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Chapter 147 Return to the Sea Immediately!
the other side.

Xingyao looked up at the "flying bird" that had taken flight, his brows furrowed.

Jingxiang sat curled up on the ground, her gaze drifting unfocusedly over Fuying's back, her expression somewhat dazed.

"Xiangxiang, tell me, should I believe her?" Xingyao hesitated.

Fuying's infamy was like a malignant tumor among the Jiao tribe, and she was regarded as an enemy by her people.

Logically, he shouldn't have believed her, much less pay attention to her anymore. But when she casually mentioned that she could help Dan Yue reshape the star pattern, he was still moved. It was a great temptation for him.

This idea was too dangerous, like knowingly poisonous bait, tearing his reason to shreds.

He couldn't believe it, yet he wanted to believe it; his mind was a jumbled mess.

Jingxiang snapped out of her daze, her fingertips pausing slightly as they touched Xingyao's taut wrist. She took his hand and used it to stand up, then turned to look at Fuying, took a deep breath, and whispered, "Trust her this once."

Jingxiang pursed her lips, her back teeth aching from biting so hard, but the words still escaped from between her teeth: "Xingyao, I think she can be trusted."

After Jingxiang finished speaking, fearing that Xingyao would misunderstand, she quickly explained, "I didn't speak up for her because I considered her a friend. You saw it at the tribal trade fair. To protect the beastmen's beast husbands, she even risked fighting and making enemies with more than a dozen tribes. This doesn't seem like the evil female in the rumors."

She paused, and the scene of the tribal trade fair came to mind.

“…She could have chosen not to come. Tell me, how could a truly wicked female put herself in danger just to protect her beast husband?” Whale Fragrance said in a low voice, her voice almost lost in the wind.

Her gaze drifted unconsciously to Fuying's retreating figure, then quickly returned to its original direction.

"Xingyao, I think there might be some misunderstanding here."

Xingyao listened attentively to Jingxiang's words, and when he looked down at her, his eyes were filled with a focused concentration.

He knew his female very well. Although she seemed simple, she had her own ideas and loved to sit alone on the rocks counting stars. She rarely played with other females in the tribe.

At this moment, she held his hand, her brows furrowed slightly, her expression revealing an unusual stubbornness.

“I know,” Xingyao said softly, his voice filled with indulgence.

He gently stroked the back of her hand with his fingertips: "I know you never speak up for anyone easily."

This was the first time he had seen Jingxiang trust and like a female so much. It was rare, as if she had finally found her own kind. He could sense the joy in her heart, but unfortunately, it was shattered by his own hands.

If it were any other female, he would have let her make new friends, but...

Fu Ying had stirred up a bloodbath in the oasis tribes, and even in the entire North Mountain, her reputation was extremely high. He didn't know if there was any misunderstanding involved, but he had witnessed Dan Yue's matter firsthand, and that was a fact.

Thinking this, Xingyao slowly shook his head, a dark glint flashing in his eyes.

“You will not come to see her. The Merfolk wish they could devour her alive. How could they possibly help her find Dan Yue? You know the female’s control over her beast husband. Even if I really hope it’s true, I can’t take the risk.”

At this point, Xingyao looked up at Fuying, his expression indifferent, a layer of frost in his eyes.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw Fu Ying suddenly turn her head, her gaze sweeping over him and Jing Xiang like a blade. Her gaze was so cold that it seemed to freeze the surrounding air.

Xingyao's pupils suddenly dilated, and he instinctively shielded Jingxiang behind him.

"call out--"

The arrow that shot from Fuying's fingertips, carrying a string of dazzling starlight, pierced through the air!

Xingyao's muscles tensed, his fangs bared, and a deep, beastly roar rolled from his throat.

Is this vicious female going to kill them all?
The surrounding tribesmen tensed instantly, their scales shimmering as they stared intently at Fuying. In a flash, the arrow, accompanied by a piercing whistle, grazed past Xingyao's ear!

"Pfft-"

Blood splattered as the arrow pierced the shoulder of the orc behind him, pinning him to a tree trunk. The muffled sound of the bark cracking and the heart-wrenching screams echoed simultaneously, tearing through the heavy air.

"Dang Cang——"

The bone knife slammed down, and the orc clutched his bloodied shoulder, his face contorted in pain.

Xingyao whirled around and met Jingxiang's pale face. Three steps behind her, a beastman was nailed to a tree trunk. His blood seemed to freeze, and cold sweat instantly covered his back.

If Fuying had been any slower... that whale fragrance...

The Starry Beast's pupils contracted sharply, and it hugged Whale Fragrance tightly with a hint of fear.

With a light touch of her toes, Fuying landed in front of Xingyao and Jingxiang like a feather, protecting them.

She caught the rustling sounds approaching from the woods, and with a flick of her wrist, the frost-covered whip gleamed with cold light.

Fu Ying's red lips moved slightly, and she said in a deep voice, "Take your people and leave! The tribes of Beishan are coming after us. If you save me, in their eyes you will undoubtedly be my accomplices."

Her alluring profile tightened: "An explanation won't work. Return to the sea immediately!"

Without hesitation, Xingyao immediately raised his head and let out a long roar!
Hearing the sound, the people of the Qijing tribe sprang into action, following behind Xingyao and Jingxiang, rushing towards the ocean, with startled birds fluttering and scattering along the way.

Jingxiang was held in Xingyao's arms, but kept turning back to look at Fuying.

Although she was not thin, she was very slender, like a lone bamboo stalk.

In the distance, she saw orcs swarming towards her like locusts, billowing dust and roaring in waves as they called upon their allies to besiege Fuying!

"What about Fuying?" Jingxiang's voice trembled, and her fingernails uncontrollably gripped Xingyao's arm.

Xingyao didn't turn around, nor did he answer Jingxiang.

He gritted his teeth, listening to the increasingly heavy roars of the beasts behind him, his expression extremely grave. He silently quickened his pace, letting Jingxiang's nails dig deep into his arm, bringing a wave of pain.

Xingyao's fangs tore through the inside of his mouth, and the taste of rust spread across his tongue.

Without looking back, he abandoned not the chariot, but the pale moon.

The female was dead, and for Dan Yue, the beast's husband, the final outcome... his muscles bulged into a ferocious arc. He still didn't turn around, but simply held Jing Xiang even tighter.
He couldn't help her, nor could he save Dan Yue; Fu Ying would eventually be swallowed up by the orcs' fierce encirclement.

He made a pact with Whale Fragrance, and his greatest responsibility in this life was to protect her. When the beast-shaped markings of her appeared on his neck, all his vows were tied to her alone.

This time, Fuying is definitely going to get away with it.

They were just insignificant ripples in the ocean, unable to even control their own fate, let alone care about anything else, and powerless to stop this carnage.

Fuying's figure gradually disappeared from sight. Jingxiang's eyes were red and she lay on Xingyao's shoulder without making a sound. Her tears soaked the scales on his neck, and her sobs were mixed with the roaring of the beasts.

Xingyao never looked back.

Wishing my precious children a happy and healthy Dragon Boat Festival!

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(End of this chapter)