Xue Ling noticed that Sang Ye was holding a black wooden box in his hand, but from Sang Ye's attitude, he knew that he was definitely unwilling to say what was in the box.
Xueling chuckled lightly: "It's fine if you don't want to say it, I'm going back, do you want to go together?"
"Let's go."
Sang Ye showed her thick black snake tail and swam away without looking back.
Xue Ling couldn't help but glanced at the snow field under the tree again. He seemed to smell a breath of strange demons when he was here just now.
But that breath was too weak, and when he searched carefully, it had already disappeared.
Could it be his illusion
Sang Ye turned to look at Xue Ling: "Why don't you leave?"
"I'll come right away." Xue Ling spread his wings and flew into the sky.
The two quickly walked away.
There was a faint rustling sound, and a dark red king cobra crawled down the tree trunk. When the snake's tail swept across the branches, some fine snow slag was shaken off.
He raised his triangular snake head and looked in the direction where Sang Ye was leaving, the expression in his red eyes fluctuating.
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After returning home, Sang Ye greeted Bai Di, and then went back to the bedroom.
He closed the door and put the black wooden box on the bed.
A very ordinary wooden box, simple and unsophisticated in shape, without any pattern decoration.
This box was given to him by Han Ying.
When it was not completely bright today, Sang Ye suddenly felt the approach of the strange demons nearby. He immediately got up and went down the mountain. He didn't expect to meet Han Ying near the rocky mountain.
He didn't know how Han Ying crossed the Heishui River without anyone noticing, and he didn't understand why Han Ying suddenly appeared near the rocky mountain.
Sang Ye instinctively felt vigilant.
Han Ying's first words were: "I'm here to find you."
Sang Ye looked at him silently, without saying a word.
Facing his indifference, Han Ying was not surprised at all, and even showed a self-deprecating chuckle: "I am your last relative in this world, do you really want to turn against me?"
Sang Ye said: "If you really treat me as a relative, you shouldn't come to disrupt my life."
"I am your relative, and I hope you live a happy life more than anyone else, but have you ever thought that you have the blood of different demons in your body, even if you hide your breath and hide among the orcs, you may be discovered in the future , by then, what should you do?"
"I will leave without getting involved with Slow."
Sang Ye answered crisply, obviously this answer has been brewing in his heart for a long time.
Han Ying's expression moved slightly: "When your mother insisted on being with your father, I also asked this question. Your mother's answer at that time was exactly the same as your answer now."
Sang Ye didn't speak again.
He has been living in the temple since he was sensible. He still has a little memory of his father, but he really has no memory of his mother.
The "mother" in other people's mouth is very strange to him.
Seeing that he was silent, Han Ying frowned: "You are too similar to your mother. Back then, in order to be with your father, your mother betrayed the strange demons and followed him away. But what happened? They separated in the end I don't want you to follow in your mother's footsteps."
Sang Ye looked at him calmly: "Did you come to me specifically to tell me these things?"
Han Ying knew that no matter what he said now, Sang Ye would not believe it.
That's all!
This kid just doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back. There will always be a day when he regrets it.
Han Ying took out a black wooden box and said: "This is your mother's relic. I wanted to give it to you last time, but you left too quickly, so I didn't have time to give it to you. This time I came to you on a special adventure." , just to give it to you."
Sang Ye looked at the black wooden box.
He didn't want to accept it at first, but for some reason, he had a strong desire for that wooden box in his heart.
Both hands stretched out involuntarily, and took the wooden box firmly.
Han Ying said: "This box contains your mother's ashes."
Sang Ye paused for opening the box.
"Your mother once said before she was alive that she hoped to live and die with your father, but unfortunately she failed to achieve her wish in the end. My current status is not convenient for walking in the Beastman Continent. If you have a chance in the future, take her ashes with you." Go to Dark Moon City, find your father's burial place, and bury the two of them together."
Sang Ye stared at him blankly, as if he didn't understand that his uncle, who was always cold-blooded and ruthless, would say such emotional words.
Han Ying's eyes were full of nostalgia, as if he saw another person through Sang Ye's face.
"She is my only younger sister. We grew up together and depended on each other. We have a deep relationship. I have killed countless people in my life, and my hands are covered with blood, but I can't be cruel to her alone."
It was precisely because he couldn't be cruel that he let his sister leave the Alien Demon Race to elope with that male beast, which caused an irreversible tragedy.
He had thought about it more than once.
If he had been ruthless back then and insisted not to let his sister leave, maybe she would not have died early.
Regret tormented him, year after year, making him more and more unable to let go.
"Your mother will not rest in peace, I want to avenge her."
Han Ying spoke calmly, but his expression was extremely firm. In order to achieve this goal, he will do whatever it takes!
Sang Ye looked at him silently.
Han Ying said: "As her son, you should join me in avenging her revenge."
Sang Ye shook his head: "I'm different from you, I don't have that deep hatred."
The snake beast was already cold-blooded, and since he drank the Wangqing Water, his feelings became even thinner.
Hate, such a strong and complicated emotion, was too far away for him.
Han Ying stared at him for a while, and couldn't help frowning: "I don't understand, you drank the water of forgetting love, and it is reasonable to say that you have no passion/desire, why are you still willing to stay by Lin Huanxuan's side?"
"Being with her is my instinct, just like you want to eat when you are hungry. As long as I live, I can't live without her."
Han Ying's expression was complicated.
After a long time, he said quietly: "You wasted a bowl of Wangqing water."
Sang Ye didn't know how to answer, so she could only say dumbly, "I'm sorry."
Han Ying: "..."
How can he accept this
The atmosphere was awkward.
Hanying coughed lightly: "You are just as stubborn as your mother was at the time. I know that no matter what I say, you won't listen to it. But you will regret it sooner or later. If that day really comes, you will come to Yimo If you come to me, I will help you."
Sang Ye said, "That day won't happen."
Han Ying chuckled lightly: "Let's wait and see."
The young male beast thinks that as long as he is firm enough, even if the whole world opposes it, he can still stay with his lover until he grows old.
How did they know that fate is the most ruthless thing.
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