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Chapter 282 A Very Good Father
Fu Ying blinked, her long eyelashes casting faint shadows in the dim light of the beast crystal.

She smiled slightly and said softly, "I didn't mean to push you away, it's just... I haven't taken my clothes off yet."

As she spoke, she touched his tense chest with her slender fingertips.

The Nightless Marquis's breath hitched, her sly smile reflected in his seven-colored pupils.

He stared at her smiling eyes, slightly stunned. He could tell at a glance that she was teasing him.

She never considered rejecting him.

This realization ignited a burning passion in the heart of the Undying Marquis. He immediately reached out and embraced her, his slender fingers caressing her sash, circling it a few times before gently tugging at it.

Amidst the rustling sound of her crimson robes slipping down, the Nightless Marquis leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Is it all right now?"

The temperature inside the cave suddenly rose.

The Marquis of Nevernight's long, dark hair fell down, carrying a slight coolness, brushing against her fair and delicate collarbone, causing Fuying to tremble slightly. His burning palms roamed along her waistline, igniting tiny flames at every spot.

In the dim cave, the faint light from the beast crystal reflected the intertwined figures of the two, hazy and tender.

A soft, hoarse "hmm" escaped from the throat of the Undying Marquis, his Adam's apple bobbing, making him incredibly sexy.

His tail hook tightened uncontrollably, the metallic coolness touching the warmth of his skin. Fuying's fingertips dug into his taut back muscles, accompanying you through the waves of passion, listening to his heavy breathing in your ear.

When their passion reached its peak, the Undying Marquis's thin lips brushed against her earlobe, and he whispered, "This time, I won't leave."

Fuying reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, sinking into an even deeper tide of passion.

Time passes little by little.

When Fuying opened her eyes again, the lingering scent still lingered in the air.

She sat up, the animal hide slipped off her body, revealing red marks on her fair skin, which looked particularly gruesome.

Fu Ying looked around but didn't see the figure of the Nightless Marquis. However, there were some fresh fruits with water droplets on them beside the stone bed. She picked up a bright red wild fruit and put it in her mouth. It was very sweet and sour.

Fuying put on his clothes and left the cave.

She had just arrived at the empty cave where the insectoids held their meeting when she heard a startled cry: "Your Majesty!"

Fu Ying frowned and stepped into the cave, where the surroundings were brightly lit by the beast crystal.

She spotted the Lord of Nevernight standing on the high place at a glance.

He stood before the dazzling throne, his body tall and slender, his black hair trailing on the ground. His handsome face was unusually devoid of violence, appearing more gentle, and his seven-colored, glass-like eyes were fixed on the insectoid warriors below him.

They were all people who had fought alongside him. After the battle against the Parasite Clan, the Bladewing Clan suffered heavy losses and needed him, their king, to take charge. However, he now had something more important to do.

"I seized this throne, and now I don't want to be it anymore."

"If there is an opportunity in the future, I will take you away from the triangle abyss."

Marquis Buye was straightforward and outspoken, not good at saying nice things, much less comforting his clansmen.

He had no sense of belonging to the Bladewing Zerg. After all, he was just a pawn. He was willing to stay and fight when the parasites attacked because of his sense of responsibility. Now that he had become king, he should shoulder the heavy responsibility of protecting his people.

This time, he is leaving, also because of responsibility, an inescapable responsibility as a partner and father.

Suddenly, the Marquis of Nightless's gaze fell upon a slender, crimson figure in the corner of the cave. A slight smile curved his lips, softening the almost cold contours of his handsome face.

The Zerg warriors below looked panicked and in a state of chaos, but when they suddenly saw the smile on the face of the Nightless Lord, they were all stunned.

Have they met Wang Xiao?
I've seen it before, but that smile was cold, mocking, and sarcastic, yet it carried a hint of violence and murderous intent.

The Marquis of Nevernight did not look at them again. He strode down from the high platform. The throne behind him was getting farther and farther away from him, while the slender figure in front of him was getting closer and closer. But for the first time, he felt that the throne was far less satisfying than a female and a cub. It was a kind of satisfaction that filled his heart with all his emotions and was almost overflowing.

From the moment he was born, abandoned, and left for an oasis tribe, to his death, his transformation, his return to the Triangle Abyss, and his reclaiming of the throne that rightfully belonged to him, his life has always been cold, lonely, and empty.

Now, he sensed warmth.

He has a female and cubs, and from now on, he can stay with them forever.

The Marquis of Nevernight quickened his pace, and in a moment, he pulled Fuying into his arms. His rainbow-like eyes held a faint smile as he whispered, "Now, I can go with you."

Fu Ying stared at the gentle expression on the face of the Undying Marquis, slightly taken aback.

Whether it was the original owner's memory of the Lord of the Nightless City or the current Lord of the Nightless City, he had never been so relaxed.

"Let's go." Lord Nevernight took Fuying's hand and led the way out of the insect nest.

Fu Ying was infected by the cheerful and relaxed aura of the Undying Marquis, and a smile appeared on her red lips.

The two of them, hand in hand, strode away from the insect hive and the triangular abyss.

The Undying Marquis carried Fuying horizontally, pressing her head against his shoulder. Behind him, twelve dazzling and magnificent wings gently fluttered, breaking through the clouds. Unlike the warm, spring-like abyss, the moment they emerged, snow fell and a chill swept over them.

"So, all Zerg born outside the Triangle Abyss can freely leave the Triangle Abyss?"

Fu Ying was a little curious. If that were the case, the number of females would increase significantly when the insectoids swarmed out during the rainy season.

Guided by Fu Ying, the Lord of Nevernight flew toward the sea where the tribe was stationed.

"Are you cold?" he asked softly, wrapping the boutonniere with his own body heat.

Fu Ying shook his head, made a hand seal, and cast a layer of spiritual light around himself and the Nightless Marquis to isolate them from the cold.

She knew in her heart that the Lord of Nevernight was a member of the Zerg, and the cold season was not friendly to the Zerg, so he should hibernate as well.

The Marquis of Nevernight felt a sudden warmth envelop him. He looked at Fuying with a surprised expression, his brow twitching slightly, but he said nothing. He simply gave her a deep look before looking away and pulling her closer into his arms.

She is not the same person as the former "Fuying".

He had this feeling back in the Black Crocodile Swamp.

"Fuying" is not a witch. If she really had such great abilities, given her temper, she would have been a tyrant in the entire North Mountain long ago, and would have used some dirty means to abduct males.
He doesn't care who she is; once she gives birth to his offspring, she becomes his female, and they will be together forever.

Fu Ying listened to the wildly beating heart of the Undying Marquis and gave him a strange look.

However, having successfully wooed another male and brought him back, she now faces even more trouble. But Changsheng hopes her parents can be together, and she wants to fulfill the little one's wish before the mission ends.

The only thing she hadn't expected was that the effects of immortality would be so strong that it would make the Nightless Marquis voluntarily give up the throne of the Zerg.

This also indirectly shows that he would indeed be an excellent father in Chapter 282.

(End of this chapter)