"I've done what I promised you, and I've given you the Requiem Trilogy," Ye Siren looked at the new head of the Yehenala family in front of him, "Then when will you go rescue him in the summer?"
"Uncle, Xia Tian is my lovely cousin after all. Our Yehenala family has always put family first. Of course I sent someone there a long time ago." The girl closed the scroll in her hand and looked at Ye Siren. "It's just that uncle, your titanium coffin was accidentally damaged by us. You said, without the suppression of the titanium coffin, and with the soul-washing song and the soul-killing poem in our hands, isn't it a matter of time for you to regain your demonic powers?"
"You," Ye Siren had just said one word, and a familiar demonic nature began to spread from his heart. This was a precursor to the recovery of the demonic power. The agitation of the power was constantly impacting. Ye Siren was trying hard to control it, and cold sweat continued to break out on his forehead.
"Uncle, what are you still insisting on? If you come back to Yehenala's house, wouldn't it be easier to use the power of Yehenala's family to save your dear son?" Ye Yuling raised his hand, and the ghost flame fireball appeared in his hand, "Would you like to come back to Yehenala's house? Uncle Siren, you are the strongest demonic power practitioner in Yehenala's family over the years. Do you really want to give up our long-standing family for your little family?"
The words from the girl's mouth entered Ye Siren's ears one by one, and the guilt in his heart for the Yehenala family continued to amplify. Perhaps, returning to Yehenala's family was the best choice. Ye Siren's mind flashed with the high-spirited look of Brother Xiong, and he asked himself mockingly, as a husband, he failed to give Brother Xiong a better life, and let her take care of me, a useless person, for so long. If he goes back and brings Xia Tian back, Brother Xiong won't cry so sadly. There were tears in the corners of Ye Siren's eyes, and he no longer held on, took the ghost fire ball and swallowed it.
Intention: If you persist, you may succeed