This time, Fang Hua was more considerate. Considering his injury, he simply picked him up horizontally, blanket and all, without transforming back into his original form, and just held him like that.
Having a princess complex is actually very tiring. Without a certain level of physical strength, most people can't even lift their own girlfriend, let alone a grown man carrying a blanket.
But who is Fang Hua? He can lift more than 2,000 kilograms of things and push solid rocks two or three meters high away with ease. This is something that no human can do.
So holding Fang Rong was actually very easy for him, just like holding a small doll.
Fang Rong ignored it and continued to sleep. He got tired of sleeping in one position and tried to turn over, but he found that he couldn't and that's when he woke up.
Fang Hua considerately put him down, changed the angle and continued to hold him, and then Fang Rong fell asleep again.
I woke up around noon because I was hungry. As soon as I woke up, Fang Hua had already prepared a black dish, a lump of black stuff that looked like vegetable leaves.
(▼皿▼#), “I’ll just have some soup.”
He lifted the lid and was met with a strong smell of burning. This guy was a complete culinary disaster; he could learn anything except cooking.
"I don't want to learn to cook." If I learn, Fang Rong won't cook for me anymore.
"I think I heard something incredible?" This guy was doing it on purpose.
He deserves a beating!
Fang Hua kissed him on the lips, "No, no, Fang Rong's cooking is delicious."
Fang Rong was quite pleased with this. His talent was cooking; he couldn't speak for anything else, but cooking was definitely his forte.
Given the urgency and lack of time to redo it, they were quite different from the others. While the others were genuinely migrating, they were more like sightseeing, visiting this and that along the way, falling far behind and almost getting caught as prey.
When Fang Hua was in human form, he looked too fragile and didn't look like a beastman at all. So from a distance, people mistook him for a weak herbivorous beastman and prepared to capture him. Of course, they all suffered a lot.
Their next target is supposedly the Plant Tribe, which, as the name suggests, is a tribe entirely composed of plants, including carnivorous plants. The chieftain had mentioned it briefly once, warning them not to touch anything recklessly.
Some flowers don't have eyes; they rely on touch to find their prey. If any foolish flower lands on them, they'll immediately swallow it whole, displaying extreme ferocity.
Considering they were unfamiliar with the area, the two didn't dare fall behind and stayed close to the perimeter of the group.
The arrangement of the group's positions and movements was also very reasonable. The females and cubs walked in the middle, surrounded by the males carrying luggage, and finally, the lightly equipped males, such as Fang Hua, were on the outermost edge.
Every day, when they walk, Fang Rong doesn't want to walk, so she leans on his back and naturally ends up on the outermost edge with him.
Fang Hua was very satisfied with this, at least he could take Fang Rong away immediately if danger arose. Otherwise, since they were in different positions, if he couldn't take care of her and Fang Rong died, he would be heartbroken.
The plant species were indeed strange, shrouded in mist that stretched as far as the eye could see, with a layer of miasma floating on the surface, indicating the presence of poisonous plants beneath, which would eventually form a swamp.
The forest itself is dangerous, and although they are leopards, they are still attacked by more powerful animals, such as dragons.
We had already encountered quite a few incidents along the way, but we weren't so nervous back then. Now, we were completely focused on our surroundings.
In the end, they still couldn't get in. It seemed like they were making some kind of preparation. Fang Hua wasn't in a hurry. He transformed back into his original form, spread his wings, and let Fang Rong come up, ready to run away at any time.
Fang Rong understood the seriousness of the situation and did not refuse, obediently climbing onto his back.
However, after discussing it for a long time, the chieftain and the others finally decided to stay here for now and talk about it again tomorrow.
It seems that they only allow them to pass by if they receive prey as tribute.
So they spent the whole night hunting prey, which, according to the chieftain's requirements, had to be alive and orcs.
Fang Rong didn't understand why, but since everyone was used to it, he didn't ask.
By the time they had caught all the prey, it was already night. Considering that it would be difficult to travel at night, the chieftain let them rest for the night.
That night, Fang Hua naturally couldn't resist the urge and kept flirting with him.
"Fang Rong, I want it~"
Fang Rong started making honey again, filling the room with a sweet aroma. "What do you want?"
"I'm embarrassed to say it," Fang Hua said, blushing.
Holy crap, you're actually embarrassed to say it?
"Tell me, what do you want? A hug, a touch, or maybe... you know?"
"Is that okay?" Fang Hua's eyes lit up.
"I won't grant you a single one of your requests!" (#｀皿)
"..." (⊙x⊙;)
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