Then I'll check it out
After everyone had left their fingerprints, Fu Ying collected the parchment floating in the air. There was no fishy smell on it, but instead a deep and mysterious scent. After taking a quick glance, she put the parchment away.
"Alright everyone, the contract is signed, grab your belongings, we should leave."
Fu Ying looked up at the dim sky. It was almost dark under the cover of blizzard.
When the orcs around her heard her words, they cheered with joy. They had already taken their belongings with them when they left the tribe, so they didn't have to go back to get them now.
Fu Ying flipped his palm, took out the teleportation scroll, and said to everyone, "Now, hold hands."
Teng put one hand around Fuying's waist and held Benlang's arm with the other. Although the other orcs didn't understand why, they followed his instructions. You hold me and I hold you, like a huge circle, surrounding Fuying as the center point.
The next moment, golden light became brighter, almost covering the entire periphery of the Fengyin tribe.
A feeling of oppression and withdrawal swept over everyone. When the orcs opened their eyes again, although they still saw a vast expanse of white, the air around them was different from that under the thorny cliff. It was fresh and... free.
Soon excited sobs were heard all around: "We are out, we are really out——"
Immediately afterwards, someone became restless and quietly left the team.
Although they all respected the witch and were grateful to her for bringing them out of the Thorn Cliff, they wanted to go back to their former tribe and did not want to leave Beishan, let alone go outside the dangerous Triangle Sea.
As for the so-called contract, haha, they had never heard of such a contract in the Orc Continent.
In their view, Fu Ying was just acting like a witch to scare them.
Teng held Fuying tightly and tugged at the collar of her cloak. Although he couldn't see clearly through the snow, he could sense the commotion. He whispered, "It seems these fallen orcs aren't as obedient as they appear."
Benlang stood aside, and when he heard Teng's words, his face was full of shame.
He said, "Don't worry, Lady Miko! I'll go and get them all back right away!"
Fu Ying's long eyelashes flickered slightly, and she said calmly, "No need, let's go."
She and Teng turned around and headed towards the place where the mermaids were taking shelter from the wind and snow.
Benlang frowned and looked back at the leaving orcs frequently, with a bad feeling in his heart.
Sure enough, they hadn't walked far when painful roars were heard in the wind and snow, almost shaking the wind and snow to the point of freezing for a moment. The orcs looked at the shattered body of the fleeing fallen orc, their faces pale.
They turned their heads silently and looked at the slender figure walking in front, who never looked back, and were as silent as a cicada.
Benlang also gasped, and when he looked at Fu Ying, his expression became more and more awed.
As soon as he returned to the mermaid tribe, Danyue rushed over after hearing the news. He looked Fu Ying up and down, breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the group of timid and quiet fallen orcs following behind her.
If it weren't for the dark star patterns between their eyebrows, he would have doubted whether these were really fallen orcs?
"Danyue, Teng, you guys settle these orcs. I'll go see Tuanzi and the others." Fu Ying gave instructions and turned to go to the cubs' tent. It was late at night and the little guys were huddled together, sleeping soundly.
After not seeing them for two days, the twins had grown a little bigger. Their hair grew exceptionally fast, like blue waves.
Fu Ying looked at them for a moment, tucked in the corners of their quilts, added some firewood to the brazier, and then turned and left the tent.
She turned and went to Luo Heng's tent. His injuries had not healed yet before heading to the Frost Plains Tribe.
As Fu Ying opened the curtain, Luo Heng's vigilant voice rang out from inside the tent: "Who?"
"It's me." Fu Ying entered the slightly cool tent and saw Luo Heng sitting by the bed. "Why aren't you lighting the brazier?"
Luo Heng stood up suddenly, staring at Fu Ying with her purple eyes without blinking, and said hesitantly, "I, I'm not cold."
Fu Ying noticed his reserve and chuckled. Even though the words had already been spoken, Luo Heng's personality showed that he was never a proactive person. He always had a weak temperament, which made people ignore his strength as a nine-star beastman.
She walked forward and pulled Luo Heng to sit beside the bed: "Are your injuries healed?"
Luo Heng hummed lightly, his eyes fixed on her.
"Then let me check it out."
Fu Ying raised her eyebrows and reached out to grope Luo Heng's body. His slender body suddenly tensed like a bowstring. When her hand reached in, his body began to tremble and his breathing became rapid.
She knew this body too well and knew exactly which areas were off-limits.
“…Don’t…don’t…” A peach blossom color appeared in the corners of Luo Heng’s eyes, and her thin lips slightly opened, uttering ambiguous words.
He bent slightly, a strand of curly purple hair fell down, and his purple eyes, half-covered by long eyelashes, were like mist in the twilight, emitting bursts of rich fragrance, making the originally slightly cool atmosphere in the tent become particularly hot.
"It seems to be fine." Fu Ying smiled faintly and slowly withdrew his hand.
Luo Heng looked at her, his misty gaze lingered on her for a moment, and then he returned to his usual quiet state.
Fu Ying took out a bottle of elixir and handed it to Luo Heng, saying softly, "Rest well for a while. In two days, we will set off for the Triangle Sea. When you are fully recovered, we will continue what we just did."
The last sentence was so tactful and lingering that it caused ripples in Luo Heng's originally calm mood.
His chest heaved twice, and he raised his hand to gently stroke the ends of her drooping hair, his eyes deep and focused.
After comforting Luo Heng, Fu Ying left the tent. The cold wind blew away the fragrance of the moonflower on her body.
She walked a few steps towards the sea. The sea was quiet in the middle of the night. Snowflakes fell on the sea surface, reflecting a very clear picture. The fog had not yet dissipated, and the sea water had retreated several meters, like a huge deep pit.
The sea beastmen have no home to return to, and this vast sea area may really be evaporated by the endless flow of seabed magma.
Fu Ying sat down on the rocks by the sea, with a pot of moonflowers in his hand.
"Although there is no moon, I haven't let you out for some fresh air for a long time." Fu Ying lowered her eyes and looked at the moon flower that had already sprouted buds in her palm. She pursed her red lips slightly. It was growing very fast under the nourishment of spiritual energy and her blood.
She cut her finger and let the blood drip onto the branches of the moonflower. It fluttered in the wind, and its leaves wrapped around Fuying's injured finger. The fine serrations gently pierced her wound, and it greedily sipped her sweet blood hungrily.
Fu Ying chuckled and flicked the leaves with his fingers: "You really haven't changed at all."
At this moment, footsteps were heard from the side.
Fu Ying put away his gun and turned to look at Danyue.
Tan Yue slowly approached, held her cold hand, and whispered, "Why don't you take a rest?"
Fu Ying pursed her red lips and glanced at Dan Yue: "Are the members of the mermaid tribe okay?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
