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Chapter 172 Do you have time to spend with me?

The silhouettes of the two embracing swayed in the seashells, like symbiotic vines, deeply intertwined.

Dan Yue possesses a quality that softens the heart, unlike Bai Cang's seduction, Teng's passion, Ni's madness, and Qing Lan's restraint. He is like a blank sheet of paper, waiting for her to be the one to write it.

The warmth of their bodies, their trembling breaths, and the entanglement of their lips and teeth create an ambiguous scene.

Orcs are always exceptionally engrossed in their lovemaking, forgetting to eat and sleep. If it weren't for some unexpected events, it would probably have continued.

"Deep-sea sandworms? Like the insectoids on land?" Fu Ying lazily propped her chin on her arm, looking at Feng Hai with a serious expression. Her fair cheeks were flushed with an alluring blush, and there were ambiguous red marks on her neck, making her extremely charming.

Feng Hai didn't dare to look any longer and quickly looked away, saying in a deep voice, "They are even more ferocious than the land-based insectoids!"

“Deep-sea sandworms can burrow into the minds of sea-folk beastmen! Manipulating them, apart from not being able to speak, is no different from before. They can silently infiltrate every corner of the tribe, making them very difficult to guard against.”

Dan Yue gazed at the distant deep sea, her expression serious: "The deep-sea sandworms are indeed the greatest threat to the sea beastmen."

Fu Ying tapped her fingertips lightly, lost in thought. When she looked up at Dan Yue, her voice softened slightly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here. Perhaps we can use some medicine? To drive away the sandworms?"

She never forgot that she was an alchemist. Since sandworms liked to burrow into the skulls of orcs, wouldn't it be easy to administer medicine beforehand so that the medicinal properties would seep into the bloodstream and prevent the sandworms from easily touching the orcs? This was not a difficult task for her.

She gently ran her fingertips over her scaly belly. Her progress with Dan Yue was going much better than she had expected. She might even be pregnant with a merman cub. She was in an exceptionally good mood.

"Preventing sandworms? You can do that?" Feng Hai's eyes widened in disbelief.

“I am a witch.” Fu Ying raised an eyebrow slightly.

After speaking, she stood up and moved closer to Dan Yue, her crimson tail fin rippling with a circle of shimmering light.

She didn't care that Feng Hai was present. She reached out and hugged Dan Yue's waist, blinked lazily, and said in a charming voice full of seductive meaning: "Now that I've helped you get rid of the sandworm threat, will you have time to spend with me?"

Such trivial matters are naturally not as important as serious ones.

Although she felt that getting pregnant was almost certain, she still needed to put in more effort to ensure everything went smoothly. She would be leaving in two days, and she could take this opportunity to strengthen their relationship before she left.

Although Dan Yue wouldn't leave with her, he was still a member of the Beast Husbands, and feelings were still very important to him.

As long as they are healthy, don't go crazy, and raise their cubs well, she can rest easy.

Dan Yue lowered her eyes to look at Fu Ying, who was almost delicate in her arms, and her ear fins unconsciously turned a thin blush.

Images of tender moments in the seashell flashed through his mind. He had never known that such things could be so addictive; she was so soft that he could hardly control himself.

Looking at the two of them being so intimate, Feng Hai felt uncomfortable and superfluous in the rock house.

"Ahem, I..." Dan Yue seemed to sense the awkwardness in the air and coughed lightly. Before he could finish speaking, Fu Ying leaned over and placed a light kiss on his thin lips.

She said with a smile, "To make medicine, we need to find a sandworm to try first. Wait for me to come back."

Since we need to treat the symptoms, we definitely need test subjects.

Upon hearing this, Dan Yue's expression turned serious, and she said in a deep voice, "I'll go with you."

He knew Fuying was very powerful, but this was a matter for the Merfolk. It was already his fault to ask her to worry about it. If he were to let her go to find the Sandworms on her own, then he would be acting far too irresponsibly as her partner.

Fu Ying's eyes sparkled, a smile playing on her lips, and she nodded, saying, "Okay."

The two of them have just started their relationship rapidly and are in the honeymoon phase, so they really shouldn't be separated. Let's treat it as a honeymoon trip, just the two of them, which makes it even more anticipated.

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The news of the deep-sea sandworms emerging was no secret. The reason the Merfolk began to take precautions was because something had happened to the Qijing tribe. After Dan Yue became the chieftain of the Merfolk, Xing Yao, Jing Xiang, and Buck returned to the Qijing tribe.

But soon, Fu Ying heard a voice coming from the Whale Fragrance Conch. It was the conch she had inscribed with her spiritual energy as a communication tool when she was on the shore, which served as a testament to the friendship that had formed between the two of them.

The message coming from the conch shell was that the people of the Qijing tribe had been attacked by deep-sea sandworms.

The sandworm's incubation period is long and secretive, and no one can be sure how many people in the tribe have been parasitized.

Panic spread like a plague, casting a pall of gloom over the entire Qijing tribe.

Despite her fear, Jingxiang tried her best to calm her people, but the tribe remained in a state of panic. At this time, Buck also got into trouble. In despair, Jingxiang remembered the conch shell that Fuying had left for her.

She hadn't wanted Fuying to be involved with the sandworm threat, but now she had no other choice.

She couldn't bear to watch Buck die, and Fuying was a shaman skilled in healing.

Fuying and Danyue's trip was to the Qijing tribe.

From afar, Fu Ying spotted Jing Xiang outside the Qi Jing tribe. Xing Yao stood beside her, whispering something to her.

"Fuying!" When Jingxiang saw Fuying, her eyes immediately reddened, and her voice trembled slightly.

In just a few days, Jingxiang looked much more haggard. Her long pink hair seemed to have lost its luster and was disheveled over her shoulders. Her eyes had a faint bluish-gray tinge.

Fu Ying quickly stepped forward, gently patted Jing Xiang's back, and softly comforted her, "It's alright."

As her palm stroked Jingxiang's tense back, she gradually calmed down.

Seeing this, Xingyao breathed a sigh of relief, glanced gratefully at Fuying, and then stepped forward to tell Danyue about the crisis of the Qijing tribe. Both of them became serious.

Dan Yue is now the chieftain of the Merfolk, so Jing Qiang, the leader of the Qi Jing tribe, naturally dares not neglect her.

Jing Qiang quickly stepped forward: "It is truly an honor for our Qi Jing tribe that Chief Dan Yue has come in person."

This refined leader was clearly overwhelmed with work lately, his eyes etched with deep weariness. Looking at Fuying, he said with a wry smile, "I'm sorry to trouble you, priestess. It's truly a great honor to have you all make this trip..."

Dan Yue lowered her gaze slightly, shook her head, and said in a calm and firm voice: "Since Xing Yao is in the Qi Jing tribe, our Merfolk will not stand idly by. Moreover, under the raging waves, the sea creatures are all of the same lineage."

Her clear and melodious voice instantly dispelled the somber atmosphere in the tribe.

Jing Qiang was taken aback upon hearing this, and his tense shoulder line finally relaxed a little.

Fu Ying looked at Jing Xiang, who looked anxious, and said, "Take me to see those people who have been parasitized by sandworms."

Jing Qiang nodded hurriedly and led the group deeper into the tribe.

The members of the Qijing tribe, bound by seaweed ropes, leaned neatly against the seashells, quiet and still, exuding an eerie stillness. Even their eyes seemed frozen, and apart from the slight rise and fall of their chests, they looked like puppets whose souls had been taken away.

If it were just one person doing this, it might not be too noticeable, but when a group of people stare straight in one direction, it's quite unsettling.

Fuying spotted Buck in the crowd.

His tall frame was huddled in the corner, his honest face now blank.

Jingxiang stood beside Fuying and saw Buck. Tears streamed down her face again, disappearing into the ocean current.

(End of this chapter)