No matter what the king cobra said, Sang Ye was unmoved and insisted on not following him.
The cobra narrowed his eyes, his dangerous gaze landing on the little female behind Sang Ye. It slowly said, âAre you unwilling to return to the demon tribe with me because of this little female? Have you already become mates?â
Sang Ye replied straightforwardly, âYes.â
Huanhuan felt that the king cobraâs gaze was extremely cold. When he looked at her, she felt as though her bones were almost frozen.
However, the other party was Sang Yeâs elder, after all. Although Huanhuan was afraid, she still mustered her courage and stammered.
âH-Hello, Iâm Huanhuan. Sang Ye and I are truly in love. If you donât mind, you can come to our house as a guest when youâre free in the future. Weâll welcome you very much.â
However, the king cobra asked gloomily, âHow dare you invite a demon to your house? Arenât you afraid that Iâll kill your entire family?â
âYouâre Sang Yeâs family, which means youâre my family. I believe you wonât be ruthless to your own family.â
âThatâs not necessarily true.â
As soon as he finished speaking, the king cobra suddenly darted out like a bolt of lightning!
Sang Ye quickly pounced forward to stop him, but he was sent flying by the king cobraâs tail!
The python fell hard into the snow. The wound on his back was torn open again, dripping with blood.
When he struggled to get up, he realized that the king cobra had already rolled Huanhuan up.
......
Sang Ye shouted, âLet go of her!â
The cobraâs tongue swept across Huanhuanâs face as he said slowly, âWhat a delicious little female. Youâll definitely be very delicious.â
Huanhuanâs internal organs were almost displaced by the snakeâs tail.
She was pale with pain and could barely breathe.
The lotus flower that had been quietly resting on her head suddenly sprang up. It opened and bit fiercely at the king cobra!
The king cobra didnât dodge and directly bit the lotusâ branch!
His sharp fangs pierced the branch, and the lotusâ pink petals immediately turned pale gray as if they were about to wither at any moment.
The cobra then spat it to the ground.
The lotus tried to get up several times, but it couldnât. A few petals fell, and it let out a low whine. âMomâ¦â
Sang Ye rushed forward to save her, but before he could touch the king cobra, he was swept up by an invisible gust of wind and sent flying again.
The wound on the snakeâs back was torn. Blood fell to the snow, forming patches.
The king cobra sneered. âLook, this is the fragile physique of ordinary beasts. They can be easily destroyed. The bodies of demons are stronger, so hurry up and return to the demon tribe with me. Iâll make you stronger.â
Sang Ye struggled to get up. Due to the loss of blood, his vision was already blurry.
There was only one thought left in his mindâ
He had to save Huanhuan!
The python pounced at the king cobra again, his tail leaving a trail of blood on the snow.
The king cobraâs beast soul attribute was wind, and his strength was far higher than Sang Yeâs.
In the king cobraâs eyes, Sang Yeâs actions were no different from courting death.
The cobra stood rooted to the ground without moving, but a gust of wind sent Sang Ye flying again.
This repeated several times, and the pythonâs body was about to collapse.
Huanhuanâs eyes turned red with heartache. She endured the pain and shouted, âGo! Leave me alone!â
However, Sang Ye could no longer hear anything. He only knew that he had to pounce on the king cobra again and again. He wanted to save the little female.
The king cobraâs patience was finally exhausted. He said impatiently, âAlright, if you move again, Iâll kill this little female!â
These words hit Sang Yeâs soft spot. He finally regained a trace of rationality and stopped.
The cobra said, âIâll give you one last chance. Either you return to the demon tribe with me, or Iâll kill your mate now. Thereâs no third option. Choose!â
Sang Ye did not respond for a long time.
He neither wanted to return to the demon tribe nor see Huanhuan die.
âDonât think about stalling for time. Iâll count to three. If you still donât make a choice, Iâll kill her!â The cobra exerted a little more force. Huanhuan immediately felt that her ribs were about to break!
She gritted her teeth and refused to shout.
A trace of blood trickled down the corner of her mouth.
âOne!â
âTwo!
Seeing that Huanhuan was about to be suffocated by the cobra, Sang Ye finally couldnât take it anymore and made his last choice.
âIâll go back with you. Donât hurt her!â
The king cobra saw how obedient Sang Ye was now and said in satisfaction, âVery good. This will be the smartest choice you make in your life.â
Sang Ye said anxiously, âLet her go!â
The king cobra lowered his head and looked at the dying female. His voice was low and cold. âYouâre a very cute female. If I were 20 years younger, I might have taken a fancy to you too.â
Huanhuan felt that even breathing hurt.
She endured the pain and begged weakly, âDonât take Sang Ye awayâ¦â
âHe doesnât belong on the beast continent. Iâm bringing him back to the demon tribe for his own good. If you really love him, you should let him go.â
The cobra gently lowered her to the snow. âStay here and wait for your mates to save you. As for Sang Ye⦠Forget him. Itâll be the best choice for you.â
Sang Ye had been staring at the cobraâs actions. Seeing that he had indeed let Huanhuan go, his hanging heart finally relaxed.
The king cobra looked back at him. âLetâs go.â
20 grayish-white beasts appeared from nowhere and stood neatly behind the king cobra.
Clearly, these beasts had been hiding nearby.
Even without the king cobra, Sang Ye might not have been able to escape with Huanhuan.
Huanhuan reached out with difficulty. âSang Yeâ¦â
Sang Ye looked at her one last time, his dark eyes filled with reluctance.
However, no matter how reluctant he was, he still had to leave with the king cobra.
Sang Ye was injured and could not move. The beasts dragged out a flat slab and pierced a hole in it with their claws. They put vines through the hole and made a simple sled.
The other end of the vines were tied around the necks of four beasts.
The python lay on the slab as the beasts dragged him along.
The king cobra looked back at Huanhuan. âMy name is Han Ying. If we have the chance in the future, we might meet again.â
With that, he slithered away without looking back.
The other dozen or so beasts followed.
Before long, they were gone.
The lotus struggled to get up and moved to Huanhuanâs side. Its petals kept falling with every movement.
âMomâ¦â