The God of Dogs [comprehensive]

Helang, who was recorded in history as changing the fate of mankind, didn't know that even if he got out, he still messed up the trajectory of the stars in another world.

He was kicked out in despair, depressed, and most importantly... he didn't know where to go!

The world of Heian-kyo?The injury on his body is still not healed, and he is looking for death when he goes back. The meridian is still entwined with the divine power of the goddess of good life. In theory, that goddess can even use Helang as a medium to come to the world!

The interesting Gundam World kicked him out again, and He Lang could only go to the Demon Realm unwillingly.

Although the Demon Realm is separated from the world of Heianjing by a weak space crack, it is a little dangerous, but he... has nowhere to go!

Thinking of this, He Lang feels sad, he has been wandering for so long and there are no two homes he can go back to, so sad and wronged!

The sad and aggrieved Helang didn't pay attention when he opened the space, or in other words, when he opened the subspace, there were still traces of being solidified by another world on his body, and he himself was absent-minded. There is a space scroll left by him, so... When he directly pulled out from the space crack, he was stunned when he saw the tough and strong barrier.

...Where is this?

He Lang immediately came back to his senses, regained his sanity, and finally remembered this place.

Oh oh oh, isn't this the world where he accidentally crossed time and came to the world hundreds of years later when he met Tibetan horse who was hunted down and sent Tibetan horse out?

He Lang thought about it for a second, this place is much safer than the Devil Realm!It's better to cultivate in this world for two years before going back~

Helang who made such a decision needs to find a way to enter this world first.

There is a tough barrier on the outer layer of this world, and monsters as powerful as Helang cannot enter. However, Helang itself has the ability to master the subspace, so he only needs to change the space he is in to enter up.

After He Lang passed through the barrier, he first looked for the position of the Tibetan horse, and then touched it immediately.

But what surprised him was that Zangma actually lived in the city center. It was a small two-story building with a small yard of three or four square meters. There were still clothes hanging on the yard. A red-haired boy was helping a woman pass the clothes, Looking at the faces, it seems to be a mother and child, and the atmosphere is very warm.

He Lang was dumbfounded, why did that human boy exude the soul breath of a Tibetan horse?

Wait, a big fox turned into a human?

But even if he became a human, why did his temper change?The breath around her is so gentle, the eyes are big and round, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, and the corners of the lips are hooked, she is just like a jade beauty!

He Lang gasped, this transformation was as unbelievable to him as Senshouban turned into Uchiha Izumi!

... Hey, wait a minute, Fei Jian actually looks pretty good, if his silver hair is long and hangs down, Fei Jian's eyes will still be red phoenix eyes, and the red pupils will look sideways...

Hiss, I seem to have found out how Tomama soaked in Quanna.

He Lang was thinking wildly here, while Zang Ma, who was helping his mother put up clothes, had the illusion of being watched.

He first persuaded his mother to go back to the room with good words, claiming that he would get rid of all the clothes, and then took out a bright red rose.

"Let me see who the hell is..."

"Wow!" He Lang cried and hugged Tibetan Ma: "I was kicked out by my good friend!"

Kurama's hairs stood on end the moment he saw the face of the person rushing towards him.

Terrible!Helang is a big monster, he can't beat him now!

Before Zangma could react, he was embraced by He Lang, and then he heard He Lang's cry, and Zang Ma was furious, completely forgetting that he was not He Lang's opponent at all. Directly angrily said: "It deserves it!"

He slapped He Lang's face away and gritted his teeth: "Get out of here too!"

Click, the door opened, and Kurama's mother heard a voice: "...Xiuichi? What happened?"

He Lang raised his head and smiled slightly: "...Oh? Xiuyi?"

Zangma suddenly remembered how hard it was in those years when his name was controlled by this bastard in front of him, and his expression was extremely ugly.

When Zangma's mother looked over, He Lang got off Zangma's body in seconds, and changed his clothes in the blink of an eye—after all, he was still wearing Shenyi's driving suit before—he changed into a black straight suit and a blue jacket, Unknowingly, there was an extra fan in his hand, and he swiped to unfold the fan, and He Lang picked up the aristocratic style he learned in Heianjing.

"Hello, I'm Xiuyi's friend. I haven't seen Xiuyi for a long time. I'm here to visit."

He bowed slightly.

"I've seen my aunt, and it's impolite to visit rashly. It's just that Xiuyi and I have a deep relationship, and we haven't seen each other for a long time, which caused a moment of recklessness and disturbed my aunt. Please allow me to solemnly apologize."

He Lang's movements were rigid, and his speech also had a strange emphasis. He sounded like a prince in a Dahe drama, which surprised Zang Ma's mother, and he was restrained and nervous.

After all, the aristocratic culture of the island country has never been hit. Many big families have been handed down from the Muromachi period. Maybe the young man in front of him who claims to be Shuichi's friend is the son of the prince!

She said repeatedly: "No, no, please don't do this, please come in."

Then she said to Zangma: "Hurry up and invite your friends in, what does it look like to stand at the door and talk?"

Kurama's expression suddenly looked as if he had eaten a toad.

He Lang entered the room openly and aboveboard, and accepted the invitation of Kurama's mother, Mrs. Shibaori, to have dinner with him.

During the meal, Helang used his MAX ability to fool around, and had a good chat with Zangma's mother, Mrs. Zhibaoli.

Zang Ma was very depressed, his mother explained almost everything to He Lang, the bastard on the other side looked at him more and more teasingly, Zang Ma had the illusion of being transformed into a salted fish on the beach and had to accept the baptism of the waves .

"Oh? Xiu was so cute when he was young~" He Lang glanced at Zangma with a smile, while guiding Mrs. Zhi Baoli without any trace: "When I knew Xiu Yi, Xiu Yi's temper was not so good."

"Really? Oh, you're right. When Xiuyi was very young, he was different from now." Mrs. Zhibaoli said: "When Xiuyi was young, he was very introverted, and he hardly spoke all day. What kind of obstacle, I was worried for a while, and then he finally spoke up, but he didn't fit in well, I was always worried that he would have no friends in the future..."

Speaking of this, Mrs. Zhi Baoli smiled proudly: "But when Xiuyi grows up, his temper becomes kinder, so I feel relieved."

Make peace?To make the notorious vixen kinder?Is this red rain?

He Lang said with emotion: "I see, growing up is really an incredible thing."

Mrs. Zhi Baoli nodded again and again: "Yes, I remember that Xiuyi was such a small ball when she was a child, and it became so big in the blink of an eye." She said softly: "I was sick and hospitalized a while ago, and Xiuyi was busy. When I got better, I really thought I was going to die."

The corners of Zangma's eyes twitched, and he said hastily, "Mom!"

Mrs. Zhibaoli looked at her son, and her tone was extremely gentle: "I heard from the doctor that it was a miracle that I survived. At that time, when I thought I was going to die, I was still worried about what to do with Xiuyi. He was only a sophomore in high school. How can a person live at such a small age?"

"In the end, I recovered from my illness!" Mrs. Zhibaoli's eyes glistened with tears: "After recovering from illness, I feel that my greatest happiness is having Xiuyi."

He Lang's eyes flashed, and he looked at Zang Ma meaningfully, but Zang Ma turned his face away and ignored He Lang.

He Lang said: "You are right, since God made a miracle happen, you should live a good life, after all, the days are still long."

Mrs. Zhibaoli nodded repeatedly.

After a meal, He Lang even knew that Zangma never wet the bed when he was a child, he loved eggs but didn’t like egg whites, he usually got excellent grades in school, he was No.1 in the sophomore year of Mengwang Middle School, the only thing Mrs. It's just that my son has never had a girlfriend...

"Hahahahaha!"

After eating, Kurama habitually went to help his mother clean up the dishes, but was pushed back to the room by Mrs. Shibori. Mrs. Shibaoli also said to Zangma: "It's rare that you bring your friends back, go back and have a good chat."

He even gave Zangma a plate of melon and a pot of tea!

Cangma returned to the room step by step and turned his head three times. After a while, he saw Helang hugging his stomach on the tatami mat and laughing hahaha. Cangma... he took a deep breath...

Ahhh, if I can't beat this guy, I really want to beat him up!

Cang Ma Qing put down the teapot, and said angrily, "Have you laughed enough?"

Tears welled up from the corners of He Lang's eyes as he laughed. He rubbed his stomach and cleared his throat.

He Lang lowered his head, and the moment he saw the teapot, he was sitting down almost subconsciously, with his hands flat on his knees, and the fan he used to pretend was inserted obliquely in his skirt, revealing good etiquette in his plainness and self-cultivation.

Immediately, He Lang stretched out his hand to pour tea, and his movements were like flowing water, freehand and elegant.

Zangma narrowed his eyes slightly, he finally noticed something was wrong.

Helang used to sit like this when he was in the Demon Realm, but Zangma didn’t know what it meant at the time. Now Zangma is a sophomore in high school in modern society. His vision and experience are different from before. Tibetan horse has long understood that only human aristocrats and ministers can have this kind of temperament, but Helang can penetrate this kind of upbringing and etiquette into the bone marrow, and moves smoothly and freely. What does this mean?

Combined with the fact that a cub that is only over one year old can fool him into a little demon of more than 40 years, it is impossible...

Cangma couldn't help but said, "You...He Lang, if I offend you, please don't mind, okay?"

But He Lang was taken aback, wow, Zangma would say such a thing?

In the next second, Cangma said, "Are you a monster or a human?"

"Or...you were originally a human, but you were reincarnated as a monster?"