Chapter 97 He is a madman
The mudslide and mountain torrents converged at the cliff to form a muddy waterfall, which fell loudly and rushed away.
When the vast turbid waves subsided, the muddy water surface gradually settled, and the submerged grass and trees resurfaced.
Suddenly, a ball of light struggled out of the mud.
The light was faint but very strong, and was particularly eye-catching in the dim sky.
The light faded, and a slender figure gradually emerged.
Exhausted, she lay on her back on the muddy grass, her wet clothes sticking to her violently heaving chest, the curve was startling. Her charming face was pale, and her hair stuck to her face made her look even more fragile.
Her narrow eyes were half closed, and her long eyelashes trembled gently like fluttering wings.
After a while, when the last glimmer of light between heaven and earth was completely swallowed up, Fu Ying slowly opened his eyes from the darkness.
She stretched out her clenched hands in front of her eyes, and her slender fingers stretched out. In her palms lay a broken doll.
The "Death Substitute Puppet" was a life-saving item forged for her by a dwarf craftsman using mithril and dragon blood in the Western magical world. It could protect its master from three fatal disasters.
Fu Ying stared at the broken doll in his hand and suddenly smiled: "The backlash of the contract is indeed powerful."
If a male kills a female, the contract will backfire and he will die.
Similarly, if the female breaks the contract, she will bear the backlash. If she doesn't have a "scapegoat", she won't try it rashly. This life-threatening experience is enough to happen once.
The Beast God's wrath is no joke, and the power of God cannot be repeatedly challenged.
Fu Ying put away the broken "scapegoat puppet" and continued lying on his back on the muddy grass without moving.
The cold and wet muddy water washed over her limbs, but she seemed unaware. Recalling Qinglan's ferocious expression filled with pain and his heart-wrenching cry when he fell into the mud, her eyes half-closed.
When she broke the contract, it didn't mean she really gave up on the strategy or set Qinglan free.
Strategy is like flying a kite.
Some people need to loosen the line and let it fly high, while others need to tighten the line and pull it tightly.
Be able to control your movements and relax in moderation, then you will see the clouds clear and the moon appear.
Qinglan's rejection of her was almost instinctive, a physiological disgust ingrained in his bones.
He may have begun to move, and his strategy may have begun to show results, but it is too slow.
If I don't give him a heart-wrenching blow, let alone completing the mission, I'm afraid I'll have to spend my whole life in this endless tense confrontation.
And what she can't afford to waste the most is time.
She must complete the mission, and even the most unruly beast must be put under her shackles.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard in the woods.
Fu Ying frowned, sat up, and brushed her fingertips across the inscription on her waist. She was a little surprised that the mountain torrent was so strong that it swept her far away, even dimming the location of Teng and Bai Cang.
The orcs could be heard talking in low voices.
"Lingnan, are you sure there will be prey after the water recedes?"
"Nonsense! The water is so high that it will definitely wash down the wild animals from upstream. We can just pick them up!"
"How long will the rainy season last? I don't want to stay in this gathering place of wandering orcs anymore! I dare not close my eyes every day, for fear of being eaten in my sleep. Lingnan, why don't we just leave?"
"What nonsense! Haven't you seen how the Beast God gets angry during this rainy season? It's either a dragon turning over or a flood raging. Having a place to shelter from the wind and rain is good enough. Why are you so picky?"
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Fu Ying listened to the conversation between the two people. The sporadic information was unclear and useless.
She was about to stand up when her movements suddenly froze.
She looked down at her belly, her drooping eyelashes casting a shadow on her pale cheeks.
There, a purple double-petaled flower seemed to be swaying in the wind and rain, and every line on it was flowing with a clear glow like moonlight, noble and sacred, not at all like the lines of the Beast God's Contract.
At this moment, the flower is burning with heat.
It was so close, so close that she could feel the veins of each petal as it unfolded.
Falling orchid.
The original owner's seven beastly husbands were all very different and vying with each other for beauty.
Luo Heng is definitely the most special one.
Because his animal form is not a ferocious beast or a bird, but a moonflower.
In the Orc Continent, plants possessed beast crystals by chance, and the probability of them becoming orcs was extremely small, perhaps not one would appear in hundreds of years. But fate just loved to play such cruel jokes.
The cruel and ruthless original owner encountered this one-in-a-million miracle.
Luo Heng is a moonflower that needs to be illuminated by the moon to survive and absorb the moonlight. Therefore, he will only appear in human form when the moonlight is at its peak, which should be his safest moment.
As luck would have it, when the original owner was burying rotten animal bones in the Frost Plains Tribe under the cover of night, he found him on the edge of the cliff.
Under the moonlight, the vines hanging from the cliffs intertwined, and a young man with a fluorescent body came into view. On his pale skin, there were pale purple veins, and his hair was still entangled with moon flowers that had not yet been condensed.
How could the original owner, who has always been hunting for exotic treasures, let go of a one-in-a-million plant beastman?
It is difficult for plants to obtain beast crystals, and Luo Heng is just a one-star beastman who is powerless.
The original owner used her power as the daughter of the tribal leader to forcibly bring Luo Heng back to the oasis tribe.
She would form a pact with Luo Heng only for her own safety, so that the latter would be bound by the Beast God Contract and would not dare to think of resisting.
If digging out the beast crystal from the Teng was a one-time deal, then for Luo Heng it was a long-term and perverted torture.
A rare plant orc was Fuying's favorite toy during that winter season.
What she loved to see most was Luo Heng's dejected appearance as she was unable to reflect the moon and curled up on the ground.
His trembling body was like a withered flower.
Luo Heng can condense beast crystals entirely because of the nourishment of moonlight.
After being imprisoned by the original owner, he was unable to shine the moon normally for a long time, causing the beast crystal to shrink and the star pattern to break. Every time the moon was full, he would suffer heart-wrenching pain. His body and mind were on the verge of collapse, and he was almost crazy.
He was indeed crazy and disappeared after the Oasis Tribe was destroyed.
The corner of Fu Ying's mouth twitched, and he pinched his eyebrows with a headache.
So cruel.
These beastly men were not only physically and mentally injured, but also suffered great mental torture. Every inch of their bones and blood was soaked with difficult-to-heal hidden wounds.
For Luo Heng, falling into the hands of "Fu Ying" is far more desperate than falling into the abyss.
As expected, Luo Heng should be at the gathering place of wandering orcs mentioned by the two orcs.
She brushed the mud off her body and walked towards the two orcs who were fishing in the water.
Qinglan left it alone for a while. She had to see how crazy Luoheng had become.
As Fuying walked by, he crushed the dead wood on the river bank, making a teeth-grinding crunching sound.
The two orcs immediately stopped their movements, their ears pricked up alertly, and they stared straight at Fu Ying.
When they saw that it was a charming and seductive female, both of them stared at her.
She was wrapped in half-wet animal skins, and the mud not only did not cover up her beauty, but instead added a bit of wildness to her.
"Female...female? Why are you here? It's..." Lingnan was the first to come back to his senses. He stared at Fu Ying and couldn't look away. He rubbed his hands and rolled his eyes: "You were washed down by the flood, right?"
As he spoke, Lingnan stretched out his hand to help, but when he met Fu Ying's half-smile, he suddenly withdrew his hand. This was the orcs' instinct to seek profit and avoid harm.
This female made him aware of the danger.
Fu Ying raised her red lips slightly and said, "Take me to the gathering place of wandering orcs that you just mentioned."
"You...you mean..." Lingnan stuttered and took a half step back. His monkey tail unconsciously tightened a little. He asked tentatively, "Are you talking about the gathering place over at the Black Crocodile Swamp?"
"Playing dumb?" Fu Ying half-closed his eyes, and a ray of fire shot out from his fingertips.
"Witch..." Lingnan's knees went weak, and the young orc behind him was even more frightened, kneeling directly in the mud. They just came out to find something to eat, so how could they run into a witch who was washed down by the flood?
Fu Ying didn't make a move, but threw out a bloody beast and said calmly, "Take me there."
The bloody smell of the prey wafted in the noses of the two orcs, making their eyes glow green. They had been hungry for a long time.
"Okay!" Lingnan looked at Fu Ying cautiously, pulled the prey over, and then put on a flattering smile on his face, and even the animal's ears trembled in a flattering manner.
"Miracle Maiden, please follow me through this forest..."
He bent his waist and led the way in front, but the tip of his tail was still clenched tightly. The young orc behind him was carrying the prey, sniffing the bloody smell wafting from it, and his stomach was rumbling.
"Ouch, watch your step..."
Fu Ying casually kicked away a dark white orc skull that was blocking his feet and looked at the swamp in the distance.
Luoheng...
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