I guess I'm thinking of my father.

After leaving the Golden Eagle Tribe, Fu Ying returned to the Black Crocodile Swamp with Bai Cang Luoheng.

As soon as he saw Fu Ying coming back, Teng hugged him tightly in his arms.

The man's slightly cold palms trembled slightly, and there was a lingering fear between his brows.

Fu Ying glanced at Lai Shiba who was standing in the corner. The latter met her gaze and shrank his neck guiltily.

Obviously, Lai Shiba, the guy who couldn't keep secrets, had already revealed everything about the drug den under Teng's questioning. Not only Teng, but even Qinglan and Danyue, who were usually calm, had very solemn expressions at this moment.

Qinglan walked forward slowly, his gray-brown eyes sweeping over the cloth bag around Fuying's waist.

He pursed his lips, and a rare hesitation lingered in his clear, ethereal voice: "Aying, it's very dangerous to keep the ferret around."

Teng suddenly came back to his senses and looked over. The little white thing in the bag seemed to understand Qinglan's words and moved.

His brows were furrowed, and a hint of coldness flashed across his dark green pupils.

If the poison den was truly as dangerous as Lai Shiba had described, then how could this ferret, capable of moving freely within it, be an ordinary beast? Just because it lacked a star pattern didn't mean it wasn't dangerous. Wasn't the case of the Nevernight Marquis a prime example?

The cold season is approaching, and it is not a wise decision to keep such a dangerous disaster around.

Sensing the sudden chill of the aura around Teng, Fu Ying patted the cloth bag at his waist and said, "Let's go back first."

This ferret has been with her for so long, and apart from absorbing the spiritual energy she emits every day, it has not shown any malicious intent.

Moreover, when they were in the poison cave that day, it didn't even stop her from setting up the formation, which showed that there was still good in its mind.

What concerned her even more was that if it could really enter and exit the poison cave at will without being restrained, perhaps... it had chosen to step into the poison cave and imprison itself in it in order to prevent the poisonous fog from invading the Orc Continent and causing disaster.

The spiritual energy can suppress the poison in its body. Staying by her side can actually contain the potential threats in its body.

After all, this little guy is a "time bomb".

Teng's eyes darkened slightly as she looked at Fu Ying with disapproval. Her attitude was very clear.

Seeing this, Qinglan raised his eyes and exchanged a glance with Bai Cang, who shook his head almost imperceptibly.

Fu Ying tilted his head, looking past the crowd at the figure standing behind, isolated from the world.

Danyue's long azure blue hair was scattered behind her, and the breeze blew up a few strands of hair, like a clear spring, making people feel cool just by looking at it. The moment her eyes met Fu Ying's, his light blue eyes were filled with gentle concern, which was worth more than a thousand words.

There is no need to speak, all the worries and protection are revealed in this silent gaze.

A slight curve appeared on the corner of Fu Ying's lips as he slowly walked in front of Danyue.

She took his slightly cool hand and gently placed it on her round belly: "I came back a little late. The little guy is restless and noisy every day. He must be missing his father."

The cub in the belly seemed to sense the breath of its father and kicked gently in its mother's belly.

Danyue felt the slight pulsation coming from the palm of her hand, and her slender fingers trembled slightly.

His drooping eyelashes cast a light shadow under his eyes. He stared at Fu Ying's bulging belly, and fragments of light flashed in his eyes.

"Let's go." Fu Ying reached out and held Danyue's arm, and walked towards the bamboo building built by the water.

After the new renovation, the bamboo house has been completely renewed.

Wind chimes made of shells hang under the eaves of the bamboo building, making crisp sounds in the breeze. The bamboo walls are also inlaid with staggered starfish and colorful shells, exuding the unique style of the sea people everywhere.

As you get closer, you can even smell the salty smell of sea water.

When Fuying walked to the corridor of the bamboo building, his eyes suddenly stopped at the newly dug pool behind the building.

She stared in a daze at the patch of fine white sand there. On the beach, two orc cubs were playing, and their childish laughter spread in the breeze.

Bai Cang looked at the little female playing in the sand, a gentle ripple in his amber eyes, and called out: "A Fei."

Bai Fei, who was concentrating on filling sand into the bamboo tube, heard a familiar voice and immediately looked up. The little braids in her silver hair swayed gently with the movement. When she saw Fu Ying and Bai Cang, the little girl's eyes suddenly lit up!

She suddenly threw down the bamboo tube and ran towards her parents: "Mom! Dad!"

After being apart for nearly two months, the little guy has grown a lot taller.

Her silver hair had reached her shoulders and was tied into a delicate little braid, decorated with a few small and beautiful colorful shells. She ran to Fu Ying, raised her pretty little face, and her eyes and eyebrows were filled with joy.

"Mom, Tuanzi misses you so much." The little girl opened her arms and hugged Fuying's thighs tightly.

Fu Ying leaned over and took the little girl into his arms, fiddling with her pigtails with his fingers.

She curled her lips and whispered, "Is this the hair that Tanyue's father tied for you?"

Bai Fei tilted her head and thought for a moment, the small shells in her silver hair gleaming brightly as she said crisply, "Father Tanyue and Father Qinglan give Tuanzi beautiful hair braids every day!"

As she was talking, she suddenly wrinkled her nose and said, "It's Father Teng who is the dumbest. He always ties Tuanzi's hair up like a bird's nest, messy and ugly."

Teng, who was standing nearby, raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, his dark green eyes narrowing dangerously. "You heartless little thing, you really are fickle. Have you forgotten who held you and combed your hair when you were little?"

Bai Fei blinked his eyes, chuckled, and pretended not to hear anything.

At this time, Tanyue had already walked to the edge of the sand pile and picked up the delicate and delicate cub.

The little guy was holding a shell in his hand, with his watery colorful eyes open, and was brought to Fu Ying by Danyue.

Teng stood with his arms folded, his eyes fixed on the cub in Danyue's arms, and he muttered softly, "It really looks like it."

Changsheng, who was held in Danyue's arms, stared at Fuying without blinking. Suddenly, the little guy smiled brightly and stretched out his chubby little hands towards Fuying. His colorful eyes were full of anticipation, and his voice was soft and childish: "Ah, mother..."

The shells slipped through his fingers, reflecting a dazzling halo of light in the sunlight, but it was not as bright as the light in his eyes.

The cubs in the Orc Continent grow at an astonishing rate. In just two months, little Changsheng has shed his childishness.

His soft, dark hair was very smooth, not at all like the sparse hair of a newborn baby. The colorful butterfly pattern on his cheek was very clear, and its halos were flowing with his movements. Just as Teng said, Changsheng's eyebrows and eyes were exactly the same as his father's.

At this moment, he was able to freely retract the wings on his back. However, the moment he saw Fu Ying, the twelve beautiful butterfly wings could not help but stretch out, blooming a brilliant glow in Danyue's arms.

The little guy twisted his body impatiently, struggled, and vibrated his butterfly wings at a high frequency as he flew towards Fu Ying.

Fine dust drifted down from the edges of his wings, looking like stars in the halo, but not as dangerous as his father.