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Chapter 136 Okay, I'll listen to Aying.
Teng glanced at her coldly, a mocking smile playing on her lips: "You already have Tuanzi, and you still won't give up!"

Females often give birth to offspring that resemble their fathers. If Aying were to give birth to a red fox, wouldn't that be exactly what the fox wanted?
Bai Cang raised an eyebrow, his thin lips curving into a bewitching smile, his voice tender: "As long as they are A Ying's offspring, I can never have too many. I will cherish them all as my precious treasures."

Teng's lips twitched violently, his knuckles cracked as he clenched his fist.

Fuying leaned lazily against the rattan chair that Ni had made herself. With her slender fingers lightly touching the ground and her eyes sparkling, she took the wild fruit that Qinglan handed her and put it into her mouth. The flesh was sweet and the juice was rich.

She suddenly chuckled softly: "I'm going out tomorrow. I'll take Ni with me this time. He's been cooped up in the Black Crocodile Swamp for so long. It just so happens that we'll run into the tribal trade fair. I'll take him to broaden his horizons."

Teng's long eyebrows suddenly furrowed, and he stepped forward, saying, "Then I want to go too! I can protect you!"

Before the words were finished, a sticky, cold laugh suddenly came from outside the door. Ni Cangbai's fingertips pushed open the bamboo house door, his purple eyes sweeping over Teng's figure, his voice extremely cold: "Protect him? With your power?"

Her flowing purple hair swayed, brushing against Teng's shoulders like mist. Her purple eyes glanced at him lightly, and the nine-star pattern on her forehead shone brightly, wafting a subtle fragrance.

This casual glance was as still and lifeless as a swamp.

Teng's knuckles suddenly made a crisp sound as he clenched his fists, and his dark green pupils narrowed into slits.

Bai Cang's amber eyes flickered slightly as he withdrew his hand from gently stroking Tuanzi's soft hair.

He stepped forward slowly, sat down gracefully, and when he looked at Fuying, his eyes were as gentle as water, and his voice was extremely tender: "Although we don't need too many people this time, the journey is not short, and you are carrying a baby now, so you can't be tired."

He paused slightly, his slender fingers lightly tapping the table: "How about we let Qinglan come along? He's more attentive and can take care of you along the way, or he can transform into a beast and carry you."

Upon hearing this, Teng frowned, gave Bai Cang a cold look, and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.

What a fine "cooperation"! They said they would join forces to deal with these newcomers, but now they're voluntarily handing over the opportunity to get close to the female master to someone else. Is this what you call cooperation?
Qinglan was slightly taken aback, her long eyelashes trembled, but her gray-brown pupils remained aloof.

Fu Ying squinted, pondered for a moment, and then nodded: "Alright."

She raised the corners of her eyes and looked at Qinglan with a hint of a smile. Her tone was charming and languid, yet also somewhat indulgent: "My Qinglan can't stand dirty things. Taking you there this time will be a good opportunity for you to vent your anger."

As she spoke, her fingertips twirled the light blue flaxen hair, which, though dry, now shimmered with a honey-like sheen under the light. After this period of care, it was as smooth as silk.

As her fingertips traced patterns on the jade ornaments in his hair, they emitted a clear, melodious sound.

One should always pamper one's own beastly husband.

Qinglan looked up at her, and seeing the doting look in her eyes, he smiled and a clean, clear smile appeared on his thin lips. The cool smile between his brows was pure and moving.

"Okay, I'll listen to A-Ying." His voice was clear and ethereal, with a rising tone at the end, revealing a hint of pleasure.

Teng clenched her fist tightly, turned around abruptly, and the ends of her white hair drew a sharp arc in the air.

He stormed out of the bamboo house without looking back, his back view filled with anger.

Fuying rested her chin on her hand, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. Who would have thought that the serpent-man who was once full of malice would now throw a tantrum over such a trivial matter?

Bai Cang's eyes flickered slightly: "Teng is young and impetuous, A Ying doesn't need to worry too much, I'll go check on him."

A smile appeared in Fuying's eyes: "You're much cuter now than before."

Upon hearing this, Bai Cang raised the corner of his eye, a gentle smile flowing in his amber eyes.

He got up and went out, his silver hair swaying gently behind him.

Bai Cang strolled leisurely to Teng's bamboo house, only to find the door slammed shut.

He raised an eyebrow, reached out and pushed the door, which creaked softly as it hit the door.

Teng paused, instantly suppressing his rage and replacing it with a wronged expression. He turned his head but met Bai Cang's amber eyes, which seemed to be smiling but weren't. His expression suddenly fell, and he grabbed the water bottle and took a big gulp. Cold water droplets slid down his tense jawline, and he slammed the water bottle onto the bamboo table with a thud.

Bai Cang stepped forward leisurely, his fingertips tracing the water stains on the table, and asked with a playful tone, "Are you that angry?"

If he hadn't brought it up, it would have been fine, but the moment he did, Teng's dark green eyes filled with ferocity, and snake scales flickered on his neck: "Is this the kind of 'joint effort' you're talking about?"

After saying that, he gave a mocking laugh: "A fallen orc, actually trying to be a good person."

Bai Cang wasn't angry at all; instead, he chuckled softly, his silver hair trembling slightly behind him.

His crimson lips curved into a smile, but the last syllable of his voice held a dangerous lilt: "A benevolent person?"

Teng's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze dark and unfathomable: "What do you mean?"

Bai Cang sneered: "This tribal trade fair was a trap set by someone to lure me, a fallen orc, into their trap. Aying didn't want me to take the risk, so she had no choice but to go herself."

"Although Ni has an eccentric temper, he is the only one among us who has reached the Nine-Star Extreme Realm."

“With his help, Aying will be safer. Besides… Aying is pregnant now. This child could be any of ours, but it can’t be his.”

"This... can be considered a way for Aying to comfort him."

Teng's eyebrows shot up: "Then why can't I go? You trust Qinglan that much?!"

He gritted his teeth, his whole body surging with murderous intent: "Bai Cang, don't forget, it was he who caused A Ying to break the contract herself, fall into the mud, and almost get into trouble!"

Bai Cang raised his eyes, his gaze suddenly turning cold, and met Teng's sharp retort: ​​"Of course I can't forget."

After saying that, he let out a cold laugh and said in a deep voice, "But you should also know that now that he is Aying's beast husband, if you insist on making things difficult for him, it will only put Aying in a difficult position!"

Teng's violent aura suddenly froze, and his ferocious anger remained on his face.

Bai Cang's amber eyes swept coldly over Teng: "This journey is dangerous. Your fiery temper will only make things worse. Besides, can your beast form carry people? Do you want A-Ying to suffer even more?"

Teng was speechless. His Adam's apple bobbed violently, and all the violent energy surged in his chest before he forced it down.

He closed his eyes briefly, then opened them again, his voice hoarse: "So, Wu really got arrested?"

Bai Cang's expression was cold and his eyes were icy: "Sang Jie, in alliance with many tribes in Beishan, came here specifically for me. Out of fear of the fallen beastmen, they are capable of anything."

"But as you know now, Aying won't just stand by and watch Wu get into trouble."

Teng's eyes flickered slightly, as if deep in thought: "So you're letting Qinglan come along just so he can take care of Aying?"

Bai Cang lifted his eyelids slightly and said calmly, "This is only a very minor reason."

Teng's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Bai Cang tapped the bamboo table lightly with his knuckles, his eyes darkening: "Ni is indeed powerful, but there is an extremely unstable Luo Heng lurking within him. What if something really happens to him and none of us are around?"

At this point, Bai Cang's tapping on the bamboo table suddenly paused, his voice becoming even deeper: "Qinglan is meticulous and perceptive, making her the least susceptible to being swayed by external influences..."

A shadow suddenly flashed across Bai Cang's eyes.

Clearly, the scheme that Marquis Nevernight once devised still haunts him.

Thank you Tongbaozi for dressing up Fuying in the game, it's really beautiful!!
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