Chapter 102

Fu Qing spat out a large mouthful of blood, but still looked at Jiang Zhiming with a smile on his face.

Jiang Zhiming's face was as black as charcoal.

He gritted his teeth as he watched Fu Qing bleed profusely.

Fu Qing is too smart... The Supreme Will is right. I'm afraid that Fu Qing, who has the true memories of this life, has been influencing the reset Fu Qing of the past.

That's why the Insect Emperor Fu Qing's reset plan failed, because the real Fu Qing did not disappear at all!

The female insect's current appearance was telling Jiang Zhiming, "Did you see that? I want him, not you. You can't replace him. Even dancing with death makes me happier than being with you."

Jiang Zhiming was extremely confused and angry, but he changed his mind and thought, it doesn't matter, this Fu Qing is not good enough, then he can just change to another one...

The Supreme Will said that this is the realm of Fu Qing’s memory. There are thousands of Fu Qings here, and if one fails, another will be the next.

Anyway, these memory cycles will trace back to the past one by one. The further back the memory is traced, the weaker the influence of Fu Qing in this life will be... There is no certain memory that Fu Qing will start from and forget the rest.

In short, there will always be a Fu Qing who will fall in love with him, and then he can choose that Fu Qing to be resurrected.

He just needs a...

It would be nice to have a Fu Qing who belongs to him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhiming's expression softened.

As Fu Qing's life passed away, his current memory realm had obviously come to an end.

With Fu Qing as the center, the entire prayer banquet scene began to shatter like a mirror hit by a bullet. Jiang Zhiming, with an ambiguous smile, gradually disappeared as the memory realm shattered.

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Dongdong——

There was a knock on the door.

"Major General, are you awake?"

who?

Fu Qing opened his eyes in confusion while lying on the bed. The familiar doubts came to his mind again. Wasn't he dead? Died on a deserted planet...how did he come back to life?

hiss--

Fu Qing, who was about to get up, suddenly cried out in pain. He was surprised to find that his left palm was full of blood, almost soaking the collar of his clothes on his abdomen.

The weapon that caused the wound was held in his right hand. The silver-white blade was specially made for him by the military...

The only other insect that could injure his left palm with his sword in his room was probably himself.

Dongdong——

"Major General?"

The butler Abel's voice rang out from outside the bedroom door. Fu Qing thought for a moment and replied, "Wait for me a moment."

Abel was obviously relieved after hearing Fu Qing's reply, but his worries did not disappear. He continued to say dryly: "Okay, you... don't be too angry... you... well... I'll wait for you at the door."

Fu Qing frowned slightly, these words sounded somewhat familiar, but he didn't have time to think about it, and hurried into the bathroom to rinse the wound.

Under the impact of the water, the wound gradually revealed its true form. The crooked knife marks turned out to be a word...

escape

so……

Did I let myself escape?

Fu Qing wrapped his palms skillfully, then began to carefully observe the entire indoor environment, and even lifted a corner of the curtain to look outside.

No problem...

Everything inside the room was exactly the same as in the previous life, and there was nothing unusual about the voice and tone of the butler Abel. Even if these could be faked, what about outside the house?

The location of the Major General's Mansion is very special. From here, you can overlook the Imperial Palace and the Military Headquarters. There are also many specially designed buildings and insect gardens nearby.

Even if someone wanted to kidnap him and deceive him, they wouldn't create a fake military department and palace...

Fu Qing thought about it and opened the door, but he startled the butler Abel when he saw him. "Major General! What happened to your hand? Is it injured?"

Major General...

It sounds like this title has been long overdue.

But he was indeed a major general, and when he was dying...

Fu Qing was a little surprised at this time, but he still answered Abel calmly: "It's okay, just a minor injury."

The Major General works in the military, so it is not surprising that he gets injured occasionally. So although Abel was worried, he saw that the Major General's wound had been bandaged and he did not show any abnormality.

Soon, Abel brought Fu Qing a new set of clothes.

After changing out of his bloody clothes, Abel said to Fu Qing with a worried look on his face, "Major General... that... that Mr. Yuxie is in the room. After all, today is the first day of your marriage with him. Do you want to go and see him?"

Fu Qing paused when he heard this.

Wedding...night?

Have I returned to this day?

For some reason, Fu Qing suddenly felt a sense of anticipation in his heart, and his heart was pounding, as if he was looking forward to tonight and this wedding.

"I..." Fu Qing opened his mouth: "I'll go take a look."

"Major General..." Abel hesitated for a while, then took out a box while Fu Qing was looking at him suspiciously: "This is... This is a gift from the Male Insect Protection Association..."

It seems... that's the case.

Fu Qing opened the box expressionlessly, and sure enough, a black whip was lying quietly in the middle of the box.

"I understand." Fu Qing calmly picked up the whip and said, "Tell the nobles who brought gifts...I will prepare gifts in return."

Abel looked embarrassed, then turned and left with the Major General's half-threatening, half-polite words.

After Abel left, Fu Qing held the whip and thought about everything.

He turned back to the secret compartment in the bedroom and took out a packet of poison powder for use on missions...then he stared at the packet of dark red poison powder for a while.

After a while, for some reason, Fu Qing put the powder back and put away the whip.

He walked alone to the door of the bedroom where he was resting and knocked.

There was silence inside the door. Fu Qing was not unfamiliar with this situation.

He could even foresee that the other party would throw a heavy glass ornament at him the moment he entered the door. When the ornament shattered and exploded, the fragments would cut the back of his hand, leaving an indelible scar.

For some reason, Fu Qing suddenly didn't want to open the door on his own initiative.

Because he didn't want to leave a scar...

It's a bit ugly...

Fu Qing frowned his beautiful eyebrows, and then blinked in confusion. He never cared about this in the past, why did he suddenly think so?

There was silence inside and outside the door for a long time.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise from inside the door, followed by the sound of glass breaking, and a clanging vibration and sound came from the door panel. As Fu Qing expected, it must have been hit by the fragments.

"What? Are you waiting for me to come and greet you? Major General! Do I have to personally greet you and confer honors on you on your wedding night?"

An angry voice came from inside the house. Fu Qing suddenly sighed in disappointment, and then was frightened by the feeling of loss that came from nowhere.

Major General Fu Qing pursed his lips and opened the door, saying to the male insect in the room, "Sorry to bother you."

What a disturbance.

Yu Xie looked at Fu Qing sinisterly and took a breath. He thought to himself, you really did disturb me, you disturbed my life!

If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be taken back into my family, I wouldn't be given a marriage, and I wouldn't have suffered gland damage in order to escape!

The instigators of all this are, in the final analysis, you military ladies who need to be appeased mentally!

Yu Xie looked at Fu Qing and sneered: "Why would you bother me? I can't wait to soothe the major general's mental power while my glands... can still be used."

Fu Qing frowned: "I know you are not satisfied with this marriage. I will set you free. I will report the situation to His Majesty and will not let the Yu family restrict you anymore. I..."

"That's easy for you to say!" Yu Xie stood up and said, "Where are my glands? Who is responsible for your vicious power struggle? "

Yu Xie walked towards Fu Qing step by step with a tense face, unbuttoned his sleeves as he walked, and then whispered: "Of course you are in charge, my great Major General."

As soon as he finished speaking, the smell of A-level male insect pheromones filled the entire bedroom, and the smell of tobacco like a maggot on the tarsal bone attacked Fu Qing again.

That nasty smell of tobacco again...

It was this smell that woke Fu Qing up from nightmares countless times, even after he became the almighty Insect King.

Fu Qing gasped physiologically, and then gritted his teeth in anger.

Soon, a bright red blush appeared on Fu Qing's face.

The furious Yu Xie was stunned for a moment. He paused and sneered, "No wonder everyone says that Major General Fu is a flower in the sky. Today I can pick him. It seems... quite interesting, ha!"

Fu Qing chuckled and stood up when he heard this.

The fingertips of his right hand subconsciously rubbed the base of his left ring finger. He didn't know where the strength came from, as if he was suddenly relieved by the rest in front of him and the pheromones that made him nauseous in the room.

"I suddenly realized...you are both hateful and pitiful."

If he hadn't changed the way he entered, he probably wouldn't have known what Yu Xie was thinking. No wonder Yu Xie hated him so much. It turned out that the other party regarded him as the original sin that destroyed all his life...

Yu Xie's face darkened: "What did you say?"

Fu Qing shook his head.

For some reason, Fu Qing's spiritual sea was unusually clear at this moment, completely different from the fragile spiritual sea that had just recovered in his previous life.

Therefore, although the A-level pheromones released by Yuxie's damaged gland did have an effect on him, the effect was not as uncontrollable as before.

"I have no intention of arguing with you." Fu Qing suppressed the discomfort in her body and walked to the door with a blush on her face: "I will discuss the divorce with His Majesty."

"Stop right there, you... Uh!"

Yu Xie fell to the ground with a look of shock on his face. Fu Qing threw the unconscious male insect onto the bed, then opened the door and left.

The effect of pheromones was not serious, perhaps a shot of inhibitor could solve it. Fu Qing went back to the house, took out the syringe, and injected himself in the back of his neck.

The heat faded, and Fu Qing breathed a sigh of relief. Perhaps it was the dizziness brought by the injection, Fu Qing fell to the ground along the door panel.

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When Fu Qing opened his eyes again, he found that everything around him was quiet.

He looked up at the clock and found that only a few minutes had passed...

etc……

He remembered that he seemed to be at the door of the dark room before he fell into a coma, so why was he lying on the bed now?

Fu Qing sat up suddenly and found a note on himself.

He had the habit of reading books by his bed, and this piece of paper was obviously torn from a book. The tear marks on the paper and the handwriting were also very sloppy, showing that he was in a hurry.

The note read:

Fu Qing, I am you, please believe me this time. You are in an illusion, and death will make us leave the current illusion and enter the next illusion.

Escape from the illusion! Be careful of Jiang Zhiming!

The person in the rest may not be him, so be careful to identify him.

Miss him...