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Chapter 247 Is it worth gambling with your life?
Fu Ying was lost in thought when a hoarse whisper suddenly came from the bedside: "The Zerg... habitat?"

She suddenly turned around and met Luo Heng's slowly opening eyes.

He struggled to sit up, the movement aggravating his wounds and causing him to wince in pain. But when he saw the slender figure standing by the bed, his expression relaxed. What he had seen when he drifted off to sleep was not a dream; she was really there.

"Luo Heng!" Teng stepped 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 slightly relaxed shoulders and back immediately tensed up again, and her smooth shoulder line instantly solidified into a sharp arc.

Teng's long eyebrows suddenly lowered, his voice tinged with a hint of anxiety: "Say something! What happened?"

Cold sweat trickled down Luo Heng's forehead, but she remained silent.

Dan Yue's eyes flickered slightly. She took half a step forward and said gently, "Luo Heng has just woken up and hasn't recovered yet. Don't be in such a hurry. Perhaps... it would be better to let A Ying talk to him alone."

Teng's handsome face suddenly turned cold and stern, but looking at Luo Heng, who had lowered her eyes and remained silent, she ultimately said nothing.

Although this guy has an unpleasant personality, he was quite courageous in protecting the Black Crocodile Swamp when the beast tide came.

He snorted coldly and turned to leave the tent first.

Dan Yue glanced at Luo Heng, exchanged a look with Fu Ying, and then left with Teng.

As soon as they left, the tent suddenly fell silent.

Luo Heng sat on the bed with his head down, his wounds throbbing with a fine pain, yet they were permeated with a sweet fragrance that was not his own. He knew that it was Fu Ying's scent; she had personally applied the medicine to his wounds, and the warmth of that fragrance seemed to still linger on his skin.

The tent was eerily quiet, shielded from the biting cold outside, with only the soft sound of snowflakes falling on it.

Although he had no eyes, he could feel Fu Ying's gaze upon him, gentle yet stubborn, seeping into his hesitation little by little. But his Adam's apple bobbed, and the words reached his lips, only to be swallowed back down.

The Triangle Sea is a place that sends chills down the spines of orcs and makes them turn pale at the mere mention of it.

That's a forbidden area.

What if they force their way across to find Bai Cang and Qing Lan, and something goes wrong? Risking their lives for two males? Chapter 247: Is it worth it?
As Luo Heng's emotions surged, Fu Ying silently sat on the edge of the bed.

Luo Heng's breathing became slightly sluggish, and her back tensed even more, like a fully drawn bowstring, as if it would snap at the slightest carelessness.

Fu Ying looked at Luo Heng's hand on the bedding. In her memory, when Ni was in control of this body, he always used these slightly cool hands to skillfully open her clothes, teasingly and precisely caressing every tremor on her body.

These hands are fair, slender, and exude an air of nobility.

But at this moment, these hands were wrapped in layers of white gauze.

She didn't forget the gruesome wounds on his palm when she bandaged his wounds. The cuts made by the bone knife were so deep that the bone was visible, and they almost ran across the entire palm. The blood droplets that had congealed seemed to be deeply embedded in his pale skin.

Thinking of this, Fuying gently placed her fingertips on the back of his hand, which was wrapped in white gauze.

Luo Heng froze, her eyelashes trembling slightly. She slowly raised her eyes to look at Fu Ying, only to meet her lowered gaze.

The gaze fell on his palm, which was wrapped in white gauze, and the voice said softly, "Is this how you use a bone knife? It hurts others and yourself?"

Luo Heng's Adam's apple bobbed violently, and her dry, pale lips slowly pursed.

He unconsciously wanted to curl his fingers to hide his embarrassment, but the white veil prevented him from moving.

During the battle against the beast horde, his strength was exhausted, and he could only rely on brute force to keep hacking at the bone blade. When the beast claws, imbued with elemental power, tore open his shoulder blade, the hilt of the bone blade clattered and broke. But without hesitation, he picked up the bone blade and swung it again, thick blood dripping from between his fingers, as he repeatedly slashed through the orcs' throats with the broken bone blade.

Although the excruciating pain numbed his hands, the thought that Fu Ying had also endured such agony transformed his pain into a boiling killing intent and an endless surge of courage, making him want to use this bone blade to kill more orcs who wanted to harm her.

He felt a sense of satisfaction as blood splattered on his face.

This body finally tasted the pain she had suffered, and these hands finally protected the person she wanted to protect.

"Luo Heng, let bygones be bygones. Don't torture yourself, okay?"

Fu Ying gently stroked his tense hand with her fingertips, her narrow eyes filled with tenderness. Suddenly, she took his scarred hand and brought it to her lips. The soft touch, even through the gauze, felt as if it were branded onto his palm.

Luo Heng's purple pupils suddenly contracted; her breath was so close, yet it was a gentleness he had never imagined.

He gazed at her silently for a moment, and the gloom that had shrouded his eyes all year round seemed to be completely dispelled at that moment. Outside the tent, the wind and snow howled, but they could not drown out the deafening pounding of his heart in his chest.

Was he finally cherished by her?

Fu Ying looked at the dazzling light in his eyes, chuckled, and raised her hand to trace the purple glint at the corner of his eye: "Sleep a little longer. When you wake up, eat something. It won't be long before we set off."

Upon hearing her words, the light in Luo Heng's eyes froze abruptly. His pale lips trembled for a few moments, and blood seeped again from the unhealed wound beneath the gauze: "You still want to go to the Triangle Sea? You know perfectly well..."

She didn't mention Bai Cang Qinglan's whereabouts, as if she wasn't interested in the Black Crocodile Swamp, but she still wanted to go.

Fuying suddenly leaned forward, her slender arm gently wrapping around his waist, and pressed her cheek against his shoulder.

Their chests were very close, and their heartbeats seemed to synchronize at that moment. Luo Heng trembled at first, and then subconsciously reached out, ignoring the sharp pain in his arm, and suddenly pulled his arms together, tightly hugging her waist.

“You…” Luo Heng’s voice was hoarse and barely audible.

"Luo Heng, you are all very important to me. Bai Cang and Qing Lan, I must bring them home."

Fu Ying's voice was usually charming, but at this moment, it revealed a cool and earnest quality.

Luo Heng lowered his eyes, his chin gently resting on Luo Heng's hair, his voice low and husky: "You knew all along?"

Fu Ying's eyes flickered for a moment, then she said softly, "Yes, I know."

A faint smile played on her lips, but her eyes remained cold: "It's that ferret, isn't it?"

In the Black Crocodile Swamp, how many people could leave her with words?
She didn't even need to use the process of elimination to lock onto her target. Since arriving on the Beastman Continent, the ferret was the only creature she couldn't see through or figure out. It seemed harmless, but in reality, it was unfathomable. If she really had to face it, she wouldn't be confident of winning.

From beginning to end, the ferret only treated her as a mobile reservoir of spiritual energy, without revealing any other intentions.

But this time, he happened to save several people and took Bai Cang and Qinglan with him, leaving her no choice but to accept this favor.

The purpose was to force her to go outside the Triangle Sea.

Although the 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 that mysterious orc, Luo Heng's brows furrowed suddenly, and her eyes darkened.

After a brief silence, he said in a low voice, "He said his name is Zheng Cang, and he is not a ferret beastman. He also asked me to tell you to look for someone outside the Triangle Sea."

(End of this chapter)