I made a fortune in the world of beasts

Chapter 292 The weasel is really mad

After hearing the sound, Ma Li turned around.

Sure enough, Bai Zheng was looking at him with displeasure.

Ma Li: ...

Weasels are so pissed off!
It felt like his hair was going to stand up in anger!How can this Fengyi be so good at pretending!
He opened his mouth, but suddenly realized that he didn't know what to say.

Bai Zheng didn't like him in the first place. If it wasn't for the fact that he was the only one who knew the whereabouts of the Yihu tribe, he might end up with his tribe.

Thinking of this, Ma Li's eyes darkened.

As long as Bai Zheng still needs him, he will not be abandoned.

Feng Yi glanced at Mali with a look of grievance, "Young Master, Priest Mali seems to have some misunderstanding about me. I want to explain it clearly to him."

Bai Zheng seemed a little impatient, and scratched his hair irritably, "What is there to explain? If he wants to misunderstand, let him misunderstand. With my backing, is it possible that you are still afraid of him?"

Feng Yi then pretended to be helpless and followed Bai Zheng away.

Ma Li stood there in fear for a while, then followed him and walked into the city, this time there were no beast soldiers to stop him.

It was only because he made Bai Zheng unhappy, and Bai Zheng wanted to teach him a lesson, so the beast soldiers took him to the place where he lived and gave him some food until dark.

Lying on the stone bed, looking at the roof covered by grass and trees, thinking about the barbecue for dinner, Ma Li felt that this was the life he wanted!
He will definitely work hard!Try to stay by Bai Zheng's side, even if he is not liked...

……

Look at the other side.

Under a bright torch, Bai Zheng held a brush and drew something on a piece of animal skin.

When he was in the wilderness, he was forced to swear to Lord Beast God that he would not tell anything about what he had experienced in the wilderness, so he was able to leave safely.

But the patriarch and saintess of the Yihu tribe never imagined that their country has written words. Although he can't speak it, he can write it!
After a long time, Bai Zheng put down his brush, picked up the animal skin and looked at it carefully, with a sinister smile on his lips.

The door curtain of the wooden house was lifted, and Feng Yi walked in with the barbecue.

"You're hungry. Eat some barbecue. I baked it myself. It should taste pretty good!"

Bai Zheng put down the animal skin and looked at Feng Yi strangely, "Aren't you an orc from the Zhaoying Tribe? Kerry said that the orcs from the Zhaoying Tribe are temporarily staying in Shangshou City, don't you want to go back and have a look?"

The smile on Feng Yi's face stiffened a bit, "Young master, does this despise me?"

Bai Zheng: "I never said that."

Feng Yi sighed, "What am I going back to the Zhaoying Tribe? Everyone doesn't like me, and my father and mother have already gone to serve Lord Beast God... If the young master doesn't want me to follow, then I..."

Bai Zheng frowned, "What are you talking about? You saved me and helped me so much, how could I ignore you?! If you don't want to go back, then just stay by my side, I won't I will treat you badly!"

Feng was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed!

"Thank you young master!"

Bai Zheng nodded slightly, his eyes fell on Feng Yi's arm, "How is your injury? Do you still need a doctor to come and see you?"

Feng Yi moved his arm slightly, and said with a slight smile, "No need, it has already grown, thank you, young master!"

After so many days, the orc's powerful body function allowed the broken arm to grow back. However, due to insufficient treatment, the arm grew twisted and unnatural.

(End of this chapter)