Inuyasha: A Different Kind of Dog General

—On their wedding night, what if she was dissatisfied? What if she was unhappy? What if disappointment surfaced in those usually indifferent eyes...

Douya suddenly closed his eyes, pressed his knuckles against his brow, and suppressed the distracting thoughts surging in his mind.

"After all, should I find someone to verify it?" he thought to himself.

Go find Zi Yan?

The image of the purple-haired lady with a half-smile on her face emerged in his mind, and he immediately rejected the idea.

To provoke her at this moment is to play with fire and get burned.

Go find Mei?

The innocent girl's admiring eyes flashed through his memory.

But the little girl couldn't hide her thoughts, and she was afraid that Ling Yue would see through her as soon as she stepped out of the room - thinking of his fiancée's cold eyes that could see through people's hearts, Dou Ya felt a chill on the back of his neck.

Go find Ru Ya?

The gentle smile of the crow-feathered beauty was shattered by reality before it even appeared in his mind.

Douya can't even bring himself to give someone the most basic status.

Not to mention that she was leading the Garuda troops and traveling outside.

From time to time, a group of skilled craftsmen would be brought back to the Mountain Fang City by Crow Tengu.

He would also learn about Ru Ya's recent situation through his disciple, Reimu Maru Bun, who was extremely fond of gossip.

Besides, he is not really a useless dog whose brain is controlled by his second brother.

After much thought, Dou Ya realized that the only beauties he could truly capture were these three. He found that he couldn't touch any of them for the time being.

"Tsk."

Douya irritably ripped open his collar, revealing his well-defined collarbone.

After all, he is a great demon who rules the Western Kingdom. How could he really be controlled by such worldly desires?

"Never mind. When the time comes, just use your strength to make miracles happen. Skills and other things will come in the future."

Dou Ya stood up and walked towards the courtyard, letting the moonlight wash away his restlessness. Suddenly, he heard the sound of wings breaking through the air behind him.

"general!"

A petite figure cut through the moonlight, and crow feathers rustled in the night wind.

Reimu Marufumi folded his wings and landed lightly on the stone steps in front of the courtyard. His wings, which had not yet fully grown, trembled slightly behind him, bringing up a few falling crow feathers.

The girl, enveloped in moonlight, had skin as white and translucent as fresh snow, and her cheeks were faintly flushed from the long flight.

The red eyes were as bright as the morning stars, sparkling with strong curiosity and lingering childishness.

The cherry-colored lips opened slightly due to excitement, revealing a sharp canine tooth.

He is full of the enthusiasm for work of a young man who has just entered the society.

"Wenwen, slow down."

Douya raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his golden eyes.

Wenwen was always lively, but it was rare for her to visit the general's residence at night.

"General, general!"

The girl came to Douya like a gust of wind and said, "Sister Ruya has found the swordsmith you are looking for!"

The moonlight cast a layer of silver on the ends of her hair, and her unfading childishness and her emerging heroic spirit were blending wonderfully.

In the future, she will definitely be a beauty who is no less beautiful than anyone else.

Douya's expression was slightly delighted, "Wenwen, are you talking about Daodaosai?"

Although his Tessaiga and Tensugaya no longer needed Totosai, the rest of his subordinates were still in a situation where it was difficult to find a sword.

"Yes, General."

Wenwen knelt on one knee, and the crow feathers spread out an ink-black patch on the bluestone slab.

When she raised her face, the moonlight fell right into her bright eyes.

"Sister Ruya discovered Dao Daosai on the border of the Western Kingdom, adjacent to the Fire Kingdom, and is currently returning with him. Wenwen came to announce the good news and to remind the teacher to prepare."

Wenwen tapped her chin with her fingertips, her voice ending in a playful upturn, "General, you must not forget the reward we agreed on."

"I can't forget you, my clever little ghost, even if I forget anyone else."

Dou Ya materialized a lush green gem from his palm, with the pure essence of wind flowing through it, as if condensing all the fresh breeze in the sky into it.

Wenwen's red pupils revealed desire, Yayu trembled slightly unconsciously, but his hands had already instinctively stretched forward.

The essence of Wenwen's magical power is wind, clean wind, free wind, flying in the wind and moving with the wind.

The moment the jade fell into the girl's palm, the wind power around her instantly jumped up.

As a natural companion of the wind, her existence is the free wind - rising with the wind and moving with the mist.

Even if it is only at the level of an intermediate monster, its speed beyond common sense is beyond the reach of many high-level monsters.

The extreme speed brings the extreme impact. Among the same level, she is the undisputed Tyrant of Wind and is valued by Douya.

"Hehe, this is the taste~"

Wenwen obsessively placed the Wind Jade against her cheek and gently rubbed it, the emerald-like halo illuminating her intoxicated face.

The clear sound produced when the breath of the wind resonates with her demonic power is as intoxicating as the sound of nature.

Douya watched the scene quietly, a satisfied smile on his face.

This future Wind Goddess is merging with the essence of wind in the most instinctive way.

Wenwen's intoxicated expression only lasted for a moment, and she suddenly came back to her senses with a start.

She carefully stuffed Baoyu into the bag embroidered with maple leaves at her waist, and patted it out of concern.

Then he playfully made a scissors gesture and winked at Douya.

"General, Wenwen loves you~"

The ending tone was drawn out, with the sweet voice unique to a girl.

But before Douya Wang could respond, her figure turned into a whirlwind, leaving only a few crow feathers swirling in the air and falling.

Her silver bell-like laughter could be heard from afar, sometimes coming closer and sometimes fading with the wind. "I'm going to go find Sister Ruya first. General, bye!"

"We'll be back before the wedding!"

Douya, feeling that he was being teased, looked at the dissipating whirlwind, raised his hand to catch a falling crow feather, and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

The crow feather between the fingers suddenly turned into a wisp of breeze and slipped away, as if that naughty girl was playing a trick on people again.

"This girl is becoming more and more disrespectful." He stroked his chin, but there was a rare gentleness in his eyes.

The night wind blew through his long silver hair, and the words that seemed like a complaint but were actually a doting gesture were gently blown away in the moonlight.

Douya, with a lingering smile in his eyes, walked through the corridor covered with wisteria and hung with lanterns with wedding characters on them, and entered the house.

At this time, Ling Yue was waiting to get married in the castle tower. Soon, this mansion would have a new hostess.

Dou Ya, who discovered this, tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. His mind kept emerging with the image of Ling Yue's long eyelashes as she played chess, casting a butterfly-wing-like shadow on the white jade chessboard.

When practicing sword, the white sleeves fluttered like the Udumbara flower blooming in the middle of the night under the new moon.

The most memorable memory was that day when she was trying on her wedding dress and looked back. Her golden hairpin shattered the autumn water in her eyes and made his heart tremble.

"There are still seven days left. This is really torturous. Is Lingyue in the same boat as me?"

Dou Ya, who wanted to steal the jade and the fragrance, shook his head again and just used the water mirror technique to secretly observe the scene in Ling Yue's boudoir.

A charming and beautiful woman was inside a tent covered with gauze, biting her fingertips with her pearly teeth, her snow-white skin showing a faint blush, and the collar of her snow-white nightgown was slightly open, revealing a jade-like neck.

As she tossed and turned unconsciously, the fabric of her clothes made a rustling sound.

"Fighting Teeth~Fighting Teeth~Fighting Teeth~"

The beauty who was about to get married murmured the name of her lover, and the ending tone was like a hook dipped in honey, gently tickling the young man's heart.

The water mirror shattered with a snap.

Douya clenched his fists suddenly, his Adam's apple rolled, and his consciousness quickly dived into the depths, taking over Tianshengya's clone on Penglai Island.

The sea breeze blew in with a strong smell of blood, causing Douya to unconsciously frown and take a greedy deep breath.

After the repeated devastation by the Four Fighting Gods and the Dragon Bone Demon, the entire Penglai Island has become a Shura field. Viscous blood plasma meanders among the reefs and forests, dyeing the entire island dark red.

The air was filled with a lingering fishy sweetness, and this breath of death actually made the restless demon king feel a kind of peace of mind.

Dou Ya half-closed his eyelids, letting the sea breeze blow his scattered silver hair, as if he was enjoying the afterglow of this bloody feast.

After all, he had almost shot Seshomaru into the wall.

"Douya, what are you doing?"

The witch's cry penetrated the bloody fog like a clear spring, bringing Douya back to his senses.

Douya, who had already sorted out his memories, replied with a smile.

"It's okay, let's continue walking inside. There's still life over there."

Cui Zi stared at Douya with some suspicion. The change in his aura just now could not be hidden from her perception which was comparable to that of a big monster.

Only when he noticed that Douya looked normal did he look away.

At this time, they passed the outer Yingzhou and were heading towards the inner abbot's room.

Above the sky, the huge body of the Dragon Bone Demon was squatting like a mountain range, its white joints faintly visible in the dark clouds.

The blood-red eye sockets overlooked the entire island, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

And beside the giant corpse dragon, a hazy figure stood in the mist—

The figure seemed real and illusory, as if it had merged with the mist, yet it vaguely revealed a familiar presence.

Cui Zi narrowed her eyes, spiritual power flowing in her eyes, but she still couldn't see through the fog.

"Douya, let's be careful."

As soon as Cui Zi finished speaking, the furry Mica poked its head out from the hair on the back of Douya's neck, scanned the surroundings vigilantly with its cat eyes, and meowed softly.