Inuyasha: A Different Kind of Dog General

She suddenly sneered, and the light in her eyes suddenly turned cold.

"The abuser's words are not credible at all!"

Hatred burned in her emerald eyes, and even though her body was still shaking, her gaze was as sharp as a knife.

Douya raised his eyebrows slightly, then revealed a meaningful smile.

"Then let's put it another way."

He leaned in close, almost touching her earlobe.

"Dear Miss Akasha..."

"You don't want those beautiful pictures..."

"I destroyed it with my own hands, didn't I?"

Akasha's body tensed unconsciously, and she glared at Douya with gritted teeth, "You are such a bastard!"

"That's the territory under your rule, are you so ruthless and cold-blooded?!"

"I create, I destroy, I am happy."

Douya looked at her reaction with satisfaction and snapped his fingers lightly.

In an instant, space twisted and changed.

The two of them had teleported from the chaotic devouring space to an altitude of ten thousand meters above the South City Plantation.

"The choice is yours."

Douya's voice was like a gentle breeze blowing past my ears, "Choose to join me and become the founder of a new era..."

"Or become a puppet at my disposal, watching the so-called peace and hope disappear..."

"Turn to ashes before you?"

His voice was so gentle that it was almost cruel, and every word struck her heart hard.

Akasha's fingertips dug deep into her palms, but she found that even her courage to refuse was wavering.

The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the entire sea of ​​clouds red, and gave the scene below a warm golden hue.

Akasha looked at the endless fields below her feet, where people and demons were harvesting, as well as the half-demon children who were laughing and talking happily.

A truly heartwarming scene unfolded in the twilight. Akasha stared at Douya standing in the air, complex emotions flowing in her emerald eyes.

The afterglow of the setting sun cast a golden halo on the man in front of her.

On that handsome face with clear contours, his sword-like eyebrows slanted into his temples, and his dark golden pupils were as dazzling as molten gold.

His long silver-white hair, casually tied up, danced in the wind. His slender neck extended to his broad shoulders, and the outline of his muscular body was faintly visible under his dark robes.

The two fangyao swords hanging at his waist shone coldly in the twilight, complementing the powerful aura he exuded.

No matter from which angle you look at him, he is a handsome, heroic man.

But what he did was hard for Akasha to accept.

"You are such a... shameless bastard..."

Her voice was very soft, like a sigh, or like acceptance of fate.

Dou Ya didn't get angry when he heard this, but laughed instead, with the composure of a winner flashing in his demonic eyes.

He reached out and smoothed her hair that was messed up by the wind, his movements so gentle that it was almost doting.

"If you weren't shameless enough, you should have died before Arkad. How could you have had the chance to witness..."

Dou Ya held her slender waist and took her down to the golden wheat waves.

"The world you've always dreamed of becomes reality in the hands of you and me?"

Akasha subconsciously clutched his collar, but was caught by him just as she was about to fall to the ground.

Dou Ya held her and landed lightly on a haystack. The startled sparrows around flapped their wings and flew into the darkening sky.

In the distance, people who had finished work were walking home in groups of three or four.

The laughter of children and the lingering sound of the evening bells blend in the twilight.

Douya looked down at the True Ancestor in his arms, who had a complicated expression on his face, and finally whispered, "And how can I hold you in my hands?"

Akasha was not some naive person, and the look on her face showed that she did not believe what the fighting dog said at all.

Beneath that unparalleled handsome face lies an evil more dangerous than the devil.

But it is undeniable that these words did relax her tense nerves a little.

She pushed away Douya's solid chest, and Akasha, who had regained her feet, turned and left without saying a word.

Douya didn't stop him, but just stood there with his hands casually behind his back.

The setting sun stretched his shadow very long, and his enchanting eyes watched the lonely, proud and cold figure walking away.

Her long cherry blossom-colored hair fluttered in the evening breeze, and her slender waist swayed gently with her steps. Even her back revealed an indescribable beauty and sexiness.

The kite string has always been in his hand. Douya knows this, and Akasha is also clear that the current separation is an unspoken understanding.

She needed time to digest the shock of today, while he was happy to appreciate this thorny beauty.

After all, no matter how proud a cat is, it will eventually return to its owner, especially when it understands that the seemingly free road home is always in the hands of others.

(Now it’s time to get down to business.)

Douya collected his thoughts, his fingertips gently stroking the magatama hanging from his waist. Cuizi's cold voice seemed to still echo in his ears along with Akasha's soft singing.

The first batch of young female survivors will arrive at the City of Mountain Teeth soon. These girls who have experienced the blood clan rebellion are the best choice to fill the population gap of the dog clan.

It can not only strengthen the ethnic group, but also become a link between the human and demon tribes.

Douya accepts all comers, whether they are half-demons or pure demons. He has already figured out most of the methods of refining blood, and it is only a matter of time before he can fully launch it.

Dou Ya suddenly turned around and looked to the side, and saw a slender figure riding on the flowing clouds at the end of the golden wheat waves.

The white cloud passed low over the wheat stubble, and flew over with the evening breeze, following the girl's clear and joyful voice.

"Lord Douya!"

Chapter 171 Jade Foot

The clouds dispersed under the girl's feet, turning into tiny points of light and dissipating.

Mei landed lightly on the ground, her bare feet sinking into the soft wheat stubble.

The mud stained her snow-white toes, which made her skin look even more translucent, with a rosy blush like a peach blossom in March.

She unconsciously curled up her round toes, and the slight scratching of the wheat stubble made her small arch of the foot bend into a shy arc, like a new crescent moon in early spring.

This made Dou Ya, who had not had sex for a long time, look at the pair of tender jade feet, and the figures of two other beauties suddenly emerged in his memory.

Lingyue's toes were always elegant and noble, revealing an inviolable coldness and beauty; while Akasha's ankles were so slender that they were almost transparent, as if they were made of glass condensed from moonlight, shattered at the slightest touch.

In comparison, Mei's feet are even more petite and delicate. Although she has lived for hundreds of years, she still looks like a girl next door who is growing up. Her unique youthfulness and freshness make people want to hold her feet in their palms and admire her carefully.

"Lord Douya!"

The crisp call interrupted Douya's reverie.

Mei folded her hands in front of her slightly heaving chest, her eyes shining as if filled with stars.

If she really had a dog demon's tail, it would surely be shaking into a joyful vortex at this moment.

She tilted her little face up, her cheeks still slightly red from the rapid race, a few strands of messy hair stuck to her forehead, which was covered with sweat, making her smile even more vivid and bright.

The three magatama on the Penglai jade branch behind her head gently collided with her movements, making a clear sound, ding-ding-dong-dong, just like her excited heartbeat.

Douya's gaze fell on the jade branches swaying in her hair, and a hint of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

——It seems that the compatibility between Penglai Jade Branch and her is higher than expected, and the girl's numerical demonic power has exceeded that of the celestial beings.

It’s just that the actual combat capability is a bit worrying.

However, there are so many powerful people in the Demon Court that if it really were a logistics staff member's turn to take action, he would probably have died on the battlefield.

"Your Highness Kaguya, you are truly amazing!"

Mei, eager to share her joy, opened her cherry-like lips slightly, her voice filled with unconcealable admiration and joy.

Douya's lips curled slightly, and his bony hands rubbed her hair. "To be praised so highly by Mei, it seems that the Moon Princess is indeed quite capable."

As he spoke, he took the girl's hand and sat side by side with the blushing Mei on the edge of the field.

The last ray of sunset sank into the wheat waves, and the moonlight covered the fields with silver gauze.

In this world belonging to the three of them, the clear spring-like voice of Mei began to flow again.

"Under the guidance of Her Majesty Kaguya, I have learned many powerful spells!"

She counted them one by one with her green fingers, as if they were treasures.

"There's a technique called 'Cloud Driving' that allows you to control clouds. A white cloud can be used as a truck, making it incredibly convenient to transport grain, greatly improving everyone's work efficiency."

"There's also the 'planting technique' that can speed up plant growth. Yesterday I tried casting a spell on a flower seedling, and it bloomed this morning!"

As she spoke, Mei suddenly remembered something, and carefully took out a small white flower from her sleeve, and held it in front of Dou Ya like a treasure.

The flower was only the size of a thumb, but it was as crystal clear as jade, and the pistil faintly flowed with the same magical power as that of plum blossoms.

"this..."

The tips of Mei's ears were suddenly dyed with the color of the sunset, and her voice gradually became lower as if she was afraid of disturbing the moonlight among the flowers.

She lowered her little head, and the jade branches of Penglai in her black hair swayed slightly, casting tiny shadows on her jade-white neck.

Dou Ya pricked up his ears and heard the whisper being gently spoken by Mei.

"I want to...I want to give it to you."

Douya's gaze lingered on the girl's blushing ear for a moment, then passed over her shoulder without leaving a trace.

In the shadow on the other side of the ridge, layers of wheat waves swayed in the wind.

Kaguya Houraisan, who had recovered to the size of a three or four-year-old, was peeking out from under the cover of wheat straw. Her amber eyes were surprisingly bright under her princess-like bangs.

Like a cat that has discovered a new toy, but is trying hard to appear dignified.