Inuyasha: A Different Kind of Dog General

Chapter 134 The night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber

above the sky.

The wonder of the sun and the moon shining together hangs high in the sky like a miracle, and their brilliant light lasts for a long time.

With the towering Yamaya City as the origin, millions of lives in most of the Western Kingdom, and even in the neighboring Kyushu and Shikoku, trembled in fear under this magnificent divine power.

Be it monsters, wild beasts or ordinary people, they all kneeled down and bowed their heads involuntarily.

The instinctive fear engraved in the souls of all living beings turned into the most primitive belief and worship, like thousands of silk threads, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, continuously flowing into the strange vision of the sun and moon hanging in the sky.

"Is this... the birth of a new deity?"

Cui Zi, who was flying towards Kyushu, couldn't help but look back.

The radiance of innate spirituality and divinity intertwined dances in the clear eyes.

The two figures in the sky were reflected in his eyes. Although they were great demons, they did not have the brutality and cruelty of ordinary demons. Instead, they exuded a kind of detached charm.

Cui Zi stopped in mid-air, stepping on the soft clouds, and stretched out her hand with two fingers to twist the Q-version fighting tooth at her waist in front of her.

"Dou Ya, what are you doing? Don't do anything stupid."

"Hey, do you think I am so bad?"

The cute Douya spread his hands and sighed, "It was just an accident, and..."

Suddenly, she got stuck in the middle of her sentence. The little doll showed a rare look of hesitation. Cuizi subconsciously asked, "And what?"

"Of course it's to build a home for you!" said the Q version of Douya with a wicked grin.

"When I become a god, you will be my maiden, serving me tea and water, rubbing my shoulders and back, and bearing me children..."

"Stop talking nonsense, that's not the job of a witch!"

Cui Zi's cheeks instantly turned red, and with a flash of inspiration from her fingertips, she cast a silencing spell on the Q version of Dou Ya.

She angrily put the outspoken guy back on her waist.

"Meow~"

Mica poked her head out of her collar at the right moment, and barked at the speechless Q-version Douya with a gloating look, her furry tail swaying proudly.

As soon as this stinky cat returned to Cui Zi, it started to take advantage of her power.

Sooner or later, you and your master will be turned over in the belly!

While the Q version of Douya was being abused by the female fighter, the real Douya started to feel proud.

After Ling Yue's breakthrough, the wedding also reached the moment that the groom welcomed.

The guests who gathered from all directions were formally received by the Inu King and Lady Masako.

"Fighting Teeth~"

In the bridal chamber, the red candles flickered gently, casting Ling Yue's figure on the gauze curtain, outlining a hazy curve.

She sat upright on the edge of the bed, her usual dignity gone.

The long silver hair fell to her waist, and the ends of her hair trembled slightly with the bride's nervous breathing.

The flickering candlelight in the room illuminated the girl's flawless face, which made Dou Ya stare at her in a trance.

The gaze was so intense that Ling Yue felt her whole body soften. Her fingertips unconsciously twisted the tassels on her wedding dress, and even the tips of her ears were stained with a light pink.

Douya chuckled, knelt on one knee in front of her, picked up her slightly cool hand, and kissed her fingertips.

"Why, my proud princess would also be shy?"

His golden demon eyes were filled with smiles, and his fingertips gently stroked her cheek. "You were so majestic in front of thousands of demons during the day, but now you don't dare to look at me?"

Ling Yue's ears felt hot, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, but she stubbornly refused to look up. "Who, who is shy? I just..."

Before she could finish her words, Douya suddenly leaned in closer and pecked her lightly on the lips.

"Just what?"

He asked maliciously, his breath hot against her ear.

Ling Yue opened her eyes wide in surprise at his sudden intimacy.

The candlelight reflected in the golden pupils, as if they were filled with tiny stars.

She subconsciously shrank back, but Douya grabbed her waist.

Ling Yue exclaimed and subconsciously put her arms around his neck.

The golden phoenix on the wedding dress moved with the movements, sparkling in the candlelight.

"What are you doing?" The bride's voice was as soft as a mosquito's.

"Of course..." He lowered his head and whispered in her ear, his warm breath causing her to shudder, "Enjoy my bride."

Ling Yue punched him in shame and anger, "Don't go too far..."

"Excessive? There will be something even more excessive soon."

As he said this, Douya carefully placed her on the quilt covered with flower petals.

The slender fingers stroked her eyebrows, slowly slid down her cheek, and finally stopped at the delicate groove of Ling Yue's collarbone.

"gorgeous."

Douya admired sincerely, his fingertips gently caressing her delicate skin, "You are a thousand times more beautiful than I imagined."

Ling Yue was so embarrassed by his straightforward praise that she had nowhere to hide and simply closed her eyes.

But the next second, a soft touch came on his lips - the kiss was like a dragonfly skimming the water at first, and gradually turned into a lingering spring rain.

"Look at me, Lingyue."

Douya coaxed in a low voice, "I want to look you in the eyes."

When she timidly opened her eyes, she saw a pair of golden pupils filled with love.

Her figure was reflected in it, as if she was his whole world.

"I..." Ling Yue was about to speak, but he silenced her with a kiss.

This time the kiss was deep, with a sense of conquering the city, yet so gentle that it made people tremble.

Douya's palm moved along her waistline, and wherever his fingertips passed, the laces of her wedding dress loosened quietly.

Ling Yue nervously grasped his collar, but Dou Ya interlocked their fingers and pressed her against the pillow.

"Don't be afraid." He kissed her earlobe lightly, his voice unusually hoarse.

"Tonight, I will let you know how much you have married a husband who loves you."

When Dou Ya's fingertips gently untied the last golden tie, Ling Yue subconsciously clenched the quilt beneath her.

The luxurious wedding dress slid down from her snow-white shoulders like pouring moonlight.

Layers of silk spread out on the bed like red ripples.

Ling Yue shyly turned her head away, her silver hair covering half of her face like water, "No, don't, look..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly took a shuddering breath—

The warm touch ran up her spine, making her toes curl up unconsciously.

The wedding dress completely slid down to the waist, piling up like a cluster of blooming flowers on the quilt.

Outside the window, the moonlight shyly hid in the clouds, leaving only the flickering candlelight in the room, witnessing the tenderness of the newlyweds.

As the moon sets and the sun rises, the guests attending the wedding banquet disperse one by one. The Dog King stands with his hands behind his back, smiling as he watches the last group of people from Youshi leave.

"Akagamaru, come to the underworld more often if you have nothing to do. Leave some private space for the young couple. I'm still looking forward to holding my first grandson."

Mrs. Masako pretended to be relaxed, waved goodbye to the Inu-Oh with reluctance in his eyes, and followed Yuyuko and other big monsters back to the underworld.

When the last piece of clothing disappeared into the void, only falling cherry blossoms remained on the altar.

The Dog King reached out to catch a petal, watching it shatter into crimson dust in his palm.

The morning breeze blew across the empty altar, blowing away the unfinished words into a long sigh.

However, this melancholy came quickly and went away even faster.

Being able to have Youyouzi make an exception and bring ghosts from the underworld to the world of the living is a blessing that I never dared to hope for in the past.

Now that he has crossed this threshold, the person dear to his heart may not be unable to stay in the world forever!

(I'm also benefiting from that brat Douya's influence. Having a son-in-law like him... isn't bad at all.)

Thoughts flashed like lightning, and the Dog King stepped into the air with his black boots, and his figure appeared in the government hall of the castle tower.

The candlelight in the hall was bright, making the golden lacquer screen shine brightly.

The Great Tengu's pitch-black wings trembled slightly in the light and shadow; the Pluto Beast's heavy black armor glowed with a cold blue light.

There are many monsters below the steps——

There are high-level snake demons with coiled tails, looking radiant and charming;

There are high-level sirens in the form of mermen, their scales still stained with the moisture of the sea;

There are also countless high-level monsters whose names cannot be remembered, and their demonic energy interweaves into a purple-black mist visible to the naked eye.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting."

The Dog King waved his wide sleeves, and a gust of cold and evil wind blew up when he sat down.

The hall was suddenly silent, with only the faint sound of candle wicks popping.

His golden pupils narrowed slightly, sweeping across the people below him, his gaze like a knife—

It not only cut through the tenderness of the morning, but also split the majesty of the Western overlord.

"The fact that you all stayed until now, instead of leaving decisively like the Tsuchigumo, must indicate that you all wish to join forces with our clan for a greater good."

The Dog King's voice was neither hurried nor slow, yet it suppressed the demonic energy in the entire hall and stagnated it.

"And what my dog ​​tribe can offer you is never the threat of war."

The Dog King's gaze swept across the steps one by one, looking at the calm Great Tengu, passing by the smiling and gesturing Pluto Beast, and sweeping across the group of monsters with various expressions. His sword-like eyebrows raised, and his eyes flashed.