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Chapter 259 The Sky Rift Tribe Has Arrived Too

Lan and Mo Mu followed beside Gui, with several males carefully protecting them.

Hearing Gui's words, she hesitated and looked at Mo Yan. She wanted to say something, but when she saw the calm expression on his face, she fell silent. Now, she needed to rely on her son, not her partner.

Of course, if Fuying were willing to form a pact with Moyan, then she and Gui wouldn't be so worried.

Mo Yan stared intently at the slender figure before him with his crimson eyes, and said calmly, "You know what I will choose."

Gui Xin felt a sinking feeling in his heart; it was precisely because he knew this that he couldn't feel at ease.

Fu Ying hadn't seen Mo Yan for a long time. Recalling their first meeting, when she saw him doing things with a female, she smiled slightly and said kindly, "I still have to thank you for what happened last time."

Mo Yan paused slightly as he looked at the faint smile on her face.

In her memory, she had always been wary and resistant towards him; this was the first time she had smiled at him like this.

Mo Yan's Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice was low: "I also took your prey, there's nothing to thank me for."

Teng scoffed softly from the side and nodded, saying, "That's the truth."

When Gui saw Fuying again, he was very polite, but he was very wary in his heart.

This strange female has too many tricks up her sleeve; she's nothing like an ordinary witch.

Lan looked at Fuying with a complicated expression. Mo Mu, on the other hand, was excited when he saw Fuying, his face full of admiration. However, he also knew that she had been away from the Cangshan tribe for a long time, so he just whispered, "Sister Fuying, Brother Teng."

Fu Ying nodded to her, her expression neither warm nor cold.

In the Cangshan tribe, Teng only had some lingering feelings for his younger sister, Mo Mu, but not much.

Fu Ying glanced at the beastmen of the Cangshan tribe. Most of them were familiar faces, such as Xi Shan, who was accompanied by three dirty cubs. When Xi Shan noticed Fu Ying's gaze, she looked away uncomfortably.

However, a complex sense of gratitude also flashed in her eyes.

She had never forgotten the time when Fuying helped her give birth to her cub.

Fu Ying also saw a thin female staring at her.

Xishan tribe, Qinglin.

Teng didn't hide the fact that Mo Yan had taken in the beastmen of the Xishan tribe from her, and she naturally knew about Qing Lin's situation as well.

In addition, there were some unfamiliar males in the Cangshan tribe, perhaps they had joined later.

Fu Ying said, "Come in. We need to discuss the migration."

Migration is a major event involving several tribes and requires the leaders to discuss it together.

The merfolk, the great fish, and even the fallen beastmen all quietly peeked out after hearing the commotion.

Gui paused for a moment upon seeing the bustling Black Crocodile Swamp, and asked in confusion, "Are there many orcs migrating together?"

Fu Ying didn't speak, but Teng glanced at Gui sideways. He didn't have much affection for this witch who had always helped Mo Yan deal with him, so his attitude was naturally not very polite: "The sea beastmen will be with us, of course, including the fallen beastmen under Thorn Cliff. Heh, many, many fallen beastmen. This time, you shouldn't attack us, right?"

His tone was somewhat sarcastic, which also evoked memories of the Cangshan tribe's territory for everyone present.

"Fallen... Fallen orcs? You mean the fallen orcs from Thorn Cliff have all escaped?!" Gui's face paled in shock, his pupils dilated, and he turned to look at Mo Yan, his expression revealing fear and anxiety. Fallen orcs are cursed creatures that feed on orc crystals; to travel with them?
One corrupted orc has driven the North Mountain tribes mad; what about a group of corrupted orcs? What would happen?
Gui dared not think about it, but only hoped that Mo Yan would change his mind and make a new decision.

Mo Yan was only shocked for a moment at first, but quickly came to her senses.

He pursed his thin lips, glanced at Fuying with a complicated expression, and said in a hoarse voice, "It really does sound like something you would do."

Fu Ying remained calm and spoke in a gentle tone: "Therefore, if you do not wish to travel together, the Cangshan tribe is perfectly free to leave."

Mo Yan is not a bad person in the purest sense; as a leader, he is very responsible.

Last time, he went out to find her with Bai Cang, Teng, and Xingkong during the rainy season. Based on this, plus the connection between Teng and the Cangshan tribe, it was not a spur-of-the-moment decision to bring them along.

Mo Yan calmly said, "I know how powerful you are. Only you can lead us across the Triangle Sea."

Upon hearing this, Fu Ying was slightly surprised, not expecting Mo Yan to trust her so much.

Teng glanced at Mo Yan warily. Although his temperament was not very good, he had to admit that he was very popular with the females. If he hadn't refused to form a contract, the cub would be quite big by now.

"Then come in." Fu Ying nodded and pointed to the tent behind her.

"Wait a minute!" Mo Yan called out to Fu Ying. Teng looked at him impatiently: "What else is it?"

Knowing Fu Ying's personality, Mo Yan didn't keep her in suspense: "The Rift Sky Tribe has also come along. Would you like to meet their leader? The Rift Sky Tribe is considered very capable among flying beastmen. They can help us during the migration."

Fu Ying looked up at him, listening to his deep, soft voice, and felt a pang of emotion.

Mo Yan never acts without a reason. Although the Cangshan Tribe and the Liekong Tribe don't have a particularly good relationship, he was able to take the opportunity to contact the neighboring Liekong Tribe after being invited by Teng and bring them along.

She couldn't help but suspect that he was trying to ease tensions with Teng and leave a lasting impression on her.

Upon hearing Mo Yan's words, Teng's eyes lit up: "The Rift Sky Tribe! Where are they?"

Compared to the Cangshan tribe, Teng was even closer to the Liekong tribe, where his friend Xingkong lived.

It's hard to know what Mo Yan felt about this scene, but Gui frowned and looked at Teng with some displeasure. He secretly criticized the latter for not knowing how to distinguish between close and distant relatives. As the male of Fuying, he should take better care of the Cangshan tribe.

Mo Yan remained calm and whispered a few words to one of the orcs beside him.

The orcs strode to the back of the Cangshan tribe, and after a while, the orcs of the Liekong tribe came out.

Fu Ying had not invited them. Although they were willing to come along, they dared not easily step into the territory of the Black Crocodile Swamp, for fear of causing trouble.

Teng spotted the orc walking at the very front of the Rift Sky Tribe at a glance; he had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a free and unrestrained air.

"The starry sky!" he shouted, his dark green eyes filled with amusement.

Hearing the sound, Xingkong looked over and a bright smile instantly bloomed on his face. He took three steps forward and gave Teng a tight bear hug, patting his back twice with his strong arms.

After they parted, Teng looked up and down at the starry sky, raised an eyebrow, and asked with some surprise, "You've succeeded as leader?"

Mentioning this, Xingkong's smile froze slightly. She gave a soft "hmm" and said, "Father didn't make it through the rainy season."

Teng pursed her lips, said no more, and turned her gaze to the neck of the starry sky, where a pterosaur was coiled.

The starry sky has already formed a pact.