medicinal herbs left.
Fu Ying frowned, wondering if there were any herbs with similar medicinal properties in the Orc Continent.
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