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Chapter 224 She will never abandon him
On the other side, the Golden Eagle Clan.

As soon as Fuying stood firm, he smelled the stench of blood in the air.

Her brows furrowed; if she hadn't already passed the morning sickness stage, she would have been unable to resist the smell alone.

Yu Li's face suddenly turned ashen. He looked at the familiar tribe, his Adam's apple bobbing violently a few times. In the next instant, he transformed into a huge golden eagle, its gilded feathers gleaming like a dazzling sun.

The golden eagle suddenly turned its head and glanced at Fuying, its sharp golden eyes surging with barely concealed anxiety.

He lowered his beastly body slightly, spreading one of his wings into a sloping shape, with each sharp feather neatly folded in, as if to let Fuying sit on his back.

Fu Ying gazed at his tense body, which seemed to be churning with magma, yet he remained quietly bent down, waiting for her to ride on his back. She lightly touched her toes to Yu Li's back and gently stepped on it.

Perhaps because she wasn't used to it, Yu Li's muscles tensed up for a moment, but she quickly relaxed.

"Hold on tight." A deep voice came from Yu Li's golden beak.

As soon as he finished speaking, a cry that pierced through the clouds and split rocks rang out, and his enormous wings suddenly flapped, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The golden eagle moved with lightning speed, tearing through the sky.

The wind howled, making Yu Li's golden feathers rustle, each feather rippling with golden waves.

The members of the Golden Eagle tribe sensed something amiss and took flight from their nests. However, when they recognized the familiar golden wings, a chorus of cries echoed through the sky, each cry louder and more intense than the last.

Yu Li's pupils contracted slightly, and he responded with a long howl.

Fuying stood on Yuli's back, the wind whipping up her long hair and fluttering her clothes, as if she might be carried away by the wind at any moment.

Suddenly, a familiar figure came into view.

It's Bai Cang.

He stood at the entrance of a nest, his long, silvery hair flying in the wind, his slender body like a drawn sword.

His amber eyes gleamed with a cold, sharp light, as if he were about to give the order to slaughter the intruders at any moment. She hadn't seen such a chilling and murderous expression on his face for a long time.

In my memory, it seems that Bai Cang only showed this appearance when we first met at the foot of Thorn Cliff.

Later, after having cubs, he stayed by her side every day, concealing his sharpest side and only engaging in verbal disputes with Teng and the others. This almost made her forget that Bai Cang in front of her was once a fierce leader who struck fear into the hearts of various tribes of fallen beastmen.

Standing on Yu Li's back, Fu Ying's red lips curved slightly as she waved to Bai Cang from afar.

Bai Cang's gaze suddenly froze.

When he saw the slender figure standing on the back of the golden eagle, he was struck dumb, and all his muscles tensed instantly.

He took a sudden step forward, and the loose rocks beneath his feet crumbled and fell, crashing against the cliff face with a chilling, crisp sound.

Fu Ying's heart skipped a beat, and almost without thinking, she leaped out, like a streak of crimson light, heading straight for Bai Cang without hesitation.

Yu Li felt a lightness on her back.

His golden eyes followed her figure into the distance, watching her rush into Bai Cang's arms with such joy, such eagerness, such naturalness, such... as if Bai Cang was her true home.

Although he knew long ago that in Fuying's heart, her beast husband would always be the most important person, every time he saw him, the loneliness, envy, and longing in his heart would still surge like a tide, burning his heart with pain.

Yu Li silently folded her wings, and even her golden feathers seemed to dim slightly. Fu Ying's toes had barely touched the ground when she was pulled into his arms by a forceful pull.

Bai Cang's long, slender fingers gripped her waist, almost as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones. His other hand pressed against the back of her head. He leaned down, and his hot, thin lips landed on hers with an almost violent force, their tender caresses filled with suppressed longing.

After a long while, he loosened his grip slightly, pressing his forehead against hers and breathing heavily.

"Aying." Bai Cang's chest heaved as he called out in a tender, urgent voice.

Fu Ying raised her hand to stroke the taut lines of his back and said softly, "I'm here."

Holding Bai Cang in his arms, she felt completely at ease. Of all the beast husbands, only Bai Cang gave her this feeling, as if no matter what happened, she didn't need to worry about him and he could provide her with a safe haven.

Her warm breath brushed against his nose as she spoke, and Bai Cang's tense body gradually relaxed.

It's not an illusion, it's real, she really came back.

"Aying," Bai Cang called softly again, his voice extremely gentle.

Fu Ying felt a surge of warmth in her heart and hugged Bai Cang even tighter, her voice rising slightly: "I'm here, I'm here."

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from behind: "Bai Cang, Wu's condition is not good."

He paused, leaning on the pillar, and looked over Bai Cang's shoulder.

When she saw Luo Heng, she was stunned for a moment. Luo Heng had changed since she left. The young man who used to be meek and submissive seemed to be much more confident. In addition to timidity, there was also determination in his eyes.

Luo Heng clearly hadn't expected to see Fu Ying here. He abruptly stopped, his lips trembling, "You, how could you..."

His voice caught in his throat, his fingers unconsciously clenching the hem of his clothes, but then quickly loosening them.

"What's wrong with Wu?" Fu Ying hadn't forgotten what she had just said. She pulled Bai Cang around and walked into the cave.

Luo Heng snapped out of her daze, her gaze lingering for a moment on the wounds on Fu Ying and Bai Cang's clasped hands, before she quickly caught up, her voice regaining its composure: "The Golden Eagle tribe suffered heavy losses, Wu..."

Luo Heng recounted the events of the past few days in a clear and organized manner, her voice carrying a certain composure. However, when she spoke of Wu's injuries, her voice would unconsciously soften, revealing a hint of hidden worry.

The vulture clan is notorious among bird-like beastmen for its ferocity, bloodlust, and fondness for carrion.

They lived next to the Golden Eagle tribe. In the past, they were wary of Yu Li's power as their leader, and the two tribes would only have some minor conflicts. This time, however, they came openly and blatantly with their entire tribe. This was an act of coveting and spying on their territory, so their actions were naturally extremely ruthless.

The Golden Eagle tribe lost Wu and Yu Li in succession, and the strength of the tribe members was not high. Facing the attack of the Vulture tribe, although they were not completely powerless to fight back, they suffered many losses. With no other choice, they could only send their tribe members to the Black Crocodile Swamp.

Upon hearing of the tribe's suffering, Wu could not sit idly by and immediately decided to return to the tribe to live and die with his people.

Bai Cang knew the importance of these males to Fu Ying. Although he didn't know what the mystery was, Wu hadn't yet recovered his Star Pattern strength, and he certainly wouldn't survive if he returned to the clan.

With Fu Ying absent, Bai Cang has to make his own decision: together with Luo Heng, he will assist Wu in driving out the vulture clan.

At that time, Teng did not agree, after all, this departure would take away the strongest combat force of the Black Crocodile Swamp, two nine-star extreme realm experts.

Bai Cang only said one sentence at the time.

“If Aying were here, she would never abandon the Golden Eagle Clan.”