Chapter 91 The Little Fox is Born
"call out--"
A dazzling arrow of light broke through the air and pierced Meng's chest accurately!
His pupils suddenly contracted, and the grim smile froze on his face. As soon as his hand grasped the light arrow, the arrow turned into a sky full of spiritual light and shattered.
The orcs' expressions all changed drastically, and the ferocious expressions on their faces suddenly froze!
They all followed the trajectory of the arrow and looked into the distance.
There, a slender figure walked out from the rain, walking neither fast nor slow.
She held the swaddling clothes in one hand and gently twisted two fingers of the other hand, pulling it back in the air. In an instant, firefly-like light gathered at her fingertips and condensed into a trembling and brilliant arrow.
"call out--"
With the sound of the arrow leaving the bow and breaking through the air, the light arrow quickly broke through the rain curtain and went straight to the throat of the next giant lizard orc!
Mo Yan's scarlet body was tense and his scales suddenly shrank.
He stared at Fu Ying who was coming back, and his heart in his chest began to tremble uncontrollably.
Is she crazy?
Once the fallen orcs are exposed, it will be a dead end!
Mo Yan hissed and spit out his forked snake tongue, with murderous intent surging in his scarlet eyes.
Why did she come back? What kind of magic potion had this male white fox in front of her managed to instill in her? Was she willing to risk her life to return?
This thought exploded in Mo Yan's chest, and intense jealousy spread wildly through his blood vessels.
He turned his head suddenly, his pupils fixed on the crumbling Bai Cang.
A mere fallen orc, is he worthy?!
Bai Cang felt severe pain all over his body, his consciousness floating in the darkness, but when he saw the giant lizard orcs falling one after another in front of him, he suddenly woke up.
He struggled to open his heavy eyelids, and a force drove him to turn his head.
When his eyes fell upon the slender figure walking out from the rain, Bai Cang's dilated pupils suddenly contracted, and a burning light burst out from his eyes as if a dead ashes were rekindled.
But then, his eyes froze.
His eyes fell on her arm, where a ball of slightly undulating snow-white fur was faintly visible.
Bai Cang's breathing stopped and he was in a daze. His amber eyes trembled violently and a layer of mist uncontrollably filled his eye sockets. Was that - his cub?
At the moment Bai Cang lost consciousness, Xifeng's eyes suddenly became fierce, and his bloody mouth bit towards his neck!
"Bang--"
A dark afterimage flashed by, and the black snake scales shone with an icy cold light in the rain.
The snake's tail swept across with a tremendous force, and Xifeng's huge body flew backwards!
Teng's dark green vertical pupils swept across the dying Bai Cang, and a rare fluctuation flashed in his eyes.
He shook off the blood stain on the tip of his tail, his voice hoarse, "Hold on! You don't want your kid to really call me dad, do you?"
Bai Cang's body trembled violently and turned into a human form in the rain.
The snow-white animal hide around his waist was soaked with poisonous blood, and his long silver hair was wet and sticky, sticking to his pale face, which made his gorgeous eyes and eyebrows look even more morbid and fragile.
Bai Cang struggled to stand up, his amber eyes looking in the direction of Fu Ying, a sneer of mockery stretched across his thin lips, and he said to Teng, "Call you father? Maybe in the next life."
Teng's taut tail relaxed slightly, his dark green eyes narrowed, but he remained unyielding: "Is it that great? Ah Ying has already promised to lay a few clutches of eggs for me."
The two of them talked as if no one was around, causing the orcs from the two tribes to look at each other in bewilderment.
Xifeng staggered to his feet from the pool of blood, spitting out a mouthful of blood foam mixed with broken teeth. His sinister gaze, as if laced with poison, glared at Mo Yan fiercely: "How dare you, the Cangshan tribe, collude with the fallen orcs!"
"If this matter gets out, your Cangshan tribe will be expelled from the entire Beishan!"
The people of the Cangshan tribe had panicked looks in their eyes, and their scales rustled restlessly as they moved around.
Their eyes kept shifting between Teng and Bai Cang, and chaotic hissing sounds came from their throats.
Mo Yan slowly arched his body, spitting out a scarlet tongue, staring at Teng and said, "Teng, are you sure you want to stand with this fallen orc? Are you willing to leave the Cangshan tribe and become the enemy of the entire Beishan?"
What he said was by no means alarmist; the news of the fallen orcs could no longer be concealed.
It won’t be long before all the tribes in Beishan hear the news and take action.
The Cangshan tribe cannot stop them, and will not stop them.
Fallen orcs are sins banished by the Beast God, filth that must be purified with blood.
Teng Xuan's black snake body suddenly arched up, and his dark green vertical pupils stared down at the orcs present, and said in a cold voice: "From now on, I am no longer a member of the Cangshan tribe!"
He could ignore Bai Cang's life or death, but since Fu Ying chose to come back, he would accompany her to the end.
What about the Cangshan tribe, the Xishan tribe, the shackles of these tribes should have been broken long ago.
He is a Teng, just a Teng, the male who supports the pillars.
Bai Cang tilted his head slightly, his blood-stained silver hair draped over his shoulders.
He looked at the determination in Tengtong's eyes, and the corners of his pale lips suddenly curled up into a very faint arc.
This venomous snake is quite brave.
Mo Yan's eyes darkened, and his scarlet snake pupils shrank into two thin lines: "Teng, you are really crazy."
"You think that by advancing to a Seven-Star Orc, you can protect a Fallen Orc? Arrogant! After leaving the Cangshan Tribe, you can't even…"
“Zheng——”
A dazzling arrow of light pierced straight into the mud in front of him. The tail of the arrow trembled with a tremendous force, and the strong wind it blew made his scales all over his body hurt.
This is not a warning, but a naked deterrent.
Mo Yan's pupils suddenly shrank, and the three words "I can't endure it" were forced back into his throat.
He turned his head and looked.
Fu Ying stepped through the muddy and bloody water step by step. The animal skin on her body was also soaked with blood, and her snow-white skin was covered with bloodstains. The beastmen around her stared at her figure and did not dare to make a sound.
There was an eerie silence, the only sound being the pouring rain.
Fuying lowered her eyelashes and stared at the little baby in the cradle who had not yet opened his eyes.
She didn't hold an umbrella, but the heavy rain flowed just inches away from her skin, forming a hazy barrier. The orcs looked at this scene and couldn't help but gasp one after another.
Fu Ying walked slowly closer and stood in front of Teng and Bai Cang, with an overbearing look between her charming eyebrows.
Her narrow fox eyes swept across everyone present, and the corners of her eyes were crimson like blood. The scrutiny and oppression in her eyes almost became tangible. Wherever her eyes went, the orcs all took half a step back at the same time.
"I can't protect you." She opened her red lips slightly, and her charming voice was cold: "Then I will protect you."
As soon as she finished speaking, a dazzling flame suddenly burst out from her fingertips!
The flames were overturned by the heavy rain, and not only did they not go out, but they became even stronger, almost evaporating the rain!
"ah--"
In a flash, the orcs of the giant lizard tribe were all engulfed in flames and let out shrill howls.
In the firelight, their scales twisted and burst under the high temperature, and the exposed flesh quickly charred. The air was filled with a fishy smell, and smoke and dust billowed, forming a mist of death.
Fu Ying looked at this scene and couldn't help but bend his eyes.
Anyone who attempts to kill the hero and disrupts the mission order should be killed!
She lowered her eyelids, reached out and touched the fur of the snow-white ball, and her charming voice seemed to become a thin hook: "My male, even if he is a fallen orc..."
"It's not your turn to judge."
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