Inuyasha: A Different Kind of Dog General

(The first level is passed...)

She adjusted her flight altitude to keep herself at the front of the team.

Wenwen's pair of pitch-black wings moved up and down in front of her, like an unpredictable black kite.

(But the real test begins now.)

The distant Yamaga Castle was reflected in Kaguya's red eyes.

Finding your own place under this strange sky is probably much more difficult than you imagined.

Not to mention that Wenwen brought them into the city openly. I'm afraid their true origins would have been reported to General Quan by Ruya long ago.

She had no idea what would happen to them next.

(I hope to take root smoothly and complete the orders of Lord Daitengu.)

Kaede thought in his heart.

Chapter 156 I agree ≠ I agree

The demonic cloud floated slowly, carrying Dou Ya and Ling Yue forward leisurely.

Looking down, the vast land looks like a spread of brocade, and the vast ocean shines like jade.

The mountains and rivers rise and fall like the winding back of a dragon, and the rivers flow like dancing silver threads.

The two were not in a hurry to go to Kyushu. They just let the breeze blow on their faces and enjoyed the magnificent scenery of the world together from this high altitude.

Ling Yue lightly tapped the clouds with her slender fingers, and her eyes reflected the changing scenery below.

"Looking down on the world from this perspective makes it seem even more magnificent than being right there in the middle of it."

Dou Ya laughed out loud when he heard this, and the two swords on his waist emitted a faint golden glow in the cloud light.

"It's been a while since I've been out and about with you. I've been busy lately."

Wherever the evil clouds passed by, they left fleeting ink marks on the blue sky.

When Ling Yue heard this, a hint of tenderness appeared in her eyes and she leaned lightly on Dou Ya's shoulder.

His silver hair was like snow, fluttering slightly in the wind and tangled with his ponytail.

"You're the one who's really busy. I don't do much. If you..."

Her voice suddenly stopped, and her fingertips unconsciously rubbed his palm.

Mrs. Masako's intensive teaching and daily observation have helped Ling Yue understand a lot today.

I also understand that it is better to loosen than to block.

This is my man's temperament. Being too tough will only backfire.

If two people become alienated because of one or two women, it will only make you appear petty and make you a laughing stock in the eyes of others.

(Mother is right. Ordinary people can have three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two concubines, but I am the only one left to rule the world. It is really too shabby.)

(It’s just… I’m so unwilling.)

(It’s my dog, but I want to share it with others…)

"what happened?"

Douya noticed something was wrong with his lover, so he held her hand, gently rubbed the back of her hand with his fingertips, and asked in a low voice.

Ling Yue raised her eyes and met his concerned gaze. In the end, she just shook her head slightly, with a faint smile on her lips.

"Nothing, I just feel..."

Ling Yue took a deep breath and said softly, "The family is a bit big now, it would be nice to have one or two more sisters."

The evil cloud suddenly stopped.

Douya turned his head suddenly, his golden eyes widened, as if he wanted to see flowers on his beloved wife's face.

He moved closer, his nose almost touching her face, his tone full of disbelief—

"Are you really Ling Yue? Not some monster pretending to be you?"

Without waiting for Ling Yue to answer, he reached out and pinched her cheek. The familiar smooth touch under his fingertips made him feel a little relieved.

But the next second, Ling Yue's slightly narrowed half-moon eyes, with a dangerous light flashing in them, made Dou Ya feel a chill down his spine.

He let go of her hand awkwardly and chuckled, "It's Ling Yue after all!"

Ling Yue snorted softly and poked his chest with her fingertips neither lightly nor heavily.

"What? I said it was okay, but you're afraid?"

Douya, who was worried that the other party was fishing, immediately became serious, held her hand against his heart, and made a solemn promise.

"You are enough for me, why do I need anyone else?"

"Virtue!"

Ling Yue glared at Dou Ya in annoyance, biting her lower lip lightly with silver teeth, as if she felt unsatisfied.

The slender jade hand grabbed the man's ear, and just as her fingertips were about to twist it hard, she suddenly seemed to remember something and loosened her grip.

(This idiot...he's crying when he's hurt...)

With a change of mind, two slender jade fingers turned into soft palms and gently stroked his cheek.

Seeing Dou Ya begging for mercy, he suddenly pulled it to the side.

The handsome face, as sharp as a knife, was pulled into a funny grimace.

The sunlight shone on his forced pout lips, and the usually majestic overlord now looked like a punching bag.

"puff..."

Ling Yue couldn't help laughing, covering her lips with her sleeves as she laughed out loud.

Douya took the opportunity to hold her wrist, pulled her into his arms, and rubbed her hair affectionately with his nose.

"Are you relieved now?"

"Humph."

Ling Yue turned her head away, her silver hair falling like a waterfall, covering the slightly red tips of her ears.

She tried to break free from Douya's arms, but the man held her waist tightly.

The warm breath brushed across her neck, making her body go soft.

Ling Yue bit her lips lightly, and pressed her fingertips against Douya's chest to push him away a little.

"What I just said... was not a joke." The woman's eyes moved, carefully observing the man's facial expression, "If you really want to have one or two sisters--"

Before he finished speaking, Douya's eyes lit up and his dog ears twitched unconsciously.

Seeing this, Ling Yue raised her hand and touched the corners of her eyes, pretending to be about to cry.

"I suppose so. The general must be tired of my delicate figure."

The fairy girl, whose acting skills were only one step away from an Oscar, had her feathery eyelashes trembling slightly, casting a faint shadow under her eyes.

"If the general wants to marry a wife and take a concubine, how can a weak woman like me stop him?"

This terrible feeling of "I agree ≠ I agree" made Douya angry and amused at once.

His golden eyes narrowed slightly, and his dog ears twitched unconsciously. He was happy that Ling Yue had given in, but he was also annoyed by her hypocritical and arrogant look.

(This woman...)

(Sure enough, it still needs to be cleaned up.)

(If I don’t sleep well tonight, I’m afraid she’ll have me under her thumb for the rest of my life.)

"ah--!"

Before Ling Yue could react, Dou Ya grabbed her and carried her sideways.

The evil cloud suddenly turned and rushed towards the pleasant valley below.

The autumn valley is dyed with colorful trees, and the golden sunlight shines through the colorful branches and leaves, casting tiny spots of light on the two people hugging each other.

Dou Ya held Ling Yue in his arms and landed on the stream bank covered with maple leaves. Every step he took made a rustling sound, and then he set up a barrier in front of his wife's wide-open eyes.

"Put me down!"

Ling Yue grabbed her husband's clothes, her cheeks flushed, and she didn't know if it was because of the autumn sun or because she was shy because of the intimacy in broad daylight.

"Douya, what do you want to do?"

Douya chuckled silently, his dog ears trembling slightly in the pine-scented wind.

He took a few steps, and the stream beside his feet, wrapped in red leaves, gurgled by, reflecting the annoyed look of his beloved wife.

Ling Yue suddenly reached out and grabbed Dou Ya's drooping silver hair. Amidst the other party's groan of pain, she turned over and pressed him down on the piled up leaves.

Amidst the golden and red leaves, the jade hairpin in her hair reflected the light, casting flickering traces of light on Dou Ya's face.

"You want to make a scene, right?"

Ling Yue's fingertips brushed across her husband's rolling Adam's apple, covering Dou Ya's slightly open lips in surprise.

Wild and charming.

………………

Kyushu, survivor camp.

The cold wind of late autumn swept across the camp, carrying dead leaves. The tents that were once scattered now stretched to the horizon like a snowfield.

Tens of thousands of gray tents swayed in the twilight, and from a distance, they looked like a reed marsh wilted by frost.

Sobs rose and fell in the dusk—

A woman sat by the fire, holding a blood-stained swaddling cloth;

The armless warrior stared at the swaying lantern in a trance;

Several skinny and pale children huddled on straw mats, their dirty little hands tightly clutching half a moldy and hardened rice ball, as if it were the most precious treasure in the world.

It was not until that crimson figure appeared that a faint glimmer of hope appeared in the lifeless crowd.