Chapter 41: Fox Clan, Bai Cang
beauty?
This was Fu Ying’s first reaction after hearing the sound.
She half-closed her eyes and turned to look at the person who came. When she saw him, the corners of her eyebrows twitched slightly.
He has an upright posture and long limbs, with a snow-white animal skin casually wrapped around his waist. Every exposed muscle texture silently speaks of strength and wildness.
He stood alone, exuding a dangerous and deadly attraction that made people look forward to seeing what he would look like.
However, when I looked up, I felt a chill. It was a face that had changed color horribly.
How to describe it?
A face that looked like a defective product cursed by disaster.
There was no skin on his face, and his muscles and blood vessels were exposed, giving it a horrifying texture.
His facial features seemed to have been manipulated by a pair of invisible giant hands, distorted beyond recognition. His eyes were empty and his cheeks were covered with crisscrossing cracks, like land that had been extremely dry and cracked.
It is also like broken porcelain, each crack tells a story of a tragic past.
Fu Ying shuddered, not because she was afraid, but because the long-lost memories of the original owner began to attack her.
The original owner had seven beastly husbands. The first one was a native of the oasis tribe. The two grew up together and had a deep relationship. The original owner formed a pact with him as soon as she came of age. Unfortunately, she became abnormal from then on.
On the day of the contract, she also used the black grass, and when the beast husband fainted, she peeled off his face with a bone knife.
Why?
Because the beast husband was so handsome, his face looked like a showpiece carefully carved by Nuwa.
The original owner was both happy and jealous, so she peeled off the beastly husband's face.
However, the beast husband was a member of the Oasis Tribe after all, and the original owner knew that this behavior would be despised and criticized by the tribe members. On the night of the contract, after completing the evil act of skinning, he threw the man directly onto the Thorn Cliff and had no intention of letting him live.
Fu Ying's fingertips curled up quietly as he looked at the person in front of him, not knowing how to treat him.
Fox clan, Bai Cang.
He saw Fu Ying staring at him straight, his whole body frozen in place, with the corners of his mouth slowly curling up. Because he had no skin, the smile looked eerie and creepy no matter how you looked at it.
He walked slowly and approached Fuying.
When he got closer, he leaned forward slightly and stretched out his hand. His fingers seemed like they were carved from white jade, delicate and almost perfect. But at this moment, these hands seemed to carry a deadly threat. He gently stroked Fu Ying's hair, his movements gentle. In the dead silence, he said softly, "Are you scared?"
Fu Ying stared at Bai Cang in a daze. In the plot, Bai Cang was like a lonely figure completely forgotten by fate. All the details about him came from the original owner's memory. He was a beastly husband who had never appeared from beginning to end.
But there is no doubt that his experience was equally tragic and pitiful.
"Feng... Leader Fengyin, she's a female who just fell from the Thorn Cliff. She's not very smart and doesn't know what's going on. Please be magnanimous and don't bother with her! We came here this time because we have something to ask of you!"
Seeing that Fu Ying was in danger, Mao Qi gritted his teeth, hurried forward, and spoke in a panicked tone.
“…Feng Yin?” Fu Ying was stunned and stared at him for a moment. Isn’t it Bai Cang?
However, a name doesn't mean anything. Maybe he hated the memories of the past and changed his name?
Feng Yin put down his hand, his hollow eyes seemed to be out of focus: "Thorny Cliff, the female who fell?"
His lingering voice now turned cold, revealing a hint of disgust.
Mao Qi's heart skipped a beat, and he carefully pulled Fu Ying, telling her to be alert and not cause trouble.
Fu Ying came back to his senses, suppressed all his emotions, and said calmly: "I want to correct you, I didn't fall, I jumped down from the Thorn Cliff, looking for the beast crystal. Chief Fengyin, the five-star lightning beast crystal in your hand belongs to my beast husband. I wonder if we can make a deal?"
Hearing this, Feng Yinsi chuckled softly, crossed his arms, leaned over and stared at her, and said with a curled lip, "Jumping off the Thorn Cliff for the beast husband's beast crystal? Little female, do you think I believe it? And with your appearance, how could a beastman with a five-star pattern mutant beast crystal be willing to form a bond with you?"
"It doesn't matter whether the leader believes it or not. As long as the beast crystal is in your hands, we have room for negotiation."
"Herbs, food, animal cores, whatever you want, I can give it to you."
The cool evening breeze lifted Fu Ying's hair. She looked calm and her eyes were full of composure.
Feng Yin seemed stunned for a moment, then he lowered his head to glance at her with a sarcastic look, and his pleasant voice that made people's ears numb was full of coldness: "Unfortunately, I don't lack any of these."
Fu Ying was not discouraged. He pondered for a moment, then looked up at Feng Yin and said, "Can I treat your face?"
The seven beastly husbands all had their own bad luck, but to be honest, the Bai in front of him... Oh no, the Feng Yin in front of him might be the easiest to treat.
His star pattern was not broken, but he became a fallen orc due to disfigurement, betrayal and other reasons.
She couldn't help him get over his emotional problems at the moment, but she could definitely heal his face.
"What did you say?" Feng Yin seemed to have his reverse scale touched. His empty eyes grabbed her, and a chilling sense of oppression surged around him. He was so indifferent that it was as if he was looking at a pile of dead things.
Mao Qi was so scared that cold sweat broke out on his back, and he forgot to tell the little female.
The leader of the Fengyin tribe, he has an extremely strange and twisted temperament.
He was extremely disgusted by people looking directly at him, and he also hated people who were better looking than him. But when he looked around, anyone he picked out from the orc tribe was better looking than him!
Therefore, any orc who wants to join the Fengyin tribe has only two options.
Either they had to destroy their own faces with their own hands and appear disfigured to please the leader; or they had to be born ugly orcs to successfully enter the Fengyin tribe.
Over time, this became a well-known characteristic of the Fengyin tribe.
The little female has really committed a taboo!
Mao Qi was extremely anxious, but Fu Ying tilted his head and looked straight at Feng Yin: "I am a witch."
As soon as the words fell, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and then the orcs began to talk among themselves, looking at Fu Ying with even more surprise. They had all seen females, but there had never been a witch under the Thorn Cliff.
"Witch?" Feng Yin's expression paused slightly, as if he had thought of something, with a gloomy look between his brows.
Fu Ying's eyelids twitched, knowing that he was thinking of the original owner's beast mother, the witch of the Oasis Tribe. Her ability was healing, and Feng Yin knew it.
Fu Ying coughed lightly, interrupting Feng Yin's recollection: "Yes, I am a witch, I can heal you!"
Feng Yin raised his hand, brushed his face with his slender fingers, and sneered, "Can I heal like this?"
"Yes!" Fu Ying answered in a resounding voice.
The Jade Skin Reshaping Cream has powerful repairing abilities. It can penetrate the bottom layer of the skin, promote cell regeneration, and reshape the skin. It is very powerful, but... it is not a legitimate elixir, but a banned drug.
"Okay!" Feng Yin chuckled, with a gentle curve at the corner of his lips.
"I'll give you this chance, but if you can't satisfy me, little female, I'll take your face." Feng Yin's voice was not loud, but every word he said was meaningful and contained a threat.
After saying that, Feng Yin glanced at Fu Ying nonchalantly and added dully, "Although your face really doesn't arouse any interest."
When Mao Qi heard this, a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he looked at Fu Ying with a look full of worry.
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