Something happened to Fu Ying
"A wandering...slave?" Fu Ying curled his lips, but his tone was cold.
The pupils of the young man with the colorful snipe suddenly shrank. Just as he was about to respond, a fluorescent light approached his eyebrows. His body swayed slightly, his mind felt as if it had fallen into the clouds, and his consciousness shattered in an instant.
The light of the Enchantment Spell on Fu Ying's fingertips had not yet dissipated, and his eyes were cold: "Where is Wu?"
The young man with the colored snipe had a dazed look in his eyes and muttered in a dreamy voice, "In the Golden Eagle Tribe."
Fu Ying narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, a sharp light flashing in her eyes: "Wu's native tribe?"
The young man with the painted snipe had a wooden expression on his face, and his neck nodded stiffly up and down, as if controlled by silk threads.
When he regained consciousness, the beauty was no longer in front of him.
The young man with the colorful snipe dug his fingertips deep into his palms, but when he looked around, there was only emptiness. He tapped his groggy forehead. If it weren't for the rich sweet fragrance that still filled the air, he would have thought it was an illusion.
*
Fu Ying did not go to the Golden Eagle Tribe, but turned back to the Black Crocodile Swamp.
Firstly, the Golden Eagle Tribe’s settlement is far away from the Black Crocodile Swamp, and it would take too much time to go back and forth.
Secondly, even if he went now, Wu would definitely not go with her because of his old-fashioned and stubborn personality.
Thirdly, there are still a few people waiting at the Black Crocodile Swamp. If she doesn't go back, there might be chaos.
Last but not least, the burning heat during estrus is so intense that even she finds it difficult to completely suppress it. If she doesn't get through this period steadily, she might lose control.
She didn't want to attract a few more beastly husbands from outside. These few were already troublesome enough.
Instead of thinking too much, it is better to wait until the rainy season is over and rescue the person directly at the tribal trading conference. The beauty saving the hero scene has always been effective, and it is a good opportunity to make a good impression in front of Wu.
Wu... In my memory, he seems to be a very stereotypical daddy-like man.
The original owner's encounter with Wu was not so complicated.
Although Wu has a temper as old-fashioned as a rock, he is handsome. What's more special is that he is a different species of the golden eagle clan. While other members of the clan are covered with golden feathers, he is covered with red-gold feathers. In the sun, he looks like a burning flame, dazzling and almost eye-catching.
As luck would have it, he was targeted by the original owner.
Fu Ying sighed inwardly, wondering what kind of luck this damn girl had, everyone she met was a top-notch guy.
The subsequent development is no surprise.
After all, "Fuying" is the most beautiful female in Beishan. If she really wants to seduce a male, it would take almost no effort. She just needs to pretend to act out a scene of a delicate beauty in distress, which will arouse Wu's damn desire to protect her.
Afterwards, not only did he form a pact with her, but he also folded his most treasured red-gold wings.
The thing that bird-like beastmen are most proud of is their feathers.
The wings allow them to soar into the sky and are also a hunting weapon.
But the duck that lost its wings fell from the clouds to the dust as if its spine was broken.
He could no longer be the overlord of the sky, nor could he become a qualified land orc.
With his star pattern shattered and the ability to fly lost, he also lost the dignity of his entire clan, becoming neither fish nor fowl and extremely lowly.
*
It was evening when Fu Ying returned to the Black Crocodile Swamp.
The passion in her body began to surge again, burning her cheeks with an alluring blush. The rich sweet fragrance became stronger with her breath, and the forest was filled with the roars of beasts.
Listening to the crisp sound of the wild beasts' claws crushing the dead branches around her, a cold light flashed in Fu Ying's beautiful eyes.
She was just about to teach these foolish beasts a lesson when her waist suddenly tightened.
The familiar vines silently wrapped around her. After not seeing them for a few days, the fine and sharp serrations on them seemed to have restrained their hostility. They gently stroked her waist, showing a bit of flattery.
Fu Ying's eyes moved as he looked at Ni who came out from the woods.
His figure was tall and slender, almost blending into the shadows. The heavy rain was beating down on him, but it couldn't wash away the faint fragrance on his body, which was clear and bewitching, making people feel moved.
Fu Ying's eyes flickered as she stretched out her arms towards Ni, her voice soft and charming: "Why are you here?"
Listening to the voice that almost oozes honey, the coldness in Ni Zi's pupils turned into a dense mist.
He suddenly leaned forward and pulled Fu Ying into his arms. His strong arms made it almost impossible for her to breathe. His hot breath sprayed against her ears. His voice was hoarse, "I thought you wouldn't come back."
Fu Ying curled her red lips slightly, and her slender and nimble fingers restlessly lifted the collar of Ni's clothes. She pressed her hot cheek against his cold chest. The touch of their skin immediately relieved the heat surging in her body.
Fu Ying couldn't help but let out a comfortable sigh: "If I don't come back...where else can I go?"
The ending of her voice rose slightly, with a hint of seduction.
Ni picked up Fu Ying and carried her sideways, looking down at her blushing face, frowning slightly, then lowered his head and put his forehead against her cheek. Her purple curly hair fell down, creating an ambiguous arc between the two of them.
"The estrus season is too intense. You shouldn't go out during this time."
The voice was hoarse and low, revealing an unquestionable strength.
Fu Ying rubbed his neck, like a spoiled cat, whimpering softly in her throat, wishing she could absorb all the coolness from his skin.
"Don't be afraid." Ni tightened his arms around her, walked with steady steps, and carried her through the Black Crocodile Swamp. The outline of the bamboo house gradually became clear, and the bone bells hanging under the eaves of Qinglan's house jingled in the rain.
Fu Ying leaned lazily on Ni's shoulder, glancing at the bamboo house out of the corner of his eye.
In just a few days, the bamboo house has been completely transformed.
Although the moonflowers were not in bloom, other wild flowers, such as wild roses, were planted in the corners of the house. Even after being hit by heavy rain, they still bloomed wildly. Several bamboo houses were renovated and covered, making them more stable.
There are also two newly built side rooms next to it, I don’t know what they are used for.
Ni came back carrying Fu Ying, and the sweet scent immediately alarmed the people in the room.
"Aying!"
Bai Cang's silver-white light, like a waterfall, flashed before his eyes in the blink of an eye. His amber pupils suddenly constricted, and his slender fingers hovered in the air, wanting to touch Fu Ying, but not daring to: "Estrous period..."
Teng's face suddenly turned pale, and his dark green eyes were full of guilt.
It was he who took her out at that time, but now he let her come back in such a miserable state.
Qinglan's brows were furrowed, his gray-brown eyes filled with worry. His clear and ethereal voice was filled with anxiety: "We'll talk about it later if there's anything. A female in estrus is like a raging fire. Help her first!"
Ni said nothing, holding Fuying and walked straight into the bamboo house.
Bai Cang's silver hair fluttered in the damp night wind, and undercurrents surged in his amber eyes.
Qinglan's expression was cold, and his gray-brown pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.
The inky scales on the snake's neck emerged, and the knuckles made a crackling sound when they were pinched.
Although the men had different expressions, they all tacitly made way.
Bai Cangmi's face was solemn. "For the next few days, we will take turns taking care of Aying and make sure she goes through her estrus smoothly. We can discuss other matters after the rainy season is over."
Just as they were about to leave, the door of the bamboo house was suddenly pushed open by a brute force, making a harsh creaking sound.
He stood upside down in the room, emitting a suffocating sense of oppression.
His expression was gloomy, and a dark tide of destruction surged in his purple eyes, as if everything would be burned to ashes in the next moment. His voice was horribly low and hoarse, and he spoke word by word, "Something's wrong. Everyone, come in."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
