Even fox spirits sometimes miscalculate
Qinglan's gray-brown eyes were filled with pain: "She was swept away by the mud flow when the snowfield collapsed."
Mo Yan's brows suddenly furrowed, and a hint of darkness flashed in his scarlet eyes.
Would a person who jumped off the Thorn Cliff and came back safely be swept away by the mudslide?
He didn't quite believe it, but this snow leopard orc didn't seem to be talking nonsense.
Mo Yan pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his eyes, a dark light flashing in his eyes: "I'll go with you to find Teng."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gui said sternly: "No!"
"During the rainy season, the Orc Continent is full of cannibalism! You are our leader, the backbone of the Cangshan tribe! How can you leave the tribe at this time? What's more, my fellow tribesmen..."
There is no food left in the tribe, so Mo Yan cannot leave at this time.
Mo Yan's gaze paused slightly, then he turned to look at Gui with a calm expression: "Looking for Teng is just a side trip."
He was silent for a moment, his voice filled with sinisterness and coldness: "I will bring back the prey."
He had originally wanted to leave the tribe to go hunting, but the tribe could no longer hold on.
Qinglan looked at the tense confrontation between Mo Yan and Gui, and instantly realized that the Cangshan tribe had run out of food.
He immediately said, "I'll give you food, and you come with me to find the Teng!"
As he spoke, the bones in his body surged and turned into a human form. He carefully opened the storage bag at his waist. The snow leopard embroidery on it seemed to be shining. With a "crash", the ground was filled with prey.
These prey still had warm blood, as if they had just been hunted.
Mo Yan's thin face suddenly tensed, and a hint of surprise flashed across his face.
His eyes fell on the storage bag on Qinglan's waist, and his Adam's apple rolled: "Did she give it to you?"
Qinglan covered the storage bag at his waist with his slender hands. His gray-brown eyes stared at Mo Yan, his back straight as if he was a cheetah ready to leap out of the jungle at any moment. His voice was hoarse, "Is that enough?"
Gui Zao, who was standing aside, was startled by the prey on the ground. His breathing stopped and he looked at Mo Yan.
Mo Yan turned around silently, and suddenly, scarlet scales emerged from his cheeks. The giant python's slender body swam in the accumulated water, and its tongue seemed to be identifying the smell and direction as it spit out its tongue.
Qinglan jumped lightly and flew out like an arrow.
His slender figure stretched in the air, with leopard spots flashing on his thin waistline. When he landed, he had turned into a leopard shadow. With a few rises and falls of his agile figure, he followed Mo Yan into the woods.
Gui looked at the prey all over the ground, then looked at Mo Yan who was walking away, his brows furrowed.
It’s true that Fu Ying is a powerful witch, but there are fallen orcs around her, so please don’t let anything happen to her.
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A mountain torrent has already fallen on the top of a mountain not far from the Cangshan tribe.
Despite the heavy rain, a narrow cave was unusually lively.
"Wow--Wow--"
The cub's tender cry was so loud that it almost penetrated the rain and echoed across the entire mountain.
"Little ancestor, please don't cry..."
Teng hugged Tuanzi in his arms a little tighter, and the black snake tail trembled slightly. A wild flower stained with rain was curled on the tip of the tail, and it swayed in front of Tuanzi, trying to show its presence.
Unexpectedly, the raindrops on the petals fell and hit Tuanzi's little face, which made the crying even louder.
Teng's dark green eyes were filled with helplessness, but when he lowered his eyes and looked at the little female who was screaming in his arms, he felt that the cold heart in his chest softened, and his arms could not help but tighten a little more.
The little female had very soft silver hair, and her face was wrinkled from crying, and flushed red like a ripe berry, but it did not affect her beauty at all.
Tuanzi has perfectly inherited the looks of her parents and will surely be a beauty when she grows up.
“Wow—”
Tuanzi cried even louder, his little body trembling with sobs.
The snake raised its head, its dark green pupils shrank, and the scales on its tail fluttered in anxiety.
He urged impatiently, "Bai Cang! Why are you taking so long?"
Perhaps because his voice was too loud, the cub in his arms was startled and hiccuped. This made a trace of panic flash across Teng's sharp brows. He patted the cub gently and coaxed it in a low voice: "Be good, don't cry..."
Bai Cang's half-squatting posture was like a bent cedar, his long silver hair cascading behind him like silk, revealing half of his gorgeous profile.
He held the bottle with his slender fingertips, gently shaking it without haste. When he turned his head to glance at her, the fox's eyes were full of disdain, and he sneered, "You can't even hold a cub..."
The last line of his voice paused subtly, as if he was smiling: "You still dare to fight for A Ying to give birth to your cubs?"
As he spoke, Bai Cang stepped forward, took Tuanzi from Teng's arms, and stuffed the bottle into her mouth. Tuanzi stopped crying politely, making a satisfied gurgling sound in her throat, but tears were still in her eyes.
Bai Cang lowered his head and stared at his cub, a few ripples appeared in his amber pupils, and even the thin red at the end of his narrow eyes softened a little, making him look even more seductive.
Teng glanced at Bai Cang and sneered, "A Ying promised me."
Bai Cang didn't bother to pay attention to him. He gathered Tuanzi in his arms and walked to the entrance of the cave.
His long silver hair was lifted by the damp mountain breeze, and a layer of obscurity passed between his gorgeous eyebrows.
It’s been several days...
Teng leaned lazily against the mountain wall, his dark green eyes reflecting the dense rain outside.
He half-closed his eyes, his clear voice mixed in with the sound of rain, as if he was talking to Bai Cang, but also as if he was talking to himself: "A Ying... should be back soon."
Teng crossed his arms over his chest, his eyes glancing at Bai Cang: "Do you think Qinglan will come back with Aying?"
Naturally, he didn't want Qinglan to come back in his heart. What good would it be to have one more person?
Bai Cang lowered his eyes, and gently brushed the raindrops falling from Tuanzi's hair with his fingertips. His voice was lighter than the mountain breeze: "No."
He turned and walked into the cave. As he walked, his long silver hair swayed lightly like pouring moonlight.
At this moment, Teng suddenly straightened up and sneered with joy: "Fox spirit, it seems that you also have miscalculations."
As soon as he finished speaking, Teng had suddenly disappeared into the rain. His swimming posture was like a ray of light, approaching Qinglan directly.
Since Qinglan came back, Aying must have come back too.
This thought filled Teng with joy.
Bai Cang's arms tightened slightly as he held Tuanzi, feeling a little confused.
Teng once said that Qinglan was what Aying wanted but could not get.
He is aloof and aloof by nature, with a pride that would rather break than bend. After going through a lot, he has a deep knot in his heart. Based on his responsibility and guilt towards the Frost Plains Tribe, he probably won't follow.
But now, he is here, why?
Bai Cang frowned, but it disappeared in an instant.
It doesn’t matter why Qinglan followed, as long as Aying comes back.
Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on Bai Cang's gorgeous face. It's good that he's back.
He took a few steps towards the cave entrance, but the next moment, his footsteps paused, his narrow fox eyes suddenly half-closed, and two auras came with wind and rain, but Aying was not there.
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