The vicious female Ye Youcha, who is in Shura Field every day

Chapter 268 Hatred
Ye Ling looked down at Su Xiyue, remembering how their good time had been interrupted, and with a long arm he scooped her up in his arms, his voice low and husky, "Yue'er, it's late, we should go back."

After saying that, he lifted his foot and walked towards the "love nest" that the dense forest had carefully prepared.

Su Xiyue wrapped her arms around his neck, her face slightly flushed. She understood exactly what he wanted to do.
She gave him a playful glare, but didn't struggle, letting him hold her.

Anyway, it wasn't the first time, and she seemed to enjoy it.

Ye Ling wasn't annoyed at all by her glare; instead, a low chuckle escaped her throat, and her pace quickened even further.

The other beastmen watched the two figures leave, and a pang of sadness welled up in their hearts.

But it was clear that tonight belonged to Ye Ling.

Meanwhile, Ye Ling had already carried Su Xiyue back to their "love nest" deep in the dense forest, his silver eyes brimming with lingering desire.

He traced her bright red lips with his fingertips, his voice hoarse: "Continue?"

Su Xiyue looked up at him, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw the flattened grass. She suddenly remembered Feng Su's words, "The flowers and grass have all been flattened." Her face turned even redder, as if it were on fire.

Feeling a mixture of shame and anger, she couldn't help but gently poke his chest, saying coquettishly, "It's all your fault for making so much noise."

Ye Ling's silver eyes swept over the flattened flowers and plants around the animal skin carpet, a low chuckle rolling down her throat as she wrapped the person up tightly: "This place is well-hidden. Unless someone comes here specifically to peek, the commotion won't reach the tribe."

Before he could finish speaking, Xuanming's sour voice came from the treetops in the distance: "That dead bird Ye Ling loves to peep at others in the middle of the night. Let's squat on the branches and watch him too."

Feng Su's fiery red feather robes fluttered in the night, and she laughed with a carefree and unrestrained air. "That's a good idea. Anyway, the night is long and we have nothing to do, so why not watch the excitement?"

He chuckled, and in a flash, he found the best spot to squat on a tree branch, calling out to the others, "Come on, this is a perfect spot, you won't miss any exciting scenes."

Xuanming's lips twitched. As expected of the flamboyant phoenix, he was more enthusiastic about this kind of thing than anyone else.

Without saying anything, it darted to another branch, ready to watch the show.

Qingzhu, Molin, and Baiqi all twitched their lips.

Although peeping is not a good thing.

But thinking back to how Ye Ling had done this many times before when it was their turn, they all found tree branches to squat on, ready to watch.

The green bamboo was hidden among the dense branches and leaves of the ancient tree, its emerald eyes slightly narrowed.

The humiliation of being tricked by Ye Ling last time is still fresh in my mind.

That bastard said that Yue'er likes gentleness the most and is most afraid of pain.

As a result, Yue'er looked very dissatisfied that night and almost ended the session halfway through and left.

Xuanming mocked him for a long time about this, saying he was incompetent and so on...

"Dead bird man, let's see what you've got to offer tonight."

Qingzhu unconsciously crushed a leaf with her fingertips, inwardly scoffing.

Not far away, on an ancient tree, Xuanming was perched on a branch with his rear end sticking out, his wild and unrestrained face full of excitement. "Look, Ye Ling has pressed Yue'er onto the animal skin!"

Feng Su's fiery red feathered robe drooped from the branch, her peach blossom eyes sparkling: "Tsk tsk, this bastard's movements are quite skilled."

Bai Qi was about to speak when he suddenly fell silent.

Because Ye Ling suddenly looked up, her silver eyes accurately locked onto the direction where they were hiding.

Under the moonlight, his third eye between his brows slowly opened, and countless ice crystals condensed into arrows in the air.

"roll."

Along with this word, countless ice arrows whistled towards the ancient trees where people were hiding.

"Hold!"

Xuanming was the first to jump down from the tree branch to hide, yelling, "Ye Ling, you son of a bitch..."

Xuanyuan Ming leaned lazily against the farthest treetop, his dark golden eyes full of mockery: "Serves you right."

……

At the same time, Mu Han was carrying Chu Youyou as they sped along under the moonlight.

"Mu Han."

Chu Youyou lay on his back, suddenly grabbed his fur, and said with teary eyes, "Are you really going to be her protector for the rest of your life?"

She was referring to Su Xiyue.

Mu Han, in his white tiger form, paused slightly, a flicker of pain in his golden eyes: "Of course."

"what about me?"

Chu Youyou's voice suddenly became sharp, "You promised you would protect me forever!"

Mu Han transformed into human form and gently put her down. The whip marks on her back were shocking, but he didn't care at all. He just looked at Chu Youyou seriously and said, "I will send you back to the Winged Tiger Tribe first."

"No, don't leave me, you're all I have now."

Unable to accept this outcome, Chu Youyou threw herself into his arms, sobbing uncontrollably, her watery eyes filled with resentment and pleading.

In the shadows, Feng Chi narrowed his cloudy old eyes: "This little female is quite good at pretending."

Feng Li lowered her voice: "She's just a grasshopper in autumn, she won't live much longer. We just need to do what our master tells us to do."

Seeing that Mu Han remained unmoved and seemed determined to protect Su Xiyue, Chu Youyou's eyes instantly filled with hatred, and the character "slave" carved on her left cheek was particularly glaring, even appearing distorted under the moonlight.

She suddenly started pounding Mu Han's chest like a madwoman, "You're clearly my beastly husband, why should you protect that lowly female?"

Mu Han stared at her distorted face and the conspicuous "slave" character on her left cheek. Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed her chin, his voice terribly hoarse: "Youyou, do you think Bai Shuang suddenly went to the slave camp? I deliberately lured him there, just to use him to save you from there."

Chu Youyou froze instantly.

She had no idea that Bai Shuang was led there by Mu Han; she only thought that Bai Shuang wanted to select a few slaves, which was why she suddenly came to the slave camp.

"You finally managed to seduce Bai Shuang and leave the slave camp. I thought you'd settle down with him, but you despised his cowardice and immediately hooked up with Bai Ye." Mu Han released her, his golden eyes churning with endless pain. "I was standing outside the window then, witnessing you and Bai Ye tumbling around in the side hall, as alluring and captivating as when you were beneath me..."

His words were like a sharp knife, piercing Chu Youyou's heart.

Her face was deathly pale, and her lips trembled: "You...you saw everything?"

Mu Han's golden eyes were as dark as an abyss, and his voice was hoarse: "More than once, I personally heard how you conspired to poison the old beast king in an attempt to force him to abdicate and seize the throne."

Chu Youyou was struck dumb, and collapsed to the ground.

She thought she had gotten away with everything, but little did she know that Mu Han had seen it all.

"Mu Han."

She suddenly rushed forward and hugged his legs, tears streaming down her face. "I was wrong, I really know I was wrong! I was forced into it, Bai Ye threatened me."

Mu Han looked down at her, his eyes filled with pain and struggle.

How could he not know that Youyou was lying?
Even so, he still couldn't bring himself to abandon her.

"long."

He gently pried her hands apart. "I will send you back to the Winged Tiger Tribe, and then we'll be even."

"No!"

Chu Youyou screamed hysterically, "You can't do this to me! I'm your female, and you promised to protect me forever!"

In the shadows, Feng Chi and Feng Li exchanged a glance, both seeing mockery in each other's eyes.

Mu Han ignored Chu Youyou's crying and transformed into a white tiger, picking her up and continuing on his way.

Chu Youyou struggled in his mouth, her voice shrill: "Mu Han, you'll regret this. That bitch isn't worth protecting. She dared to take you away; I'll make her pay..."

Mu Han, in his white tiger form, paused slightly, a hint of coldness flashing in his golden tiger eyes, but he ultimately did not stop.

……

Three days later, the Winged Tiger Tribe.

Yunzhu was washing animal hides by the river when she suddenly heard her tribesmen exclaim in surprise.

"It's Lord Mu Han! Lord Mu Han is back!"

She looked up sharply and, sure enough, saw a majestic white tiger emerge from the forest, carrying a female in its mouth.

Yunzhu's eyes lit up instantly. She put down the half-washed animal skin coat and hurried over there.

She secretly pushed Chu Youyou off the cliff, feeling happy that the vile woman had finally died and that she had avenged herself.

But in the blink of an eye, Mu Han also disappeared, and the clan leader sent people to search everywhere, but they couldn't find him.

She was naturally extremely worried.

Although Yunzhu hated Mu Han, she hated how Mu Han had hurt her in her previous life for Chu Youyou.

But that doesn't mean she doesn't love him. Even after being reborn, her love for him deep in her heart remains unchanged.

On the contrary, with rebirth, that love grew even deeper, a complex mix of love and hate.

Yunzhu suddenly stopped and stared blankly in that direction.

She saw clearly that Mu Han was holding the female face in his mouth.

Chu Youyou?
Wasn't she dead? How did she come back alive?
It seems he didn't die, and was even found and brought back by Mu Han.

Yunzhu's fingernails dug deeply into her palm, then she suddenly laughed, a laugh that sent chills down her spine.

It's okay that you're not dead, let's keep fighting.

One day, I will kill you again.

It all depends on how tough your life is, how many times you can survive.

Sunlight shone on her stunning face, a chilling smile playing on her lips.

She watched as Mu Han gently placed Chu Youyou on the ground; the movement was so tender it was almost blinding.

"Brother Mu Han".

Yunzhu stepped forward, her voice soft, "You're finally back."

Mu Han looked at Yun Zhu and nodded slightly: "Yun Zhu, I'll trouble you to take care of her from now on. Also, please find a way to remove the slave mark on her face. Of course, if you can't, I won't blame you. Just take care of her."

After being reborn, Yunzhu did not cause any trouble. Instead, she used her knowledge from her previous life to change the tribe. Not only was she very popular, but she was also regarded as the messenger of the Beast God by the Winged Tiger tribe, and her status was extremely high.

"Don't worry, Brother Mu Han."

Yunzhu gently brushed her fingertips across the "slave" mark on Chu Youyou's face, smiling tenderly: "I will take good care of Sister Youyou and find a way to remove the slave mark from her."

Her fingertips were icy cold, and Chu Youyou couldn't help but shiver.

She hadn't forgotten that it was Yunzhu who pushed her off the cliff.

How could Mu Han let this venomous woman take care of him? What was he thinking?

Mu Han, unaware of the undercurrent between the two, gave Yun Zhu a deep look and said, "Thank you."

Then he turned into a white tiger and leaped into the jungle, disappearing from sight.

He was going to the wolf tribe to fulfill his promise to Su Xiyue.

Chu Youyou panicked and wanted to call out to him, but found that Mu Han had already disappeared.

……

(End of this chapter)