Take me to see Mo Yan
"Zhen, Cang."
Fu Ying repeated the name in a calm tone, with a slight twitch of the corners of his mouth.
Luo Heng's expression was a little cold, and he frowned and said, "He is clearly a Snow Ferret Orc. We have seen it with our own eyes. However, he is a very strange orc. He must have no good intentions in asking you to go outside the Triangle Sea."
Fu Ying raised her eyebrows slightly: "Have you seen his transformed form?"
Luo Heng raised his eyes and glanced at her, a strange look flashed in his deep purple pupils, and after a moment he responded softly.
"Are you dressed very gorgeously? Do you look very nice?" Fu Ying straightened up, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes.
Luo Heng's eyes revealed some incomprehensible emotions, and she whispered, "He gives people a feeling... very strange."
Fu Ying chuckled, her tone showing some understanding, and nodded, "Normal."
After all, he is the god of a small world. It would be strange if he didn't have some special features.
The dangerous guess in her mind gradually took shape.
The snow ferret is most likely the beast god.
This idea seemed a bit absurd to her at first. After all, the Beast God was the god that protected the continent and was revered by all beasts.
It is impossible to turn a blind eye to the natural disaster that swept across the Orc Continent, unless the Beast God is forced to do so.
This speculation became clearer after Qinglan was pulled back from the brink of death.
In this small world, if there is anyone who can break the rules and reverse yin and yang like her, a visitor from another world who came here with cheats for vacation and retirement, who else can it be except the Beast God who controls the laws?
Not to mention the words left in the Black Crocodile Swamp, which all reveal traces of extraordinary power.
These methods are definitely not something that ordinary orcs can use.
"Normal?" Luo Heng was slightly stunned and looked at Fu Ying with some confusion.
Suddenly, his purple pupils narrowed, and his voice deepened slightly as he asked tentatively, "Aying, do you know his identity? Could it be that you originally came from outside the Triangle Sea?"
This question has been lingering in his mind for a long time. Fu Ying is not the real "Fu Ying", so where did she come from?
Seeing that she was not surprised at Zeng Cang's identity, he immediately understood that she probably knew the inside story for a long time.
Fu Ying's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "As for Zhe Cang, you will naturally know when you go to the Triangle Sea. As for me, I am not from the Triangle Sea, but perhaps one day, you will know."
Before she finished speaking, Luo Heng looked at her steadily, and there was a hint of pain in her purple pupils.
For some reason, an inexplicable uneasiness spread in his chest.
*
Danyue led the merman orcs to spread the news that disasters continued in Beishan and it was no longer suitable for survival.
Of course, this is a fact that everyone knows.
From the earth dragons turning over, to the mudslides in the rainy season, to the blizzards, all of them indicate that this land has been abandoned by the Beast God. The mermaids simply tore off the veil of self-deception and made all the orcs face reality.
It also made them understand that the Beishan orcs needed to find a new way out instead of staying here and waiting to die.
As for where to go after leaving, that is the real decision.
Beyond the North Mountain is the dreaded Triangle Sea.
The world outside the triangular sea area remains an unsolved mystery to the orcs of Beishan.
But one thing is clear to everyone: the Triangle Abyss where the Zerg are entrenched has a warm climate and is like spring all year round. It is the ideal place to spend the long cold season. Once this idea took root, it spread wildly among the tribes.
As long as they seize the Zerg's territory, Beishan will be able to return to peace after the snow season?
For a time, the entire Beishan Tribal Alliance began to surge with undercurrents again.
The leaders of several tribes suddenly began to visit each other more frequently, and they began to plot a plan to go to the Triangle Abyss together.
After all, we are traveling in the cold season. Whether it is the biting cold wind, food shortage, or difficult roads, these are all difficult problems that we have to face on long journeys.
They must make some preparations, otherwise most of them will be killed or injured before they reach the Triangle Abyss.
*
At the same time, Teng also returned to the Cangshan tribe.
When the tribal warriors in charge of patrolling and guarding saw the Teng, they thought they were seeing things and rubbed their eyes in disbelief.
"Teng?!" The exclamations came one after another, but they stopped abruptly when they saw the eight-star pattern on Teng's forehead clearly.
The tribesmen's eyes suddenly became hot and awed, but then flickered in the next second, unable to hide their fear and shame.
They would always remember how Teng returned to the tribe in a miserable state after becoming a cripple, how he plotted to exterminate the oasis tribe, and how he was exiled to the darkest and most remote cave by their own hands. The ridicule and humiliation they had felt at that time were now creeping up their backs inch by inch under the shining eight-star pattern, and the feeling of biting back at them was really uncomfortable.
Things are really different now. The once useless person has become dazzling again.
Even their most powerful leader, Mo Yan, is still just a seven-star pattern orc.
Teng's eyes swept over the two guards indifferently, his attitude neither cold nor warm: "Is Mo Yan in the tribe?"
The two patrolling guards unconsciously straightened their backs, looked at each other, and hurriedly responded, "Here! Here!"
It is the cold season now, and other orc races are already having a hard time, let alone the snake race who need to hibernate.
Apart from the warriors who were patrolling the tribe's safety and still holding on in the wind and snow, the other tribesmen were huddled deep in the cave, leaning on each other for warmth. As the leader, Mo Yan had to distribute food every day and had a lot more to do.
Teng didn't waste any time on small talk and said in a clear voice, "Take me to see Mo Yan."
The two warriors nodded immediately as if they had been pardoned, and bowed to welcome Teng into the tribe.
This companion who grew up together has now become the most familiar stranger.
The experience of the time when the Teng Star Mark was shattered stood between them like an ice wall that could never be melted, causing their relationship to become extremely awkward. Furthermore, he had been away from the tribe for a long time and had become a powerful eight-star mark cultivator that everyone admired. They deliberately kept a half-step distance between them, fearing neglect if they were too far away, but feeling a little apprehensive if they were too close.
This cautious approach made the originally familiar journey home seem extra long.
Teng walked along, his dark green eyes looking towards the Cangshan tribe through the blizzard.
A long time has passed since the last time I left and went to the Black Crocodile Swamp with Mo Yan to look for Fu Ying. Now that I have returned, the Cangshan Tribe is no longer what I remembered.
Now Mo Yan has become the leader, and under his rule, the entire tribe has been completely transformed.
Teng looked at the stone caves scattered on the stone wall and the well-organized tribal camp, his eyes flashing slightly.
During the time he was away, Mo Yan did manage the Cangshan tribe very well.
Perhaps they heard the noise, and the members of the Cangshan tribe looked out curiously. The faces of those tribesmen who had once mocked them were all frozen in astonishment, as if they had never expected to see the Teng again one day.
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