Chapter 79 I Seem to See You Crying
Outside the cave, heavy rain was pouring down and lightning was striking, illuminating the dark clouds swirling between Teng's eyebrows.
Fu Ying curled up in the quilt, blinked innocently, and ignored Teng's ridicule. Instead, she covered her mouth exaggeratedly and said in a rather pretentious manner: "I seemed to see you crying yesterday."
She is in a bad mood today, but who was the one who was holding her covered in blood and screaming like crazy yesterday?
Teng's fingertips suddenly stopped, and his joints turned white.
He clenched his teeth, his facial muscles twitched slightly, and the smell of rust spread between his teeth.
The moment she was dying, vomiting blood and fainting, his mind went blank. At that moment, he forgot all about the Beast God Contract and the contract patterns.
He remembered how he trembled as he picked up her body, which was as light as a piece of paper. The smell of blood rushed into his nostrils. At that moment, he felt severe pain all over his body, which was far more painful than when the beast crystal was dug out!
He suddenly realized that the hatred that gnawed at his heart day and night, the blood debt that he vowed to take, were simply ridiculous and not worth mentioning in the face of her blood-stained lips and weak breathing.
Teng's face was terribly gloomy, and a mixture of emotions surged in his eyes.
Bai Cang, who was standing by, had already turned around and left the cave when Teng had a mental breakdown.
He and Teng are both males supporting the female pillars. At times like this, it is time to give them some time alone.
He believed that even though he was once full of hatred, he now felt the same as him, both wanted her to live well and not hurt her.
Fu Ying called out softly, "Teng? Okay, I won't say anything about you..."
The next moment, Teng suddenly pinched her chin, and his pale fingertips roughly rolled over the corners of her swollen lips, but when he touched the warmth between her lips, he suddenly eased his strength.
"Fu Ying..." His voice was broken and trembling, almost out of tune. A dark tide of almost pain surged in his dark green eyes: "I don't care about the past and won't ask again, but you can't abandon me again!"
"If you dare to do that again... I will swallow you whole and let us die together!"
Teng pressed her down on the bed, his sharp fangs grazed her slightly throbbing neck, and the sinister ending tone gradually disappeared in the intertwined breaths of the two.
The heavy rain outside the cave drowned out the suppressed sobs in his throat.
"Don't abandon me again..."
Fu Ying met his paranoid and fragile gaze, her long eyelashes brushing across his eyes, softly sighing, "Do you forgive me, then?"
Before she could finish her words, she was drowned in his lingering kiss.
Fu Ying responded to Teng's kiss, which was obviously passionate and scorching, but in her beautiful eyes, where he couldn't see, there was a clarity and calmness that was none of her business.
The two males who hated her with all their heart, and who were also the most untamable beasts, finally became docile.
After a while, Bai Cang came back, his voice slightly lazy and tired: "The rain has stopped."
Teng turned his head and glanced at him, his eyes fixed on the fallen star pattern on his forehead, and his long eyebrows frowned: "The rainy season is coming soon, I must take her back to the Cangshan tribe, but your star pattern..."
His voice trailed off.
The fallen orcs represent filth in the Orc Continent. If Bai Cang goes to the Cangshan tribe, it will inevitably cause an uproar. Perhaps they will be expelled before the rainy season arrives.
Bai Cang's expression was icy, and a hint of fierceness appeared at the corner of his lips: "I will guard her and watch my cubs being born. Anyone who crosses my path will be killed."
Having lived under the Thorn Cliff for so long, he naturally doesn't have much kindness.
As Teng listened to the "terrorist"-like speech, his brows furrowed even more.
If a fallen orc with eight-star patterns were to attack the Cangshan tribe, no one would be able to stop him.
In the interval between the two people talking, Fu Ying lightly hooked her fingertips, and a shimmering light flashed in the corners of her eyes: "Bai Cang——" She swirled the last syllable of her words, extremely charming: "Come here."
Bai Cang paused and walked to the bedside. Before he could say anything, he saw Fu Ying patting the edge of the bed. As soon as he sat down, Fu Ying turned his wrist, and a forehead band with dark gold embroidery appeared on his fingertips.
She ran her slender hands through his silver hair and fastened the bindi.
Fu Ying knelt on the bed, tilted her head to look at Bai Cang, and praised him: "Very beautiful."
His facial features were already gorgeous and gorgeous, his silver hair cascaded like a waterfall, and the dark gold headband on his forehead hid the star pattern, adding a touch of coldness and dignity to his appearance, making people dare not easily desecrate him.
Bai Cang reached out and gently stroked his forehead. Looking at the undisguised joy in Fu Ying's eyes, the corners of his lips slightly raised, his brows relaxed, and a lazy chuckle emanated from his chest.
At this moment, their eyes met, as if they were discussing something in charades, beautiful and affectionate, filling the air around them with a lingering ambiguity.
Teng leaned against the stone wall, his knuckles unconsciously stroking the sharp bone knife at his waist.
His dark green eyes reflected this scene, and a pang of bitterness rose in his heart.
He frowned and said calmly, "You'd better control your corrupted orcish temper. Wait until the rainy season is over before discussing anything else."
Bai Cang glanced at him, turned around and transformed into a three-meter-tall white fox.
He leaned down and exposed his softest part to Fu Ying.
Fu Ying climbed up from the bed and skillfully climbed onto Bai Cang's back, as if he had fallen into a cloud. He rolled comfortably and paused slightly when he looked up at Teng, whose eyes were dim.
She raised the corners of her eyes slightly and gave Teng a sly smile. She held Bai Cang's fluffy, snow-white tail in her arms and spoke to Teng in a very gentle voice: "Teng, let's go home quickly."
A cold snort escaped from his nose, and displeasure was in his dark green eyes.
However, when he turned around, the giant black python had already swam into the forest, and the grass leaves lay low wherever it passed.
"hiss--
The python holds its head high, exploring the way ahead. The tip of its tail always hits the old vines that grow across the ground with a light touch, clearing the way for the people behind it.
Bai Cang's back was as steady as a mountain, and he would adjust his pace from time to time to make her lean more comfortably.
Fu Ying suddenly felt that the rules of the Orc Continent were quite humane.
Females are polyandrous and are only responsible for reproducing offspring, while males love each other, perform their duties, and provide various services only to females, and may even sacrifice their lives. What is the difference between this and becoming ancestors?
There are only two males here. How much fun would it be if there were all seven of them?
Fu Ying half-closed his eyes, and his fingertips occasionally rolled up Bai Cang's snow-white hair.
This is just a thought. She is not the type to rely on men for support.
When the mission is over, she will find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, plant flowers in spring, listen to cicadas on summer nights, pick fruits in autumn, sit around the fire in winter, and live the life she has always dreamed of.
As for men, she heard that looking at abdominal muscles more often can prolong life, so she plans to find a few new ones.
The moment the morning light filled the gaps in the woods, Fu Ying silently raised the corners of his lips.
She was already looking forward to it.
In just a few days, Teng and Bai Cang took care of Fu Ying meticulously.
It happened to be the rainy season, and the drizzle always came unexpectedly. Before they could take a few steps, the sky would be filled with pouring rain. The continuous rain slowed down their pace of returning to the Cangshan tribe.
Along the way, Fu Ying didn't see many wild animals.
When they were about to reach the Cangshan tribe, heavy rain poured down. The muddy water on the ground quickly rose and submerged the half-meter-deep depression in a blink of an eye.
Teng turned his head to look at Bai Cang, his scarlet tongue trembling rapidly in the rain. He said in a deep voice: "Speed up, the mountain road will soon be washed away by the accumulated water."
As soon as he finished speaking, the accumulated water washed the soil in the mountains and rolled down, and all the broken stones and grass fell at his feet.
Fu Ying was slightly surprised. Under the protection of Bai Cang's tail, she didn't get wet much. However, the rainy season in the Orc Continent seemed not as simple as she thought...
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