"Brother, the prison gate is in Ah Hung's basket."

It contained not only firewood, rice, oil and salt, but also the jade of the Four Souls. It would be a small thing if they couldn't eat, but a big thing if they were robbed at the prison gate. If it was more serious, Ah Hung might not be alive.

After all, it was a horse that had been with me for half a year. It had no merit but hard work. When I thought about its life, Yuanyi finally cared about it.

But there are some things that cannot be said openly.

Enichi has followed Sesshomaru for more than half a year, and although he has not learned how to use the "Noble Phantasm against People", he has obviously learned the "Noble Phantasm against Dogs". It doesn't matter if you can't understand the world of people, as long as you can understand the words of dogs.

Even if his brother sometimes does things willfully, he cannot point it out. Instead, he has to "avoid the serious and take the easy" to avoid accidentally stepping on the big monster's death line.

It's New Year's Eve, I really don't want to get beaten.

Yuanyi said helplessly: "Brother, let's get Ah Hum back. I'm a little hungry."

The weather is cold and the ground is freezing, and the grass and trees are withering. At this time of year, vegetables and condiments cannot be found in the wild, so we can only use the stockpiles in Prison Gate.

Although it is not impossible to eat barbecued meat alone, Yuanyi does not want to waste the good beef.

However, the big monster still ignored him and only swept the snow with its hanging velvet tail. Ah Hung was a mount raised by a white dog. After being driven away by him, he naturally returned to the Western Kingdom.

Get it back?

Is the mere appetite of a half-demon worth finding something to drive away? Besides, he doesn't want to return to the Western Kingdom within ten years.

Sesshomaru glanced at the cub under the tree and said calmly: "Even if you are a half-demon, your teeth should be able to bite raw meat."

Yuanyi:……

The elder brother began to test his bottom line.

If he really holds the jar and chews raw meat, then 80% of the time he will not be able to eat cooked food. Once this gap is opened, one day his brother may have a whim and want to see if he can eat monsters alive...

The picture was too cruel and he didn't want to think about it.

Yuanyi had no choice but to grab the hanging velvet tail and shake it gently: "Brother, my footbag, feather fabric and long scarf are all in the prison gate." To tell the truth, "I'm so cold now."

He trudged up from the bottom of the slope, and his little shoes were full of snow water. The snow was heavy on the top of the cliff, and now that he had stood under the tree for a long time, a layer of snowflakes had fallen on Yuanyi's body.

When he hugged the big demon's velvet tail tightly, the coldness of his clothes slowly spread, and the velvet tail subconsciously rolled up him, wrapping the child in its warm center.

"A half-demon is a half-demon."

Sesshomaru landed lightly, holding his hands: "Where is your fire rat fur?"

"I forgot in the city." The puppy's ears drooped slightly.

"..."

He hadn't noticed it before, but when he took a closer look, Sesshomaru found that the cub was wearing a serious hunting suit. It had a long silk base and a magatama hanging around its neck. It was the style of a human nobleman, and the sleeves were embroidered with the family crest of a wealthy family.

It has mainly three leaves, surrounded by vines on both sides, and is round in shape.

Even though Sesshomaru was no longer interested in human affairs, he also recognized the family from which the human blood of the half-demon came.

No way, this family of humans has existed for too long. From Nara to Kamakura, they have not died out after many twists and turns, and they can come back after dormant for several generations. No matter how the outside world changes, this family firmly holds the position of nobility, and is so stubborn that even monsters are afraid of it.

Even the white dog heard something about it.

The Fujiwara family, the Sheguan family...

A large family that has absorbed a large number of Genji and Taira bloodlines, and is the hidden leader of the nobility.

Unexpectedly, even Sesshomaru had heard of him.

But no matter what, humans are just humans. In the eyes of the big demon, they are always weak and humble creatures, not even qualified to be food.

His younger brother has half human blood flowing in his body, and he also wears a hunting coat with family patterns...

"Snapped!"

Yuanyi:……

"If you forget your monster belongings in a human city again, I will kill you."

"...Yes." After a pause, he whispered tentatively, "Brother, can we go find Ah Hung?"

"Snapped!"

Yuanyi:……

Maybe he should come back after his first birthday.

…

Western Kingdom, White Dog Territory, Yunshang City.

The empty-nest beauty, Fairy Lingyue, was lying on the throne, throwing the prison door around every now and then. There were a lot of cursed objects in a panic, but she held her head with one hand and looked at the trivial things on the ground with a deep expression.

She had no intention of spying on her son's life, so it was an accident that she ended up like this.

The horse she had taken away was driven back with a basket on its back. Out of curiosity, she asked the little monster to take it down and saw the cursed object in the basket.

Finally getting bored, she picked it up and tossed it around casually.

Unexpectedly, this cursed object had some disease. After it was dropped, it began to spit out pots and pans, clothes and shoes, sauces, food, fruits and vegetables. It immediately surrounded the throne and shocked the little demons around it.

It really surprised her.

Then, amid the vegetable garden-like smell, Ling Yue fell silent.

She raised her hand gently, and the little demon understood her eyes, stepped forward, picked up a child's kimono, and handed it to her.

It is the silk fabric of the Demonic Silkworm Woman, an embroidery from the Mantis Workshop, and the tattoo is the owner's favorite dragonfly. You can tell at a glance that it is worth a lot. With nearly a hundred demonic beads, apart from Sesshomaru, this dress can be obtained.

Ling Yue didn't think so.

If you give children clothes, does this mean you are acknowledging that you are an elder?

Maybe more than that.

Ling Yue looked at the footbags, feather fabrics and long scarves made of dog hair, and seemed to see herself through these when she was raising a baby two hundred years ago. Although it was worry-free to carry Sesshomaru,... her beautiful hair was also a handful.

Drop the ground.

Out of the instinct to protect the calf, whenever Douya wanted to get close to their mother and son, she would be beaten away with all her strength. At that time, Sesshomaru had grown a few years, and Douya had been bald for a few years.

"The smell of Sesshomaru."

Ling Yue held Yu Zhi in her hands and was silent for a moment.

The little monsters walked on their knees and crawled on the ground. They thought the king was angry, but unexpectedly she suddenly said sadly: "Sesshomaru, you are only two hundred years old and you have fallen like this. What should you do if it takes longer?"

"Unworthy, a guy without self-awareness." Ling Yue sighed, "I can't speak, and I have a bad temper. It's already hard to please girls. Now I don't have beautiful fur, and if I have one, I will be mistaken for him.

Your son’s half-demon..."

"Ugh!" Ling Yue covered her heart and lay weakly on the throne, "That's why I say as a mother, I can't take care of my children too early."

Little monster:......

Wang, you never said that at all!

However, that half-demon seemed to be surprisingly lovable.

Looking at the living tools in this place, it is impossible for her son Sesshomaru to cook with a large spoon, right? And there are two sets of dishes and chopsticks. It seems that the half-demon can not only take care of himself, but also take care of Sesshomaru.

Although his bloodline is not qualified, he has done what a retainer can do.

If it is used smoothly, it will be fine if Sesshomaru wants to take it back to the Western Kingdom.

Ling Yue thought so.

She is a true king, first a king, and then Ling Yue. She cannot be said to be indifferent to Dou Ya and the human half-demon descendant, but she will never hold a grudge.

After all, when she and Dou Ya reached the end, the king and the general had different views. To be precise, the Western Kingdom could accommodate the king and the general, but it could never accommodate two kings.

King Lingyue, King Douya...

A hundred years ago, Dou Ya said to her: "Ling Yue, is it really right to decide the life of a dog demon based on blood? That child, because his biological father is not a dog demon, will he be inferior to others when he is born?"

"Lingyue, we can change."

At that time, she knew that they would eventually come to an end.

What to change?

"He has to use his strength to defeat Bai Quan's children!" She still remembers her stern reply at the time, "If he can't use his strength but wants to enjoy Bai Quan's power, why should he be the same? Dou Ya, we are monsters, and I can only

Recognize your strength. If one day a child who is not a pure-blood white dog defeats a descendant of our clan, it will not be too late to make changes."

"Dou Ya, tell the truth."

It was the first day of the lunar month, and there were no lights in the palace. In the darkness, Dou Ya was silent for the first time for a long time, and then he said: "Ling Yue, the suppression of blood will lead to greater disasters."

"But blood is so powerful that it can solve any problem." She replied.

Since then, they have drifted apart.

It wasn't until a hundred years later that the child Douya cared about grew up. He never expected that he would indeed become the bane of the White Dog clan.

Flying demon moths, the Four Gods of Fighting, Death Ghosts, Dragon Bone Spirits... The external threats consumed Dou Ya to death in wheel battles, while the internal turmoil and the disaster of the ocelot hindered her hands and feet, and also caused severe internal strife in the White Dog clan.

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To be continued...