Author:?The first love of a rainy day?MACHINE TRANSLATION
Willam turned his head to look at the blood in Ye Xinghunâs hands. An immense power within his body was driving him to drink blood. That power was akin to countless warhorses galloping wildly within his heart, attacking all of his rationality and devouring all of his thoughts The only thing in his mind was blood, blood, blood!
He walked step by step towards Ye Xinghun. His pace was extremely slow, as though he was playing a game with himself. His True Body didnât wish for him to walk over while another type of power was desperately trying to drive him!
The corners of Ye Xinghunâs lips curled up into a sinister smile. As Willam approached him, he took a step closer to his target.
âHURRY UP! Drink my blood, and you wonât feel any pain anymore. You wonât feel any pain anymore! â
His words were like a curse, drifting into Willamâs ears.
Willam walked to the opposite side of Ye Xinghun, reaching out to grab the bottle in Ye Xinghunâs hand.
The sinister coldness at the corners of Ye Xinghunâs lips grew deeper and deeper. He had already imagined the image of himself ruling over two countries.
His gaze was tightly focused on Willamâs hand. If it wasnât for the fact that Willamâs current strength was truly something he couldnât resist, he really wished that he could grab hold of Willam and pour his blood down Willamâs throat.
He didnât know if he was too nervous, but his heart was actually filled with fear. An uneasiness swept through his entire body.
âHURRY UP! Do you still want to feel so much pain? HURRY UP AND DRINK! â He urged impatiently.
Willamâs fingers moved closer and closer to the bottle. Just as he was about to touch the bottle, he stopped his fingers. It was as though two types of energy were resisting each other. His hands were being pulled by the two types of energy, causing them to tremble non-stop!
âYou want to drink, right? Iâll feed you, alright? â Ye Xinghun raised his hand, wanting to place the bottle next to Willamâs lips. He wanted the blood to rush into Willamâs nose even more intensely.
Just as the bottle touched Willamâs lips, an unknown force shot towards the top of Willamâs forehead. He stretched out his hand and pushed Ye Xinghun away, howling as he ran out of the tent.
Willamâs strength was extremely great, causing Ye Xinghun to fall to the ground.
He stared in astonishment at the man who had run out of the tent. He had never thought that Willam would still have the willpower to control himself to such an extent!
A few members of the witch tribe ran into the tent. âCLAN LEADER! Willam has run away. Should we chase after him? â
âWe canât chase after him now. Heâs currently in a state of madness. If you guys chase after him, he will directly tear you apart. His current strength is so great that you guys canât even imagine it. â Ye Xinghun crawled up from the ground, stopping his men.
He couldnât allow his men to make unnecessary sacrifices.
âBut he ran away. We donât know where he will be after a while. â Ye Xinghunâs subordinate asked.
âwithout blood, he will die of pain. Donât be afraid. I have a way to make him come back on his own. When he comes back, it will be time for the Gu poison to defeat his will. â Ye Xinghun replied.
He wasnât worried that Willam would run away. This was a rainforest. Where could Willam run to?
The Gu poison would bring Willam to look for blood. As long as he sprinkled his blood in the rainforest, he would be able to use his blood to lure Willam back.
âYes. â Ye Xinghunâs subordinates received the order and retreated from the room.
Ever since Ye Xinghun came to the rain forest, they had been sent here by Ye Xinghun one by one. They had replaced all of Willamâs guards without anyone knowing.
Willamâs guards were either killed by them or they had escaped by themselves. There was no need for them to put in any effort to take action.
What Willamâs death warriors? Ye Xinghun couldnât help but laugh out loud when he thought of those escaping guards. So what if they were death warriors? It was still the time of great calamity. They had gone to save their own lives. Who would care about Willamâs life or death?
Moreover, the rainforest wasnât a place that anyone could leave just because they wanted to. He didnât even need to chase after those guards. He was certain that those guards would be left to fend for themselves in the rainforest.
Ye Xinghun walked out of the tent. At this moment, he could no longer see Willamâs figure. All he could hear was the wailing sounds coming from the rainforest. He wanted to see how long Willam could last?
âDonât come back too soon. Donât disappoint me! You have to be my strongest opponent. This way, our game will be more fun. â Ye Xinghun said with a cold smile.
The sound of music rang out from his phone. He glanced at the screen. It was a call from Ye Wei.
As the call connected, the voice of a woman rang out from the phone, âhave you not dealt with Willam yet? When exactly are you coming back? â
âIâll go back to see you now. The matter of Willam can be dealt with in a few days. â Ye Xinghun replied.
âreally? Then come back quickly. Iâll get my clansmen to prepare a welcoming banquet for you. â Ye Wei said happily.
She was Ye Xinghunâs mother. However, Ye Xinghun was the clan leader while she was only the holy maiden of the protectors. Therefore, when Ye Xinghun returned, she had to prepare a welcoming banquet for ye xinghun respectfully.
âAlright, Iâll be able to return in a while. Iâll be there by sunset. â Ye Xinghun hung up the phone. There were no transportation tools in the rainforest. He could only walk, step by step.
There were trees and vines everywhere. All kinds of airplanes and cars had become useless.
He brought his subordinates and walked back to the witchcraft tribe in the depths of the rainforest.
Willamâs mournful wails rose and fell one after another. Sometimes, he was far away, sometimes he was close, sometimes he was big, sometimes he was small. The corners of Ye Xinghunâs lips curled into a cold smile. Was He still afraid that Willam would be lost What a joke!
Lian Lian, who was in the vicinity of the rainforest, could also faintly hear the wails. It was like a human or some kind of wild beast. This kind of sound had never stopped.
âYoung Miss, weâd better hide from that sound. It sounds rather scary! â The pilot said.
Lian Lianâs brows furrowed. âThatâs not right. Donât you guys find it strange? This sound has always been ringing, and it seems to be in great pain. It seems like itâs a human or wild beast that has been tortured.
âIf itâs really being tortured, if we follow the direction of the sound, wonât we be able to find the members of the witch tribe? â
âI feel that young missâs words make sense, but will we be in danger? Young Miss, you canât have any accidents. Otherwise, neither of us will be able to live! â The bodyguard said.
âDONâT BE AFRAID! I know Ye Xinghun from the Voodoo race. He will definitely be able to help me. As long as I find Ye Xinghun, it will be fine. I can get him to help me find Willam. â Lian Lian said.
The bodyguard and the pilot looked at Lian Lianâs confident appearance and believed Lian Lianâs words.
They followed Lian Lian towards the direction of the sound.
It was very difficult to catch up to the sound because the sound kept changing positions. Lian Lian was only a step away from crippling her own legs.
The bodyguard was afraid that Lian Lian would be exhausted, so he and the pilot took turns carrying Lian Lian.
Just like that, the three of them continued walking until the sky turned dark, but they were unable to reach the place where the wailing sound came from.
In the depths of the rainforest, torches had already been lit. Quite a number of witch tribe girls were wearing bikini-like tops and a silk dress wrapped around their waists. They were dancing on the open ground, welcoming their tribe leader back.
Ye Wei stood on the altar, looking at Ye Xinghun in the distance. She hurriedly led her people down from the altar and respectfully knelt down to greet Ye Xinghun.
âwelcome back to the Shaman clan, clan leader! â She kowtowed on the ground. This was the standard etiquette when meeting the clan leader.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om