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Chapter 31 A Baby with You
Mo Yan's gaze darkened slightly. Fallen beastmen are not tolerated on the beastman continent. Could she really be a fallen beastman?
Just as Mo Yan's thoughts were churning, Sang Jie's hand quietly slipped inside and touched his firm chest.

Sang Jie was a silkworm beastman with soft and delicate hands. Wherever she touched, it seemed to carry clusters of leaping flames, instantly igniting Mo Yan's senses. The warmth quickly spread from his chest to his entire body.

Mo Yan felt an uncontrollable heat rise in his body, and his breathing became rapid.

His bloodshot eyes stared at Sang Jie, and after a moment, he picked her up and carried her into the cave.

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On the other side, Fuying followed Teng back to the cave.

She didn't even treat her wounds. Instead, she took out the prepared rabbit from her spatial storage and started cooking.

It's said that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach, and she even took cooking classes.

As the stars appeared, I saw two herbivores on the fire, licking the flames and sizzling with oil, their bodies gleaming enticingly in the firelight.

In the Orcish Continent, only females enjoy eating roasted beast meat; males need fresh beast blood to become stronger.

However, as Fuying picked up a small pinch of seasoning and sprinkled it evenly on the meat, an overwhelming and rich aroma instantly broke free and spread wildly throughout the cave, making everyone's mouths water.

"What did you scatter?" Xingkong squatted down and asked curiously.

Fu Ying didn't even look up, and said, "Seasonings, to give you primitive natives a little shock."

"Primitive? Indigenous? What's that?" Xingkong looked at Fuying with a puzzled expression. This little female always said things that others couldn't understand, but there was no doubt that she knew a lot.

Fu Ying was too lazy to explain, and pointed to the cave: "Teng is inside, go find him and talk to him."

Xingkong paused, then got up and walked into the cave.

Teng sat alone on a rock in the corner, his face pale, his expression numb and empty, devoid of any emotion.

Hearing the sound, Teng slowly turned her head, looked at the starry sky, and said in a hoarse voice, "Why haven't we gone back yet?"

Xingkong strode in, sat down directly, his movements practiced and natural, as if he were at home.

A faint smile played on his lips: "Hua Hua said she wants me to stay and eat this roasted herbivore with her."

Teng's eyes twitched almost imperceptibly, and she let out a cold laugh. Though her voice was soft, it carried a hint of malice: "Judging from what you're saying, it seems you believe her to some extent?"

Hearing this, Xingkong paused, turned to look at Teng, and frowned, saying, "Teng, you can't keep trapping yourself in hatred. Fuying has disappeared without a trace, and no one knows where she has escaped to. Maybe Danyue took her to an island and hid her there. How are you going to find her?"

Before Teng could speak, Xingkong added earnestly, "Huahua is indeed mysterious, making her hard to believe, but think about it, she has already saved you twice since you came to the Cangshan tribe!"

“A female is willing to risk her life to save you and doesn’t even care about your status as a sworn sister. What are you still thinking? The Oasis Tribe has been wiped out. Don’t worry about Fuying anymore. It’s more important to live your own life well.”

As she spoke, Xingkong reached out and patted Teng's shoulder, looking comforting.

"I don't believe her." Teng sneered, his handsome features revealing undisguised indifference and wariness.

"Really?" Xingkong raised an eyebrow, chuckled, and pointed to the commotion outside: "Then how can you tolerate her staying here? That's not like you, is it?"

Teng paused, looked up at the starry sky, his dark green eyes filled with ferocity, like a trapped beast: "Starry Sky, she can help me. As long as I can find Fuying and kill her, I will stop at nothing."

Hearing these menacing words, Xingkong felt a chill run down his spine.

Although he was well aware of Teng's hatred for Fuying, the intensity of it was still alarming.

Xingkong pursed his lips, a hint of dissatisfaction on his carefree face, and said in a deep voice, "Huahua is just a female, she shouldn't get involved in your and Fuying's affairs."

Upon hearing this, Teng stared at the starry sky for a moment and asked, "You've taken a fancy to this female?"

Xingkong was taken aback, and subconsciously shook his head: "Females are spoiled and too troublesome. I have never thought about forming a contract." Just then, Fuying returned with light steps.

She held a large leaf steadily in her hands, on which were placed two glistening roasted rabbits. The rabbit meat was roasted to an enticing golden brown, looking crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

Next to the roasted rabbit is a tempting dish of spicy rabbit pieces.

The tender rabbit meat cubes complement the fiery red chili peppers, creating a rich and mouthwatering aroma.

"Achoo—" Xingkong couldn't help but sneeze, looking at the bright red things on the leaves with some surprise: "How could you... Achoo, put the thorny fruit and the beast meat together... Achoo..."

In short, sneezing kept coming. Fuying lifted her eyelids and thought, "Well, someone who can't eat spicy food."

She casually handed a golden-brown roasted herbivore to Teng, her eyes crinkling as she said, "Eat."

Teng stared intently at her, his gaze deep, and quietly observed her for a moment.

He didn't reach out to take the roasted herbivore that Fu Ying offered him.

After a moment, he slightly parted his lips and uttered a string of hoarse, cold words: "No matter what your purpose is in approaching me, I can agree to your conditions, but you must first grant me one request."

Fu Ying blinked, popped a spicy and fragrant piece of rabbit into her mouth, and pricked up her ears.

The next instant, as if a chilling current of air had come from the deepest hell, carrying a heavy aura of malevolence, Teng gritted his teeth and said, word by word, "Find Fuying for me. I want to break her neck with my own hands!"

Upon hearing this, Fuying felt a chill on her neck and silently sat up straight.

She pondered for a long time, then tilted her head to look at Teng: "If I remember correctly, after a male and female form a bond, if the female dies, the male will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die. Do you hate her that much?"

Hate so much that you don't even care about your own life?
Xingkong, already quite familiar with the place, picked up a roasted herbivore and devoured it in a few bites, not even spitting out the bones.

Upon hearing Fu Ying's words, he spoke up for Teng without hesitation, his words filled with coldness: "Fu Ying stole Teng's beast crystal, causing his star pattern to shatter, his lifespan to be drastically reduced, and even his ability to conceive offspring to be gone. This is a deadly feud, and if I can avenge him with my death, I will not hesitate for a moment."

After saying that, Xingkong glanced at Fuying and said, "You're just a little female, of course you can't understand."

Fu Ying ignored the starry sky and looked at Teng: "How can you be so sure I can find her?"

Teng's dark green eyes swept over Fu Ying, glancing at the large, glaring bloodstains, before looking away: "I don't care what your purpose was in approaching me, but your abilities have given me hope for revenge."

Dan Yue hid Fu Ying; he was a sea creature, and it was difficult for land-dwelling beastmen to find him.

But this female is different; she is a witch, and a witch with great power!

Fu Ying thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay! I'll help you!"

Kill yourself, hey, it's just for fun.

The moment those words were spoken, the atmosphere in the cave froze.

Teng and Xingkong turned their gazes to Fuying almost simultaneously, their eyes fixed on her like beams of light.

Teng's expression was cold and stern, his dark green eyes like unfathomable pools. He slightly parted his lips, his voice low and hoarse, as if emanating from the depths of his chest, and said, word by word, "What do you want?"

A sly glint flashed in Fu Ying's eyes, and a faint smile played on her lips as she slowly raised a finger toward Teng.

Her eyes were bright as she looked directly at Teng, her tone light yet carrying a hidden meaning.

"I want a cub, a cub that you will carry."

(End of this chapter)