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Chapter 108 Kill them, okay?
Black Crocodile Swamp.

Fu Ying was unaware that the men had gone mad and were now forming a team to search for her.

She leaned against the edge of the bed, her slender legs dangling over her knees. He knelt on the ground, his long fingers carefully wiping away the swampy mud from her snow-white skin.

What does it mean that the Zerg have launched a full-scale attack?

Ni raised his eyes to look at Fuying, his purple pupils filled with darkness: "You don't know about the Zerg?"

“I know about the Zerg…” Fu Ying frowned slightly: “They are the only race on the Orc Continent without star markings, yet they are extremely lethal. However, they have always lurked in the dark valley at the junction of the North Mountain and the Triangle Sea, and rarely come out.”

Ni slowly rose to his feet, his slender fingertips tracing the lines of her thighs, slow and dangerous.

He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "The Zerg are bloodthirsty, feeding on the flesh and blood of the world. The rainy season is when they are most restless, but they usually don't go far from the Dark Valley."

At this point, he chuckled softly, his fingertips casually tracing across her lower abdomen.

“This time… is a little different. Perhaps it’s because the rainy season came too early, or perhaps the flash floods destroyed their nests…” His androgynous face held a hint of interest.

"Or perhaps, something more tempting drew them out."

As he spoke, a dark light flickered in Ni Zitong’s eyes. His gaze, as if it were tangible, traced Fu Ying’s alluring and captivating features. Who would have thought that such a beautiful female would be such a ruthless person?

"What riddle are you playing?" Fu Ying's eyes suddenly turned cold as she grabbed Ni's wrist.

"Are you angry?" Ni Xiu's long eyelashes cast two shadows under his eyes, and the interest in his purple pupils faded, replaced by a cold and lifeless silence.

He let Fuying hold his wrist, leaning slightly forward so that their breaths mingled.

A smile tugged at his thin, crimson lips: "Speaking of which, your Zerg beastman husband didn't seem to die very gracefully at your hands."

As she spoke, Ni lowered her voice, carrying a seductive malice: "Female Mistress, as far as I know, he is a descendant of the Zerg royal family. Do you think... if he were to be reborn, would he come to collect his debts?"

Fu Ying's pupils contracted slightly, and his fingertips unconsciously clenched: "The Zerg? You mean... the Lord of the Nightless Kingdom?"

She really didn't know that among the original owner's beast husbands was an insectoid!

Of the original owner's seven beast husbands, the one most likely to be from the Zerg was the last one.

The Nightless Marquis has no star markings, no clan, and cannot even transform into beast form. He is even less than a female and is a dispensable existence in the tribe. He is ordered around and bullied at will by the beastmen.

He always kept his eyelashes lowered, silent like a shadow, as if he were numb to even pain.

The original owner naturally looked down on the Lord of the Nightless City. In her eyes, he was just a piece of trash, unable to hunt or awaken his talents. In the dog-eat-dog beastman tribe, he was so insignificant that he was not even worth dust.

But they still became sworn brothers.

During a humid and sweltering rainy season, the air is so sticky it's suffocating.

The original owner's heat cycle came fiercely and suddenly, making her dizzy with fever.

At that moment, the Nightless Marquis was kneeling in the shadows of the cave, silently wiping the dusty stone slabs for her.

He hung his head, his pale neck bent into a fragile arc. Unable to hunt for animal hides, he could only cover his body with rough leaves, revealing his bony frame.

Raindrops dripped down the mountainside and onto his golden hair.

He looked like a homeless stray dog, soaked by the rain.

This time, the alliance was formed at the initiative of the Marquis of Nightless City.

He knew very well that by forming a bond, he might be able to change his current situation of being trampled on by others by using the identity of "Fuying," the daughter of the tribal chief. Even if he couldn't, he could at least have enough to eat.

But he never expected that forming a pact would push him into a life-or-death situation.

Once the original owner's heat cycle was over, he killed the Nightless Marquis.

The bone knife pierced the throat of the Nightless Marquis, and blood splattered on her cheek, warm and sweet, as hot as her panting breaths during their passionate encounter. He was also the only one of her seven beastly husbands whose life she had ended with her own.

When the Marquis of Nevernight was on the verge of death, he was not afraid at all; instead, he laughed.

The body was carelessly thrown into the stream by "Fuying", startling a group of fish.

In the story, the Nightless Marquis eventually returned, which shows that the insect race is full of vitality and has indeed broken out of its cocoon and been reborn, just as Ni said. Although he is not the most arrogant, his killing intent should be even stronger than Teng's.

Because she suddenly remembered that the females in the tribe who often bullied him had all disappeared without a trace. Was this really just a coincidence?

"Is the female thinking about the insectoid race?" Ni's low, hoarse voice interrupted Fuying's thoughts.

She turned her head and bumped right into his eerie purple eyes, where a faint light seemed to float deep within them.

"How do you know so much?" Fu Ying squinted.

One of her sub-personalities knows more than she does from God's perspective.

"Does the mistress want to pry into my secrets?"

A cold voice rang in her ear as her fingertips traced the back of the hibiscus tree: "Plant-beastmen, born of nature, have the most acute senses. Every root system is my eye."

Fu Ying frowned: "You mean, Luo Heng knew all along that the Lord of Nevernight was a member of the insect race?"

Ni smiled slightly, her fingertips twirling a strand of her hair: "He's really looking forward to it..."

"Looking forward to seeing the tribe's proudest female parasitized by the Zerg."

"Unfortunately, he's still a useless piece of trash."

"The female master was right to kill him."

As the words fell, Fuying's red lips pressed into a sharp line.

A cold glint flashed in her eyes. As expected of the top-ranked SSS-level mission at the Transmigration Bureau, these so-called beast husbands were all incredibly insane, not a single one of them was normal!

Her so-called plot and God's-eye view are limited to the original owner's memories.

In the archives of the Transmigration Bureau, this mission was always marked with a scarlet "unconquered" mark, with very little usable information. Only when she was actually in the midst of it did she discover that many unseen things were growing wildly in the shadows, baring their fangs and claws as they swept towards her.

Looking at the silent Fuying, a glint of light flashed in his purple eyes.

He leaned forward, his red lips covering Fuying's, their breaths mingling, and in their caresses, he whispered seductively, "Mistress, kill them, okay?"

His voice trailed off with a faint laugh tinged with bloodlust, and a calm possessiveness surged in his purple eyes.

Fu Ying pushed Ni away, wiped the crimson from her lips, and said calmly, "I'm going back."

The rampage of the Zerg will only make the already difficult rainy season worse. Teng and Bai Cang are still waiting for her to return.

Ni is a complete madman. Instead of wasting time here, he should go back and think about how to solve the problem of the coexistence of dual personalities.

The mission has stalled; we need to find a different path.

"Go back?" Ni tilted his head, his purple eyes fixed on Fu Ying, a sickly glint in them, his low, husky voice laced with amusement: "Does the female lead have to choose them?"

His curly purple hair fell down, and a subtle fragrance wafted around him.

A chilling, deathly silence, and gloom swept over him, and his deep purple eyes seemed to contain the greatest malice in the world: "And me? Am I just destined to be left here to rot?"

Three chapters already!!!

I did my best!!!
The groundhog screams!!!
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