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Chapter 55 Don't Make Me Unhappy

"Teng will come too?" Fu Ying blinked, seemingly lost in thought.

The change in his demeanor caused a flicker of displeasure to cross Mo Yan's eyes.

He remained calm and said without showing any emotion, "Father is the leader of the Cangshan tribe. It will definitely not be easy for him in the Giant Lizard tribe. For Teng, what he wants most is to gain Father's approval, so of course he will come."

Fu Ying stared at Gui for a while, then gently flicked the long whip, and Gui obediently curled back into her palm.

Immediately afterwards, she reached out her hand to Gui: "Okay, I can help, but bring me the tail scale first."

Gui frowned deeply and said in a deep voice, "Even if I give it to you, who knows if you'll still help me?"

Fu Ying squinted, his fingertips stroking the long whip. What should he do if he didn't like the look of this old man?
Just then, Mo Yan suddenly spoke up: "Give it back! Give it to her!"

Although Gui was a shaman of the Cangshan tribe, he listened to Mo Yan's every word.

He took a deep breath, took out a mermaid tail skirt, and reluctantly handed it to Fuying.

Fu Ying took it and looked at the mermaid tail skirt shimmering in the moonlight. She breathed a sigh of relief. The feeling was similar to getting Teng's beast crystal. No matter how many twists and turns the process was, the result was achieved.

Xishan then came closer, stared at the shark tail scales for a moment, and asked in confusion, "What do you want Danyue's scales for? They're still entangled with Teng. Do you know that crazy female Fuying?"

Upon hearing this, Fuying paused, then turned and carefully stored the tail scale in his spatial storage, placing it securely.

"The Illusionary Realm??" Gui's pupils contracted, somewhat surprised.

All he knew was that the female before him was a witch who could control rain, return from dangerous places like Thorn Cliff, and was also a skilled fighter. But she even possessed an illusionary realm? Was the Beast God so biased?

Mo Yan was also somewhat surprised, as he didn't know about this either.

Fu Ying glanced at Xi Shan, a contemptuous smile playing on her lips: "Mind your own business. You've been given a second chance at life by the Oasis Tribe, so cherish it, understand?"

Xi Shan's expression changed, and she was about to curse when Mo Yan shouted, "Get out of the way!"

What kind of woman does she think Fuying is, someone to be trifled with? To insult her to her face, is she out of her mind?
Xishan bit her lower lip so hard it almost bled.

Most of her males had died in battle, and the rest had been scattered during the escape. They had no choice but to rely on Mo Yan, but they regretted it in their hearts. They should have known better than to covet Mo Yan's strength and status.

Mo Yan is indeed a male with outstanding talent, but he doesn't cherish females!
Fu Ying sat back down, took out another fruit and started eating it, then asked carefully, "Do you know the specific strength of the Giant Lizard Tribe?"

Mo Yan nodded: "An old rival."

"The strongest member of the Giant Lizard Tribe is its leader, Xifeng, an orc with peak six-star markings."

"Secondly, there is the shaman of the giant lizard tribe. He was given the ability to make poison by the beast god. He is not very strong, only a three-star patterned beastman. However, he is covered in poison, and even a six-star patterned beastman would have a hard time with him."

"Then there is Meng, the first warrior of the Giant Lizard Tribe, who is also a six-star beastman."

Fu Ying nodded: "It doesn't sound very good."

After he finished speaking, Gui and Moyan both looked at Fuying with complicated expressions.

Xishan sneered and muttered under his breath, "What a big talker."

Fu Ying's fingertips lightly traced her lower abdomen, a subtle hint of weighing her options flashing in her eyes.

Although she looked down on these beastmen, she was now pregnant and had to be careful in her actions, avoiding risks and not attracting the attention of the Beast God.

Thinking of this, she looked up at Mo Yan: "You guys contact Teng and summon Xingkong as well. Many hands make light work. Once everyone is gathered, wouldn't we have a greater chance of overthrowing the giant lizard tribe?"

Xishan chuckled: "Didn't you look down on the giant lizard tribe? One person can handle it!"

Fu Ying raised an eyebrow, and with a light flick of his hand, delivered a resounding slap in mid-air.

With a sharp "smack," Xishan's cheek was slapped to the side, quickly swelling and turning red. Xishan stared at Fuying in horror: "You..."

Fu Ying crossed her long legs and blew on her palm: "Be quiet and don't upset me."

She toyed with the fruit pit in her hand, a mocking smile curving her lips: "I may look down on the giant lizard tribe, and they are indeed not worth mentioning, but didn't Mo Yan say that Teng will definitely come to rescue Chief Mo Shan? As his son, he must personally take charge of this matter. I can't possibly steal the credit, can I?"

Xishan covered her swollen face, her expression filled with fear, and dared not utter a sound.

However, she cursed inwardly, "Teng doesn't even have any beast crystals left, so how can he save people?"
Mo Yan stared at Fu Ying with his scarlet vertical pupils: "The Wyvern Tribe is on the other side of the cliff, we can't go there."

Fu Ying frowned and glanced at him: "Then what do you want to do?"

Mo Yan stared straight at her: "You can become invisible."

"So what?" Fu Ying turned to look at him, and said sarcastically, "You want me to get close to the giant lizard tribe and poison their water source? To give them a taste of their own medicine?"

Mo Yan is indeed ruthless and acts arbitrarily; he is the makings of a leader.

"Can't you bring yourself to do it?" Mo Yan narrowed his eyes, his question leaving Fu Ying speechless.

How could she do that? She's not the original owner of this body!

This was indeed a good way to resolve the matter smoothly, but cause and effect are cyclical and retribution is inevitable. She poisoned him, so she will naturally bear the consequences. One day, when the poison returns to her, she will have to pay the price.

Why should we do this for a tribe in Cangshan?
Fu Ying pondered for a moment, then looked up at Mo Yan and said calmly, "I can use a sleeping potion to make them unconscious. Afterwards, you can take the people of the Cangshan tribe away, but you cannot use this as an excuse to slaughter the giant lizard tribe."

Mo Yan coldly remarked sarcastically, "Ha, how kind."

Fu Ying's expression was indifferent: "You coerced the Banshan tribe, causing a crisis for the Cangshan tribe. I helped you poison and slaughter the giant lizard tribe. How do you know there won't be any survivors like you? If one day, the Cangshan tribe is slaughtered by these survivors, whose responsibility will it be? Mine? Or yours?"

"I don't want to get involved in the feud between the Cangshan Tribe and the Giant Lizard Tribe. After this, you can fight to the death. Since you've given me the shark tail scale, and I'll help you save people and cure the viper's venom, then we'll be even."

After hearing Fu Ying's words, Mo Yan remained silent for a long time: "When do we make our move?"

Fuying stood up and glanced at the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

"There's no time like the present, let's do it today."

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On the other side, around the giant lizard tribe, a group of people were also making moves.

The leading orc had a sharp, defined face with cold, hard lines.

His eyes were deep-set, with long lashes covering a pair of dark, almost emerald-green eyes. The cold moonlight cast a chilling glow on his handsome face, and his gaze was piercingly cold, devoid of any warmth.

"Teng, you just wait here, I'll definitely get Uncle Moshan out for you!"

A clear, starry voice drifted from the side; he remained as carefree and unrestrained as ever.

Teng spoke in a hoarse voice, his pale face filled with coldness: "I must go."

Xingkong looked at his hair, which was now mostly white, and a hint of sadness flashed in her eyes. She reached out and patted his shoulder: "Teng, you've endured too much."

Teng's fingertips suddenly tightened, and his knuckles turned bluish-white.

He slowly raised his head, his dark green eyes reflecting Xingkong's weary face. He choked up, finally managing to utter only a low, hoarse "Xingkong, thank you."

The night wind whipped his long hair, revealing the repeatedly healed wrinkles on his neck.

It was a red fox with markings no bigger than a palm, its fur the color of congealed blood. As the moonlight shone through, the red fox markings flickered, as if they were about to leap out at any moment.

The male lead is completely virgin! Pure!
No matter who appears later or anything else, if they're not pure, they can't possibly be the male lead!!

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