She is weighing the pros and cons
When Fu Ying and Luo Heng arrived, they smelled blood and heard suppressed sobs.
She frowned and looked at the huge orc corpse in the tribal open space.
It was a huge whale, but the skin and flesh on its body were gone. The nearly five-meter-high skeleton was oozing with blood. Snowflakes fell, covering up the bloody smell in the air, but it still made people feel uncomfortable.
When Luo Heng saw this scene, her face turned pale and she tightened her grip on Fu Ying's hand.
He doesn't like the smell of blood or violence. After becoming an orc, the first person he came into contact with was "Fuying", who was not a good person. But he never thought that the relationship between orcs in extreme environments would be so cruel.
Fu Ying's face looked grim. He raised his arm slightly, and a gust of wind blew away the orcs surrounding the whale's corpse.
"ah--"
The screams resounded, making the orcs of the Beishan tribe feel like they were facing a formidable enemy.
When they saw Fu Ying and Luo Heng walking out of the snow, everyone was stunned at first, and then their faces changed drastically.
Although some people have never seen Fu Ying, they have heard of the name of Beishan's first beautiful female. Just looking at this female in front of them makes them feel hot all over, and the nine-star patterned orc beside her also further confirms her identity.
"Fuying! It's Fuying and her male—"
The shrieks echoed throughout the camp, and soon, the person in charge walked out from the crowd.
These tribes were mixed together. Although they were going to the triangular sea area together, they could not decide on a leader. Naturally, the leaders of several different tribes jointly served as the director, four males and one female.
"Miko-sama! Miko-sama, save me—"
When the camp was in great chaos, someone in the crowd started shouting loudly.
Fu Ying looked in the direction of the sound and saw an orc from the Big Fish Tribe tightly tied to a boulder. His exposed skin was covered with marks from being whipped. Perhaps because he had witnessed his fellow tribesmen becoming food for him, he looked a little broken.
Luo Heng's figure was as fast as the wind, and he rescued the bound big fish orc.
Fu Ying looked coldly at the orc leaders who came out, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
"Lady Witch! They killed Whale Huan!" The orc was rescued and came to Fu Ying and immediately shouted at the top of his lungs.
He was a little crazy, and hoarse wails mixed with the smell of blood gushed out. He looked at the familiar but scattered orc corpses on the open ground, his stomach churning, and he ran to the side to vomit violently.
Several orc leaders tensed their muscles and stared at Fu Ying vigilantly.
The orcs behind them shrank back and took a few steps back unconsciously, with some fear on their faces.
This was a Nine-Star Orc! The tragic scenes of the previous battle in Black Crocodile Swamp were still circulating among several tribes. The piles of corpses seemed to be right before their eyes. No one knew how many orcs had died, but none of those Nine-Star Orcs had been killed!
At this time, an orc leader as tall as an iron tower stepped out from the crowd, his rough voice filled with anger.
"Fuying, there's more than one way to the Triangle Sea. Although we're not traveling together, we should not invade each other! You suddenly barged in and snatched our prey. Are you trying to start another bloody battle?"
As he spoke, his scarred fists creaked and his eyes were extremely fierce.
Luo Heng Zi Tong stared at him coldly and whispered, "It's him, that Tyrannosaurus Rex orc."
Fu Ying pursed her red lips, thinking that enemies really do meet on a narrow road.
The account of Black Crocodile Swamp can be settled today.
She didn't even glance at the vicious Tyrannosaurus Rex orc. With a flip of her wrist, her slender figure flashed out like a ghost.
A cold light flashed, and the sharp blade wrapped in spiritual energy casually cut across the opponent's throat. The extremely hard orc skin was now like fragile silk, and it tore apart with a sound.
"Gu..." The Tyrannosaurus Rex's pupils shrank, and blood continued to ooze out from his Adam's apple. He only had time to cover it with his hand. The next moment, his eyes widened, and his burly body fell heavily into the snow. The hot blood flowed through, leaving a long trail.
"Hiss--" There were sounds of people gasping all around, and the teeth of several orc leaders were chattering.
They were somewhat in disbelief. Although they had heard of Fu Ying's power a long time ago, seeing her kill the most powerful of them, Batian, effortlessly with her own hands still made them pale as a chill ran down their spines to the top of their heads.
This means that Fu Ying can also kill them effortlessly.
The terrifying legend of the Black Alligator Swamp has not been exaggerated.
The Nine-Star Pattern Orcs are powerful, but is it easy for a female to control so many Nine-Star Pattern males?
Her heart can withstand the bone knife and cannot be killed. What good will come of going against her?
The remaining four orc leaders trembled all over and didn't even dare to look up and meet Fu Ying's gaze.
The big fish orcs standing by felt extremely happy watching this.
"I won't say anything more. Let's leave the matter of Black Crocodile Swamp for now."
"However, if you attack our orcs again, don't blame me. I will kill you all and skin you all. I believe that with the furs you provide, we can all comfortably survive the cold winter."
Fu Ying's narrow eyes swept across the crowd with a hint of coldness.
Wherever her cold gaze reached, the orcs all took half a step back.
After saying that, Fu Ying turned to the orc corpse on the open ground and said softly, "Take him back."
Luo Heng nodded slightly, and vines spread out, wrapping around the broken body of the orc and dragging a bloody path on the snow.
*
After returning to the tribe, the orcs of the Big Fish Tribe looked at the broken bodies of their tribesmen and fell into chaos of grief, with sobs and roars intertwined. Some of them knelt in the snow and dug the frozen soil with their bare hands, trying to bury their tribesmen.
Fu Ying handed the matter over to Luo Heng and turned back to the tent alone.
When Danyue came in, she brought a refreshing coolness, dispelling the faint smell of blood in the tent.
He knelt on one knee in front of Fu Ying, his long blue hair flowing, and his warm palm covered the back of her tense hand. He whispered, "Your hand is shaking. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Fu Ying shook his head and breathed a sigh of relief: "I just feel that the orcs' survival rules are too cruel."
She didn't know whether it was right to leave those orcs from the North Mountain Tribe behind. What happened in the Black Crocodile Swamp was enough for her to strangle them all, but would such a large-scale massacre cause a chain reaction?
After learning that there really was a Beast God in the Orc Continent, she also felt a little uneasy in the strong rejection driven by fate.
Such emotions were rare for her.
For the first time, she didn't think about her future retirement life, but was afraid that she would have to leave here early after creating an irreversible situation. She was worried, she was weighing the pros and cons, and she was... reluctant.
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