Chapter 92: This kind of male is the most touching
Teng and Bai Cang stared at the slender female standing in front of them, their eyes stunned. A surging heat wave surged in their chests and they couldn't calm down no matter what.
In the Orc Continent, females are born weak, and it is an instinct engraved in the bones of males to protect females.
Because of the shackles of the Beast God Contract, when a male forms a partnership with a female, he becomes a humble prisoner in this relationship. It is common for him to be despised, driven, or even beaten to death.
But at this moment, there was a female standing in front of them.
Her slender figure was like a sharp blade, splitting through all the chaos and danger, saying she would protect them.
At this moment, the emotions surging in my chest are indescribable.
Scalding, burning, almost painful.
Mo Yan stared at Fu Ying with his scarlet animal eyes, and the burning heat in his chest almost burned through his sanity.
Isn't it tempting to see such a powerful female showing off so much?
But the next second, the anxious voices of the Cangshan tribe members were like ice water that woke him from his delusions.
"Leave—don't stay in our Cangshan tribe! You will bring disaster!"
"Yes! You must leave our Cangshan tribe and never come back!"
"Teng, don't ever say you're a member of the Cangshan tribe. We can't afford such a disaster!"
“…”
Although they were afraid of Fu Ying's pressure and did not dare to curse, the disgust, fear and rejection were already evident on their distorted faces.
The news of the fallen orcs could not be concealed and would soon be spread to every tribe by the wandering orcs wandering in the wilderness.
If they don't leave, the Cangshan tribe will become the target of attack by the entire Beishan.
When the time comes, their territory will be torn apart with rage and sharp claws without mercy.
Fu Ying's narrow eyes slightly raised, her red lips radiating a contemptuous smile: "Do you think I want to stay here?"
A broken tribe, do you really think you are so popular?
Mist swirled around Mo Yan, and he instantly transformed into a human form.
He pursed his thin lips into a line and stared at Fu Ying with an unpleasant expression, his slender fingers clenching and unclenching several times.
He wanted to keep her.
But when his eyes fell on the glaring fallen star pattern on Bai Cang's forehead, he couldn't say a word to keep him.
He is the leader of the Cangshan tribe. Unlike Teng, he has to consider the safety of his tribe members.
Fu Ying didn't even glance at Mo Yan. His eyes swept across the giant lizard tribe orcs who had turned into ashes. He turned around and his gaze fell directly on Bai Cang.
He was clearly on the verge of collapse from the poisonous powder, but he still straightened his back proudly and stubbornly, struggling to stand still. His eyes were red, and his amber eyes looked at her tenderly.
However, the moment he met Fu Ying's gaze, he lowered his eyes and looked at himself.
"...Very embarrassing, huh?"
His low, lingering ending tone was filled with self-mockery, and his bony fingers subconsciously clenched a little.
Fu Ying stepped forward and gently placed the sleeping cub in Bai Cang's stiff arms.
She smiled at him, her smile as blazing as the light of dawn, brilliant and dazzling: "How can a male who would risk his life to protect a female and her cubs be in such a mess?"
His fingertips brushed across Bai Cang's blood-stained thin lips, and one glistening pill after another was pushed into his mouth.
"A masculine man like this is the most attractive." She tilted her head to look at him, with a hint of tenderness on her lips.
As the medicinal power dissolved in his body, the hideous wounds healed visibly.
Just then, the rainy season that had lasted for half a month stopped.
The sky cleared up, and a ray of light penetrated the clouds, covering the snow-white body in Bai Cang's arms, as if the Beast God was also offering a blessing for the newborn cub.
At this moment, the snow-white ball suddenly moved, revealing a dark hexagonal star pattern on its forehead.
A precious six-star pattern, a small female.
Unfortunately, she still inherited the bloodline of her beast father and became a fallen orc.
Bai Cang lowered his eyebrows and stared at the snow-white ball in his arms. When his eyes touched the star pattern on her forehead, his arms tightened. A sharp flash flashed in his amber eyes, and then became extremely gentle in an instant.
After this incident, he understood.
He must be stronger to protect his female and cubs.
Bai Cang suppressed his emotions, raised his eyes to look at Fu Ying, and a satisfied smile bloomed on his beautiful face.
His cubs.
His female.
*
Taking advantage of the sudden break in the sky, Teng and Bai Cang packed up their things quickly.
Fu Ying held the snowball in his arms and left the Cangshan tribe without looking back.
This is just an insignificant stop on her mission journey.
The mission is not yet completed, the road ahead is long and arduous.
She will not stay in any place for long, all she does is to have a better life in the future.
Mo Yan stood at the highest point of the tribe, his scarlet eyes fixed on the slender figure that was moving further and further away.
His face was filled with gloom, and his knuckles scraped bloody marks on the rock wall. Why was Teng able to follow her? Why was he always inferior to this little brother?
Mo Yan felt both unwilling and jealous.
He didn't want to give up easily on such a female who made his blood boil.
Because he knew very well that there would not be another one.
Gui walked behind him, looked at Fu Ying and the others going away, sighed, and gently patted Mo Yan's shoulder with his hand: "It's good that they left. Only when they leave can the tribe be at peace."
Mo Yan didn't turn around, and said in a hoarse voice: "Have you explained everything?"
Gui looked at him, sighed softly, and said, "Even if the tribesmen in the tribe don't say it, the news will spread sooner or later. Don't forget, Sang Jie ran away."
When mentioning Sang Jie, Mo Yan's scarlet eyes became even more sinister.
He exerted force with his hands and the rocks on the rock wall were crushed into powder.
"Dig three feet into the ground—"
"We have to find her too!"
*
The rainy season had only lasted for a short half month, and the mountain road had been completely washed away and flooded.
"Aying, where are we going now?" Teng was clearing away the dead wood lying on the water in front of him. The accumulated rain flowed down the leaves from his stiff brow, forming a silver line.
Bai Cang walked steadily forward in the water that was up to his neck, the muscles on his back stretched into sharp lines.
Fu Ying sat on his back, holding Tuanzi in one hand and casually pushing away the vines hanging from the tree with the other.
Listening to Teng's question, Fu Ying half-closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.
Not to mention the seven beast husbands, Bai Cang and Teng, Danyue is thousands of miles away and cannot sense the contract pattern. Qinglan is in the Frost Plain Tribe. Although she wants to attack them, perhaps before they arrive, rumors have spread throughout the snow plain, which will undoubtedly bring disaster to the other party.
Although she was not afraid, the people of the Frost Plains Tribe would definitely not welcome them.
Going there rashly would only cause Qinglan's disgust and even delay the progress of the strategy.
Putting these four aside, the other three...
Fuying's hands hung behind his back, and his fingertips gently stroked the hottest mark on his waist.
She narrowed her narrow eyes. The one closest to her now should be Wu, right?
When the snake turned around, it just happened to see her movements. Its swimming body paused, and its tail suddenly tightened. Its dark green eyes carried a dangerous signal: "You promised to give birth to my cubs first!"
As he spoke, he glanced at the large red-gold bird with its wings spread out at her waist, and said with uncontrollable sourness: "Go find that bird now. When it comes to haunt me, will I still be able to get a spot?"
Although Wu's experience was equally miserable, he had no doubt whether he would change his mind.
Fu Ying chuckled softly and tapped the inscription with his fingertips. "What? Are you afraid you can't beat him?"
Teng's brows arched, and he sneered. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Fu Ying say, "He's the closest, so he's more suitable for a 'chance encounter,' right?"
She really wanted to meet this ferocious bird with broken wings.
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