Is it worth it to gamble your life?
Fu Ying was lost in thought when a hoarse whisper suddenly rang out from the bed: "Zerg...habitat?"
She suddenly turned around and met Luo Heng's slowly opening eyes.
He forced himself to sit up, and when the wound on his body was touched, his brows were furrowed in pain. However, when he saw the slender figure standing beside the bed, his eyes suddenly relaxed. What he saw when he fell into a deep sleep was not a dream, she was really here.
"Luo Heng!" Teng took a quick step forward and said in a deep voice, "What exactly happened in the Black Crocodile Swamp? Bai Cang and Qing Lan, did they really go outside the Triangle Sea? Why?"
Upon hearing this, Luo Heng's shoulders, which had been slightly relaxed, immediately tensed up again, and her smooth shoulder lines instantly solidified into sharp arcs.
Teng's long eyebrows suddenly lowered, and his voice was filled with a hint of anxiety: "Why don't you speak! What happened?"
Luo Heng had cold sweat running down his forehead, but he remained silent.
Danyue's eyes flickered slightly, and she took a half step forward, speaking softly, "Luoheng has just woken up and hasn't recovered yet. Don't be so hasty. Perhaps... it would be better to let Aying talk to him alone."
Teng's handsome face suddenly turned cold, but looking at Luo Heng who lowered her eyebrows and remained silent, he said nothing in the end.
Although this guy has an unpleasant temperament, he is still brave enough to defend the Black Crocodile Swamp when the beast tide hits.
He snorted coldly and turned around to leave the tent.
Danyue glanced at Luoheng, exchanged a glance with Fuying, and then followed Teng away.
As soon as they left, the tent suddenly became quiet.
Luo Heng sat on the bed with his head down. The wounds on his body were aching, but there was a sweet fragrance that did not belong to him. He knew that it was the scent of Fu Ying. She applied medicine for him with her own hands, and the warmth seemed to still linger on his skin.
The tent was eerily quiet, shielded from the biting cold outside. The only sound was the rustling of snowflakes falling on the tent.
Although he had no eyes, he could feel Fu Ying's gaze on him, gentle yet persistent, which gradually penetrated his hesitation. However, his Adam's apple rolled, and the words reached his lips but were swallowed back.
The Triangle Sea, just mentioning it is enough to send chills down the orcs' spines and make them turn pale.
That is a forbidden area.
What if I really forced my way across to find Bai Cang and Qing Lan? What if something went wrong? Risking my own safety for two males? Gambling with my life? Was it worth it?
While Luo Heng was feeling emotional, Fu Ying sat silently on the edge of the bed.
Luo Heng's breathing stagnated slightly, and her back tensed even more, like a fully drawn bowstring that seemed like it would break if she wasn't careful.
Fu Ying looked at Luo Heng's hands on the quilt. In his memory, when Ni was in control of this body, he always used these slightly cold hands to easily open her clothes, and with a playful touch, he carefully stroked every trembling part of her body.
These hands are white and slender, showing their nobility.
But at this moment, these hands are wrapped in layers of white gauze.
She did not forget the hideous wounds on his palms when she bandaged them. The wounds made by the bone knife were so deep that the bones were visible, almost running across the entire palm. The coagulated blood beads seemed to be deeply embedded in his pale skin.
Thinking of this, Fu Ying's fingertips gently covered the back of his hand wrapped in white gauze.
Luo Heng's whole body stiffened, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly raised her eyes to look at Fu Ying, but met her lowered gaze.
That gaze fell on his palm wrapped in white gauze, and he whispered, "Is this how you use a bone knife? To hurt others and yourself?"
Luo Heng's Adam's apple rolled violently, and her dry and pale lips slowly pursed.
He unconsciously wanted to curl up his fingers to hide his embarrassment, but the white gauze blocked his movement.
When fighting against the beast tide, the strength in his body had been exhausted. He could only rely on brute force and kept chopping with the bone knife. When those beast claws wrapped in attribute power tore open his shoulder blade, the bone knife handle broke with a clang.
He picked up the bone blade without hesitation and swung it out again. Sticky blood dripped through his fingers. Again and again, he used the broken bone blade to cut through the orc's throat.
Although the severe pain made his palms numb, when he thought that Fu Ying had also endured such pain, his pain turned into boiling murderous intent and endless courage surged in him. He wanted to use this bone blade to kill more orcs who wanted to hurt her.
He felt very refreshed when the blood splattered on his face.
This body finally tasted the pain she had once suffered, and these hands finally protected the person they wanted to protect.
"Luo Heng, let the past be the past. Don't torture yourself, okay?"
Fu Ying gently stroked the back of his tense hand with her fingertips, tenderness in her narrow eyes. Suddenly, she took his scarred hand and held it to her lips. The soft touch seemed to be imprinted on his palm through the gauze.
Luo Heng's purple pupils suddenly shrank. Her breath was so close to him, but it was so gentle that he had never imagined.
He stared at her quietly for a moment, and the haze that had shrouded his eyes all year round seemed to be completely dispelled at this moment. The wind and snow were howling outside the tent, but they could not cover the deafening heartbeat in his chest.
Is he finally cherished by her?
Fu Ying looked at the dazzling light in his eyes, chuckled softly, and raised her hand to trace the purple light at the end of his eyes: "Sleep a little longer, and when you wake up, eat something. We will be leaving soon."
Hearing her words, the brightness in Luo Heng's eyes suddenly froze. His pale lips trembled for a few moments, and the wound under the gauze that had not yet healed oozed blood again: "You still want to go outside the Triangle Sea? You know..."
She didn't mention Bai Cang Qinglan's whereabouts, and seemed to have no interest in the Black Crocodile Swamp, but she still wanted to go.
Fu Ying suddenly leaned forward, gently wrapped her slender arms around his waist, and rested her face on his shoulder.
Their chests were pressed very close together, and their heartbeats seemed to be quietly synchronized at this moment. Luo Heng shuddered at first, then subconsciously reached out his hand, ignoring the sharp pain in his arm, and suddenly closed his arms and hugged her waist tightly.
"You..." Luo Heng's voice was hoarse.
"Luo Heng, you are all very important to me. Bai Cang and Qing Lan, I must bring them home."
Fu Ying's voice has always been charming, but at this moment, it reveals a jade-like coldness and seriousness.
Luo Heng lowered his eyes, resting his chin lightly on her hair, his voice low and hoarse: "You know everything?"
Fu Ying's eyes drifted for a moment, and he said softly, "Yes, I know."
The corners of her lips curled up slightly, but her eyes were cold: "It's that ferret, right?"
In the Black Crocodile Swamp, how many people could leave words for her?
She didn't even need to use the process of elimination to lock onto her target. Since arriving in the Orc Continent, the snow ferret was the only existence she couldn't see through or grasp. It seemed harmless, but was actually unfathomable. If she really had to confront it, she had no confidence in winning.
From beginning to end, the ferret only treated her as a mobile spiritual energy reservoir and did not reveal any other intentions.
But this time, he happened to save several people and took Bai Cang and Qing Lan away, forcing her to accept this favor.
The purpose is to force her to go outside the triangle sea area.
Although Snow Ferret's true intentions are still unclear, it is obvious that there is something outside the Triangle Sea that he cannot solve, and the spiritual energy in her body has become a bargaining chip that he wants to use and must use.
Thinking of the mysterious orc, Luo Heng's brows suddenly furrowed and his eyes darkened.
After a brief silence, he whispered, "He said his name is Zhe Cang, and he's not a Snow Ferret Orc. He also asked me to tell you to look for someone outside the Triangle Sea."
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