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Chapter 91 The Little Fox is Born
"call out--"

A dazzling arrow of light pierced through the air and precisely struck Meng's chest!
His pupils suddenly contracted, his sinister smile froze on his face, and the moment his hand grasped the light arrow, the arrow transformed into a sky full of spiritual light and shattered.

The beastmen's expressions changed drastically, and the ferocious looks on their faces suddenly froze!
They all followed the trail of light left by the arrow and looked into the distance.

There, a slender figure emerged from the rain, walking unhurriedly.

Holding the swaddled baby in one arm, she lightly pinched two fingers together with the other and pulled backward in mid-air. In an instant, firefly-like light gathered at her fingertips, condensing into a trembling, dazzling arrow.

"call out--"

With a whooshing sound as the arrow left the bow, the light arrow swiftly pierced through the rain, aiming straight for the throat of the next giant lizard orc!
Mo Yan's scarlet body tensed up, and his scales suddenly retracted.

He stared intently at Fuying, who had returned, his heart trembling uncontrollably in his chest.

Is she crazy?

Once the Fallen Orcs are exposed, it will be a deadly stalemate!

Mo Yan hissed, flicking its forked tongue, its scarlet eyes swirling with ferocity.

Why did she come back? What kind of bewitching potion did this male white fox give her? Was it worth risking her life to return? Was she even willing to sacrifice herself?

The thought exploded in Mo Yan's chest, and intense jealousy spread wildly through his veins.

He turned his head sharply, his pupils locking onto the swaying Bai Cang.

A mere fallen orc dares to challenge you?!
Bai Cang was in excruciating pain, his consciousness swaying in the darkness, but he suddenly awoke as he watched the giant lizard beastmen fall one after another.

He struggled to lift his heavy eyelids, and a force compelled him to turn his head.

When his gaze fell upon the slender figure emerging from the rain, Bai Cang's unfocused pupils suddenly contracted, and his eyes, as if dead ashes had been rekindled, burst forth with a scorching light.

But then, his gaze froze.

My gaze fell on the crook of her arm, where a tuft of slightly undulating, snow-white down was faintly visible.

Bai Cang's breath caught in his throat, and he stared blankly into space. His amber-colored beastly eyes trembled violently, and a layer of mist uncontrollably welled up in his eyes. It was—his cub.
In the instant Bai Cang was distracted, Xi Feng's eyes flashed with ferocity, and his blood-red maw lunged at Bai Cang's neck!
"boom--"

A dark afterimage swept by, its black snake scales gleaming coldly in the rain.

The snake's tail swept across with tremendous force, sending Xifeng's massive body flying backward!

Teng's dark green vertical pupils swept over the dying Bai Cang, a rare flicker of emotion flashing in his eyes.

He flicked the blood off the tip of his tail, his voice slightly hoarse: "Hold on! You don't want your kid to actually call me 'Father,' do you?"

Bai Cang's body trembled violently, and he transformed into human form in the rain.

The snow-white animal hide around his waist was soaked with poisonous blood, and his long, silvery hair was wet and sticky, clinging to his pale face, making his beautiful and vibrant features appear sickly and fragile.

Bai Cang struggled to sit up, his amber eyes fixed on Fu Ying's direction. A mocking sneer curled at the corner of his thin lips as he said to Teng, "Call you Father? In your next life."

Teng's taut snake tail relaxed almost imperceptibly, his dark green pupils narrowed, but his mouth remained unyielding: "So what? A-Ying already promised to lay a few nests of eggs for me."

The two men's conversation, seemingly oblivious to their surroundings, left the orcs from the two tribes looking at each other in bewilderment.

Xi Feng staggered to his feet from the pool of blood, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with broken teeth. His sinister gaze, as if coated with poison, shot fiercely at Mo Yan: "Your Cangshan tribe dares to collude with the fallen beastmen!"

"If this gets out, your Cangshan tribe will be driven out of the entire Beishan!"

The people of the Cangshan tribe looked on with trepidation, their scales rustling nervously as they swam.

Their gazes darted back and forth between Teng and Bai Cang, their throats emitting chaotic hissing sounds.

Mo Yan slowly arched his body, his scarlet tongue flicking out, and stared at Teng, saying, "Teng, are you sure you want to stand with this fallen beastman? To risk abandoning the Cangshan tribe and becoming an enemy of the entire Beishan?"

He was not exaggerating; the news of the fallen orcs could no longer be kept secret.

Before long, all the tribes in the North Mountain will be mobilized upon hearing the news. The Cangshan tribe cannot stop them, nor will they.

The fallen orcs are sins banished by the Beast God, filth that must be purified with blood.

Tengxuan's black serpentine body suddenly arched, its dark green vertical pupils staring down at the beastmen present, and it said coldly, "From this day forward, I am no longer a member of the Cangshan tribe!"

He could ignore Bai Cang's life or death, but since Fu Ying had chosen to come back, he would stay with her to the end.

The shackles of the Cangshan tribe and the Xishan tribe should have been shattered long ago.

He is Teng, just Teng, the male of the Fuying tree.

Bai Cang tilted his head slightly, his blood-stained silver hair draped over his shoulders.

Looking at the resolute look in Tengtong's eyes, a faint smile suddenly appeared on his pale lips.

This venomous snake does have a certain amount of ferocity.

Mo Yan's eyes darkened, his scarlet snake pupils narrowing into two thin lines: "Teng, you've really gone mad."

"You think that by advancing to a Seven-Star Patterned Beastman, you can protect a Fallen Beastman? How arrogant! Once you leave the Cangshan Tribe, you can't even handle this rainy season..."

"Zheng——"

A dazzling arrow of light pierced straight into the mud in front of him, its tail trembling with immense force, the gust of wind it generated causing his scales to ache all over his body.

This is not a warning, but a blatant deterrent.

Mo Yan's pupils suddenly contracted, and the words "couldn't endure it" were forced back down his throat.

He turned to look.

Fu Ying stepped through the muddy, bloody water, her animal hide soaked in blood, her snow-white skin covered in bloodstains. The beastmen around her stared at her, not daring to utter a sound.

An eerie silence descended, broken only by the sound of torrential rain.

Fuying lowered her eyelashes, gazing at the tiny bundle in the swaddling clothes whose eyes had not yet opened.

She didn't use an umbrella, yet the torrential rain split off just inches from her skin, forming a hazy barrier. The beastmen, watching this scene, couldn't help but gasp in unison.

Fu Ying slowly approached, blocking Teng and Bai Cang's path, her alluring eyes exuding an arrogant air.

Her narrow, fox-like eyes swept over everyone present, the corners of her eyes a blood-red hue. The scrutiny and oppressive aura in her eyes were almost tangible, and wherever her gaze fell, the beastmen invariably took a half-step back.

“Teng can’t protect you.” Her red lips parted slightly, her alluring voice tinged with coldness: “Then I will protect you.”

As soon as she finished speaking, a blinding burst of fire suddenly shot out from her fingertips!

The flames, instead of being extinguished by the heavy rain, blazed even brighter, almost evaporating the rainwater!

"what--"

In an instant, the orcs of the giant lizard tribe were engulfed in flames, letting out shrill screams.

In the firelight, their scales twisted and burst under the high temperature, their exposed flesh quickly turned black, and the air was filled with a stench, with billowing smoke forming a deathly mist.

Fu Ying looked at this scene and couldn't help but smile.

Anyone who attempts to kill the male protagonist or disrupt the mission should be killed!

She lowered her eyelids, reached out and stroked the fluffy white fur of the ball, her alluring voice like a delicate hook: "My male, even if he is a fallen beastman..."

"It's not your place to judge."

The holiday is over!

I'm a terrible writer, so I'm writing really slowly. I hope you can all understand. I'm working hard to get the third update coming soon!
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