Chapter 74: Males are not safe outside either
Fu Ying followed the vague GPS location and searched along the way until he crossed five snow-capped mountains. It was dark, but he still hadn't found Qinglan. When he was about to doubt the accuracy of the contract pattern, he arrived at a tribe.
Clusters of flickering bonfires illuminate this nomadic tribe consisting of animal skin tents.
Fu Ying half narrowed his eyes. Judging from the tribal totem, this should be the yak tribe.
So, Qinglan risked his life to come here to investigate?
But soon, Fu Ying found out that she had misunderstood. Qinglan was not that reckless and he was really caught.
In the animal skin tent.
Mi Duo weighed the stick in her hand and looked at Qinglan, who was covered in blood. She laughed so hard that she fell backwards and laughed uncontrollably: "Who would have thought that the high and mighty Snow Leopard Qinglan would have such an embarrassing day."
Qinglan's eyes were empty, blood was oozing from his lips, and his expression remained cold.
"I asked you to form a bond with me, but you refused and chose a vicious female like Fu Ying!"
"Qinglan, you've fallen to this point today, that's retribution!"
"You are so lucky that you can survive even if the snow dragon turns over."
Mi Duo's eyes swept across Qinglan's face, she tore off the animal skin on his body, looked at the red fox mark on his neck, raised her hand and touched it gently, a morbid smile on her face.
Qinglan finally frowned, and said in a disembodied voice, "Don't touch me."
"No, touch you?" Mi Duo smiled even more happily.
"Once you fall into my hands, what can't I do?" Mi Duo chuckled and pinched Qinglan's chin.
"Although you're such a mess right now, and you can't even maintain your beast form..." Mi Duo said, then suddenly paused. She pinched Qinglan's jaw and forced him to look up, with a greedy glint in her eyes. "But this face is still beautiful. No wonder Fu Ying is so infatuated with you."
At this time, the animal skin tent was opened, and a tall and strong male, who was about two meters and five meters tall in human form, walked in. His ferocious face suddenly softened when he saw Mi Duo.
Ye Yak handed over the barbecue in his hand: "Duo'er, would you like something to eat?"
Mi Duo frowned, knocked over the barbecue, and shouted, "Get out!"
A trace of sadness flashed across Ye Yak's eyes, but it disappeared in a flash.
He half squatted down, picked up the barbecue on the ground, wiped the dust off the meat with his rough fingers, swallowed it whole, and his eyes lingered on Qinglan's pale face for a moment.
"I'm guarding outside." Ye Yak's voice was low, but gentle when he spoke to Mi Duo: "Be careful, don't let him hurt you. Call me if anything happens!"
After saying that, he turned and walked out of the animal-skin tent, standing guard outside like an iron tower.
The tent became quiet.
A faint smile appeared on Mi Duo's lips. She hooked her fur skirt with her fingertips and pulled it gently, exposing her wheat-colored skin to the air.
She took a step forward, her fingers already touching the animal skin around Qinglan's waist.
Qinglan's body, which was imprisoned by vines, suddenly tensed up, and the bone ornaments on the ends of her hair made a harsh clash sound.
"Don't touch me." His clear and pleasant voice was full of irritability and a hint of hostility. The corners of his hollow eyes turned slightly red because of anger, and he looked like a ferocious beast that was forced into a desperate situation.
Mi Duo's fingertips hovered in the air, admiring his taut jawline with interest.
"You have such a hot temper." Mi Duo chuckled, and her warm breath brushed across the wounds on his body.
Suddenly, her face darkened, and she suddenly grabbed Qinglan's scattered long hair, forcing him to raise his chin: "You'd better be as passionate as this later, don't disturb my interest."
Suddenly, the heavy buzzing sound of yaks was heard outside the tent.
Mido subconsciously turned her head to look over, and saw a gust of wind had blown into the tent, stirring up a wave of snow.
"ah--"
Mi Duo was whipped and rolled out.
A strand of flaxen hair broke along with the bone ornament and fell to the ground with a crackling sound.
Qinglan panted and turned his head, and the red fox mark on his neck began to heat up.
A familiar, charming voice rang out: "These days, males have to protect themselves well when they're out there."
Fu Ying walked into the tent slowly, glanced at the disheveled Qing Lan, and raised her red lips in a dangerous arc: "Look at this poor thing, if I had come a step later... wouldn't you..."
Qinglan's lips were stretched into a pale straight line, and he suddenly felt the vines that bound his limbs breaking into pieces.
The next moment, under a soft animal skin hood, the soft fur brushed against the whip marks on his body that were still bleeding, causing a slight shudder, and he clenched his teeth in pain.
Qinglan subconsciously grasped the edge of the animal hide, his white-knuckled fingers sinking into the fur.
Fu Ying turned and walked towards Mi Duo with slow steps and a faint smile on his face.
Mi Duo covered the bleeding whip marks and stared at Fu Ying, her face turning pale: "Fu... Fu Ying?"
Fu Ying tilted her head, her narrow, fox-like eyes filled with coldness. Her charming voice was like the cold wind of December, and she dragged her tail as she said, "Didn't your parents teach you not to touch other people's things?"
"I..." Mi Duo's lips trembled and her body shook like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind.
Fu Ying's fingertips climbed up Mi Duo's neck and whispered softly, "I warned you, why didn't you listen..."
“Crack—”
With a very light crisp sound, Mido's head tilted strangely.
Fu Ying slowly withdrew his hand, letting Mi Duo's body fall limply to the ground. Her limbs were still twitching, and her calves kicked the bone ornaments on the ground, causing another crisp collision.
Fu Ying stared at the bone ornament for a few seconds, then turned to look at Qing Lan and curled his lips: "Let's go home."
The words "go home" pierced into Qinglan's ears, making his fingertips even stiffer. Just as he was about to move, a pair of slender hands took the animal skin from his body and draped it over him with not-so-gentle movements: "Alright!"
After leaving the animal skin tent, Fu Ying saw yak orcs surrounding him.
At the door of the tent, the wild yak lay limply on the ground with its pupils dilated.
He formed a pact with Mido, but the latter died, and he was unable to survive the backlash of the Beast God Contract.
Of course, he is not innocent either.
As Qinglan stepped out of the tent, his waist suddenly felt tight.
Fu Ying's slender arms wrapped around him and pulled him into her arms.
She had a faint, cool fragrance on her body, and her fingertips left a scorching warmth on his waist through the animal skin.
"Hold tight."
She whispered in his ear, her warm breath causing a slight shiver to emanate from the tip of his ear.
Before Qinglan could react, he felt a sense of weightlessness.
Fu Ying held him and jumped up, the night wind whistling past his ears.
Qinglan subconsciously reached out his hand, his knuckles brushing against her slightly bulging belly, and suddenly froze.
The roar of the yak orcs came from below, and Fu Ying's charming laughter spread in the whistling wind.
After an unknown amount of time, Qinglan finally stepped on solid ground.
He staggered half a step, Fuying's hand still firmly on his waist, as if he had expected him to have such a reaction. After all, he was a snow leopard and should not have had any experience of flying high in the sky.
"Okay, now that we're home, I won't see you off."
"I'll come back after I find the eye. The Frost Plains Tribe is free of the plague, and the yak orcs are no match for you snow leopard orcs. Don't worry too much."
After Fu Ying finished speaking, he stuffed a box into Qinglan's hand.
"The transaction is always valid."
"I'm leaving."
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