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Chapter 239 He really is an orc.

The Tyrannosaurus Rex orc stood at the back, its massive tail sweeping across the orc corpses on the ground, and grinned maliciously, "They're exhausted. Join forces and kill the Fallen Orc! An end to the calamity in the Northern Mountains!"

Bai Cang's amber pupils suddenly contracted, and he finally saw the truth behind this siege.

These orcs united to kill him because disasters had been occurring frequently in the North Mountain in recent days. They were terrified and attributed everything to him, believing that killing the corrupted orc would quell the earth's wrath and bring peace back to the land.

In the eyes of these orcs, he was not a living being, but merely a sacrifice to vent their fear.

Ha, how ridiculous.

The beast tide surged forward in waves, and the three gradually became exhausted.

Bai Cang's snow-white fur was stained with blood, and a bone knife pierced his back. He knelt on his forelimbs, gasped for breath, and said to Qinglan and Luoheng, "It's just a pity that I couldn't be with you to see Aying alive."

Qinglan's gray-brown pupils turned crimson, and at the last moment, she transformed into human form, grabbing the jade bead in her hair.

Luo Heng gripped the bone knife tightly in her hand, and amidst the rich, subtle fragrance, there was silence and melancholy.

Amidst the sounds of battle, the sharp claws hesitated to strike.

Bai Cang suddenly looked up and realized that the entire Black Crocodile Swamp was shrouded in a strange mist, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

His amber eyes flickered slightly, and he transformed into human form. He grabbed Qinglan and Luoheng's arms and, taking advantage of the mist, quickly ran towards the outside of the Black Crocodile Swamp. Since they could live, who would want to die?

All three of them had to stay alive so they could see A-Ying.

"What's going on?" Luo Heng looked back. In the fog, it was so thick that she couldn't see her hand in front of her face and couldn't see anything at all.

"Someone is helping." Bai Cang's words were concise. Hearing the clinking of jade beads on the other side, he frowned and used all his strength to barely hold onto Qinglan. The mist obscured his view, but he knew that something was wrong with Qinglan.

His wrists were burning hot, as if they had been scorched by a fire.

"Qinglan?" Bai Cang called out softly, but there was no response.

Luo Heng's expression changed slightly as she looked over there: "What's wrong with Qinglan?"

Bai Cang's forehead was covered in blood, staining his long eyelashes red. He didn't answer, but just ran desperately towards the outside of the mist.

Those orcs, having failed to kill him, will not give up easily. Once the fog dissipates, they will venture into the Black Crocodile Swamp. They will be unable to return home and will have no choice but to head towards the sea. No matter what happens to Qinglan, as long as they find Aying, everything will be alright.

I don't know how long I ran, but my lungs were burning hot, and the fog gradually dissipated.

Bai Cang tightened his grip on his wrist, abruptly stopping in his tracks. He didn't have time to look at Qinglan; he stood in front of the two of them, his eyes fixed on the woods not far away, his gaze sharp and his voice icy: "Come out!"

Luo Heng frowned, a hint of surprise appearing on his pale face. Clearly, he had seen it through the plants.

However, before anyone could come out, Qinglan fell to the ground with a thud. Bai Cang's expression changed, and he turned around to look at her.

Qinglan lay in the snow, her cheeks blackened, bloodstains between her prominent brow bones, and her slender body trembling.

Looking at the dying Qinglan, Luo Heng breathed a sigh of sorrow: "It's poison."

Bai Cang knelt on the ground, looking at the bite marks on Qinglan's leg. His eyelashes trembled, and a sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart. The poison dart frog orc's poison was almost incurable on the orc continent, and the death was very fast.

Qinglan couldn't hold on any longer, and they would have a hard time finding Aying in the remaining time.

“I can save him.”

A strange male voice rang out, like a piece of driftwood thrown to someone on the verge of drowning.

Bai Cang abruptly composed himself, stood up, and turned to look at the source of the sound. A strange male stood in the forest, tall and slender. In the blizzard, he wore a thin white robe, his long, black hair cascading down his back. There were no star-shaped markings between his brows, only a bright red cinnabar dot, even more striking than the cinnabar dot on Fu Ying's forehead.

His eyes and hair were a deep black, yet he showed no sign of ferocity, like a banished immortal who had fallen to this place.

The moonlight was cold and the snow was white, but neither could match the "divinity" emanating from him.

Bai Cang stared intently at the mysterious male who had suddenly appeared, a sense of danger rising in his heart.

This thought made him even more tense.

It should be noted that none of Aying's male companions were ordinary people, but neither the cold and lifeless Ni nor the violent and bloodthirsty Bu Ye Hou posed such a danger beyond his control.

Luo Heng knelt beside Qing Lan, looking up at her: "How can we save her?"

The unfamiliar male watched them silently, his voice as cold as jade striking in the still night: "Take him to the outside of the Triangle Sea."

"Outside the Triangle Sea?"

"Outside the Triangle Sea"

Bai Cang and Luo Heng spoke in unison, both of them looking shocked.

The Orcish continent is vast, and North Mountain is more like a place of exile, isolated by the Triangle Sea. People from that side can't get over, and they can't get over either. No one knows what lies on the other side of the Triangle Sea.

For these orcs living in the North Mountain, the area outside the Triangle Sea is more like an ancient story.

The unfamiliar male nodded slightly: "Only by going outside the Triangle Sea can we save him."

Bai Cang's eyes flickered uncertainly, his hoarse voice laced with uneven breathing: "Given Qinglan's condition, if he can't hold out until he reaches the Triangle Sea, how can you guarantee that something won't happen to him on the way?"

The male's expression was indifferent, with unfathomable vortexes in his dark eyes: "If I say I can save him, I won't let him die."

Bai Cang frowned slightly; clearly, this explanation was not convincing to him.

Just then, Qinglan, who had fallen into a coma, suddenly vomited a mouthful of black blood, and his breathing became even weaker.

Bai Cang clenched his fists, then suddenly looked up at the unfamiliar male: "Fine! But I'm going with you!"

Qinglan was trying to help him, and no matter what, he couldn't give up. Just like what was said in the sea of ​​corpses, they were both males chosen by Aying, companions, and they should never abandon each other.

Upon hearing this, the unfamiliar male paused for a moment, but still nodded.

Bai Cang was an extremely decisive person. He bent down slightly, carried Qinglan on his back, and turned to look at Luo Heng, saying in a very fast voice, "Qinglan and I will go to the outside of the Triangle Sea. You go to find Aying and tell her everything."

In fact, having this strange male lead them to Aying would be the most convenient and safest way to save Qinglan's life without having to go outside the Triangle Sea. However, he was not stupid. This guy appeared at this critical moment, released the mist to save them, and said such things, so he must have something to do with it.

He knew better than anyone that he wouldn't take them to find Aying.

Luo Heng grabbed Bai Cang's arm, looked at the unfamiliar male, her cheek muscles tense: "If I'm not mistaken, you are the ferret that has been following Fu Ying. So, what exactly are you planning?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Cang's pupils contracted, and he looked at the unfamiliar male with a complicated expression.

Ferret?

He was actually the ferret that Aying brought out of the poison den.
Chapter 239 He really is an orc.

(End of this chapter)