Cute Beast World: Beast Husband, Memeda!

Xue Ling noticed that Sang Ye was holding a black wooden box in his hand, but looking at Sang Ye's attitude, he knew that he would definitely not want to say that there was anything in the box.

Xue Ling chuckled lightly: "If you don't want to say, forget it, I'm going back, do you want to go together?"

"Go."

Sang Ye showed a thick black snake tail and swam away without looking back.

Xue Ling couldn't help but glanced at the snow under the tree again. He was here just now, and he seemed to smell a scent of an alien race.

But that breath was too weak, and when he went to pursue it carefully, it had disappeared.

Could it be his illusion?

Sang Ye looked back at Xue Ling: "Why are you still not leaving?"

"I'm here." Blood Ling spread his wings and flew into the sky.

The two quickly walked away.

A rustling voice sounded, 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.

He erected the triangular snake head and looked in the direction Sang Ye was leaving, the expression in his red eyes changing.

...

After returning home, Sang Ye greeted Baidi and went back to the bedroom.

He closed the door and put the black wooden box on the bed.

Very ordinary wooden box, simple and simple in shape, without any decorative patterns.

This box was given to him by Han Ying.

Before the day was completely bright today, Sang Ye suddenly felt the approach of an alien race nearby. He immediately got up and went down the mountain. He didn't expect to encounter a cold shadow near the rocky mountain.

He didn't know how Han Ying crossed the Heishui River unconsciously, nor did he understand why Han Ying suddenly appeared near the rock mountain.

Sang Ye was instinctively wary.

The first words of Han Ying said: "I'm here to find you."

Sang Ye looked at him in silence and said nothing.

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. Are you really going to turn your heads against me?"

Sang Ye said, "If you really treat me as a relative, you shouldn't disrupt my life."

"I am your relative. I want you to live happily than anything else, but have you ever thought that you have the blood of an alien race in your body, even if you hide your breath among the orcs, you may be discovered in the future? , Then, what should you do?"

"I will leave without getting involved."

Sang Ye answered simply and neatly, obviously this answer had been brewing in his heart for a long time.

Han Ying's expression moved slightly: "Back when your mother insisted on being with your father, I also asked this question, and your mother's answer at the time was exactly the same as your current answer."

Sang Ye stopped talking again.

He has been living in the temple since he is sensible. He still has a little memory of his father beast, but he really has no memory of his mother.

The "mother" in other people's words is very strange to him.

Seeing him being silent, Han Ying frowned: "You are too much like your mother. In order to be with your father, your mother did not hesitate to betray the alien demon and follow him. But the result? They finally separated. I even hate each other because of love, hurt each other, and eventually end up with hatred. I don’t want you to follow your mother’s footsteps."

Sang Ye looked at him calmly: "Did you come to me specifically to say these things to me?"

Han Ying knew that no matter what he said, Sang Ye would not believe it.

Never mind!

This kid just doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back. There will always be a day he regrets.

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 went too eagerly and I didn't have time to give it to you. This time I deliberately ventured to find you. Just to give it to you."

Sang Ye looked at the black wooden box.

He didn't want to pick it up, but he didn't know why, but he had a strong desire for the wooden box in his heart.

Hands stretched out involuntarily, and steadily took the wooden box.

Han Ying said, "This box contains your mother's ashes."

Sang Ye paused when he opened the box.

"Your mother said before her death that she hoped to live and die with your father, but unfortunately she failed to achieve what she wanted. My current status is not convenient for walking in the Orc Continent. If you have a chance in the future, take her ashes. Go to Darkmoon City, find the place where your father's bones are buried, and bury the two of them together."

Sang Ye stared at him blankly, as if he didn't understand how his uncle, who had always been cold-blooded and merciless, could say such emotional words.

Han Ying's eyes were full of nostalgia, as if she saw another person through Sang Ye's face.

"She is my only sister. We grew up together and we depended on each other for life, and we have a deep relationship. I have killed countless people in my life, and my hands are covered with blood, but I can't give up on her alone."

It was precisely because he could not be cruel that he allowed his sister to leave the alien race to elope with the male beast, which finally caused an irreversible tragedy.

He thought about it more than once.

If he could be cruel and insist on not letting his sister leave, maybe she would not die early.

Regret tormented him, year after year, making him more and more unable to let go.

"Your mother will never look down, I want to avenge her."

Han Ying spoke calmly, but his expression was extremely firm. In order to achieve this goal, he could do whatever it takes!

Sang Ye looked at him in silence.

Han Ying said, "As her son, you should be with me and help her avenge her revenge."

Sang Ye shook his head: "I am different from you, I don't have that deep hatred."

The snake and beast were cold-blooded, and his feelings became thinner after he had drunk Wang Qingshui.

To hate this strong and complicated emotion is 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 Forgetfulness Water. It stands to reason that you have no passion or desire. Why can you stay by Lin Slowly willingly?"

"It's my instinct to be with her, 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 is very complicated.

After a long time, he quietly spit out: "You wasted a bowl of Forgetfulness."

Sang Ye didn't know how to answer, so she could only say nonchalantly, "I'm sorry."

Han Ying: "..."

How did he answer this?

The atmosphere became awkward.

Han Ying coughed slightly: "You are just as stubborn as your mother at the beginning. I know that no matter what I say, you won't listen. But sooner or later you will regret it. If that day comes, you will come to a strange demon. The clan finds me and I will help you."

Sang Ye said, "There won't be that day."

Han Ying chuckled, "Then wait and see."

The young male 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 do they know that fate is the most ruthless thing.

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