Chapter 28: The Witch Favored by the Beast God
Fu Ying didn't care about Xingkong's gaze and went forward to put the herbivore away. Suddenly, he heard Mo Mu shout, "Oh! Medicine! No, I have to go back! Brother Xingkong, can you come with me..."
The next moment, Fu Ying waved his hand, and the half-human-height herbivorous beast on the ground was taken into the space.
Mo Mu's eyes widened as he stared at Fu Ying blankly: "You, what are you doing..."
An extremely shocked expression flashed across Xingkong's face for a moment, and then his expression quickly turned cold. He stared at Fu Ying and said in a low and powerful voice, emphasizing each word: "Are you really a witch?"
The Beast God gave witches some special abilities, allowing them to walk on the Orc Continent, but he had never heard of a witch having multiple abilities. Is this really normal?
Fu Ying raised his eyelids and said lazily, "Yeah, a witch favored by the Beast God, isn't that okay?"
Hearing this, Xingkong froze and stared at Fu Ying for a long while. He put away his initial indifference and asked with a little more seriousness, "Besides controlling rain and the fantasy world, what else can you do?"
Fantasy world? Fu Ying's eyes flickered. The Orc Continent collectively calls the space Fantasy World? That's quite appropriate.
"Can you say that casually?" Fu Ying glanced at him and walked away.
Xingkong seemed to be in high spirits. He hurriedly caught up and said loudly, "If you really want to help Teng, you shouldn't hide it. You know his past. He can't completely trust females!"
Fu Ying simply raised his eyelids slightly, nodded nonchalantly, and said calmly, "Oh, then I'll tell Teng too. What's the point of telling you?"
"You!" Xingkong's face flushed red, and there was anger on his unrestrained face.
At this time, Mo Mu quietly came over and whispered, "Brother Xingkong, I think Sister Huahua is right. This is her own business. Why should she tell us? She used to be a wandering female. She must have protected herself. If she told everything, how could she protect herself?"
Hearing this, Fu Ying looked at Mo Mu in surprise, and then he became smart again.
Veins popped up on Xingkong's forehead, he snorted coldly and stopped talking.
None of the three of them spoke again. They crossed the vast hunting area and returned to the Cangshan tribe. It was already evening. The sky was dark red and the tribe was bustling with activity.
Fu Ying took a look and said, "You guys go ahead, I'll take care of the herbivores."
Spicy diced rabbit and roasted rabbit, but I don’t know what the quality of the rabbit meat from the Orc Continent is like.
Xingkong glanced at her, said nothing, turned around and strode towards the tribe.
Mo Mu looked at Fu Ying, then at the starry sky. After all, "little sisters" were not as important as the male she had her eyes on. She turned around and whispered to Fu Ying, "Sister Huahua, I'll come and play with you when I'm free!"
Fu Ying nodded without comment and went to the river.
The Cangshan tribe has a superior geographical location, close to a small river, which meets the tribe's daily survival needs, which is very good.
Fu Ying sat by the river, holding the rabbit in one hand and a dagger in the other. He cut the rabbit in half in a few strokes, peeled off the skin neatly and completely, and then collected the internal organs.
While Fu Ying was leisurely cleaning the rabbits, a new round of trials began in the tribe.
A bonfire was burning in the tribe, and the members of the Cangshan tribe were sitting around it. The people of the Banshan tribe who had just joined had not yet fully integrated into the tribe, so they could only sit around the periphery and watch the trial of Teng in silence.
Everyone watched quietly, not daring to speak easily, for fear of breaking the tense and solemn atmosphere.
At this time, an older female in a silk robe, the leader of the Cangshan tribe, spoke.
She is not particularly beautiful, but she has a lot of charm that makes people want to look at her a few more times.
She stared straight at Teng, her voice undeniably firm: "Teng, the Beast God has unleashed his wrath again today, and the tribe is now in danger. For the sake of the Cangshan tribe's safety, you should leave."
Teng sat in the corner with his eyebrows lowered, his hair as pale as frost and snow scattered casually on his chest, rising and falling slightly with his occasional breathing, letting people know that he was still alive.
A thick, gloomy aura lingered around him, as if he was shrouded in thick dark clouds, with no trace of daylight visible. His lowered eyes were hidden in the shadows, and his expression could not be seen clearly.
Mo Mu followed Xingkong and heard these words when he just came over.
She immediately jumped out and shouted, "No! Mother, if Brother Ting leaves the tribe, he will become a wandering orc! He, he has no way to protect himself now, he won't survive if he leaves the tribe!"
The female leader frowned and said coldly: "Mo Mu! Where have you been today?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Xingkong next to Mo Mu. Her eyes moved and her expression softened a little: "Xingkong? How come you have time to come to our Cangshan tribe today?"
A young orc with six-star patterns. Making friends with him will only benefit the Cangshan tribe.
Xingkong leaned forward slightly, one arm naturally across his chest, and slowly lowered his head, his movements steady and respectful: "Chief Lan."
Hearing his voice, Teng looked up at him, and his dark green eyes showed some fluctuation.
Xingkong glanced back at him, his gaze fixed on Chief Lan. With a serious expression, he spoke, "Chief Lan, before Teng was persecuted by Fuying, he was the undisputed number one warrior of the Cangshan Tribe. He stood at the forefront of every expansion of the tribe, every battle against foreign enemies!"
"But now, just because he has lost his former fighting prowess and become 'useless', is the Cangshan Tribe going to abandon him? Teng and I have known each other for many years and have a deep friendship. I cannot agree with the tribe's decision."
Lan's face looked a little unhappy after being refuted in public by Xingkong.
She said in a deep voice, "The Beast God has repeatedly unleashed his wrath, and the Cangshan Tribe cannot bear it!"
Xingkong frowned: "Earth dragons turning over happens occasionally, how can you put all the blame on Teng?"
Lan snorted coldly, forced a scornful smile, and spoke firmly and forcefully, "Ever since the Oasis Tribe was destroyed, the Cangshan Tribe has been plagued by constant disasters and setbacks. This is the prophecy that the Beast God has long ago delivered! The facts are before your eyes, and you can't help but believe it!"
Xingkong's voice was also deep, with a hint of subtle sarcasm.
"Really? Wasn't it Chief Lan and Chief Moshan who jointly decided to attack the Oasis Tribe? Now that something's wrong, they're going to put the blame on Teng? What a clever plan!"
"You!" Lan He had never been ridiculed like this before, and he was very angry for a moment.
This starry sky, relying on the fact that he is a six-star pterosaur orc, dares to ignore everyone!
Mo Yan stood quietly behind the crowd, his posture as straight as a pine tree. He cast a few inconspicuous glances at the Teng in the corner, his slender eyes slightly narrowed, with a cold and sinister light flashing in his eyes.
The totem sacrifice was saved last night, and the decision to expel him from the tribe was protected today.
Could it be that Teng is really protected by the Beast God?
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