dark color

The black-haired monster watched quietly, its white body immersed in the water, neither intending to move, nor showing any sign of backing down.The rising mist blocked the two of them, making the atmosphere even more weird.

"Where did the monster come from, why don't you get out of the way when you see Master Sesshomaru?"

The evil view stared at him and shouted loudly.

Naraku raised the corners of her slender and evil eyes, although she was smiling, the cold eyes made Xie Jian stunned, and closed her mouth embarrassingly.

It's just a little demon pretending to be a tiger.Naraku looked away, the ridiculous thing is that even such a weak and lowly creature is a purebred monster, and he is just a lowly half-demon.

After experiencing it personally, it is easy to understand Naraku's attachment to the Jade of the Four Souls.Look at the noble dog demon, he was born powerful, beautiful, and inviolable.He looked at him, as if it was just a tiny speck of dust, humbled to the ground, not even qualified to touch the corner of his robe.Disgust and murderous intent even flashed in the golden eyes.

So that's the case, did you think of his half-demon brother?

Naraku evoked a malicious smile, he stood up casually, and waved a suit of clothes to wrap himself.

"Oh, it turns out to be His Royal Highness Sesshomaru. It's an honor to meet you here by chance."

He didn't hide the sarcasm in his tone. Although Sesshomaru is very strong at the moment, he may not be without a fight.

"My name is Naraku, as you can see, I'm just a half-demon."

He laughed, his slightly gloomy face was dangerous and enchanting.

Sesshomaru didn't speak, but the murderous aura suddenly became stronger.

"Kill... Master Sesshomaru."

Xie Jian felt his anger, trembled and backed away, and at the same time looked at Naraku with surprised eyes.This guy with such a strong aura is actually a half-demon?

Seeing Xie Jian's surprised eyes, Naraku smiled even more happily.

This body is composed entirely of youkai, and ordinary youkai cannot perceive the fact that he is a half-demon.Even a monster with a pure bloodline and powerful strength would probably not think of a half-monster, but felt that his aura was different from ordinary monsters, it was very weird.

And this killing pill...

"It's really a strong murderous intent..."

Naluo gently wiped off the remaining water droplets on the black hair, her movements were extremely gentle, with three-point calmness and seven-point elegance.

"Your Highness,"

He spoke with a respectful and polite tone, no longer the previous frivolity, "Why do you care so much about my little half-demon?"

Why, do you care so much?He looked directly into those golden eyes, and found that those gazes were even colder.

The so-called powerful dog demon, his heart is nothing more than a mortal.And whether it is Aizen or Naraku, what they are best at is playing with people's hearts.

Inuyasha, Sesshomaru's half-brother, is just a lowly half-demon, but half of his body has the same blood as him.From the blood of his most revered father.

Therefore, although he hated his weakness, he hoped that he would be strong enough.

However, the powerful king of the Western Kingdom died because of human beings in the end, and the younger brother took away his father.

Even, the powerful demon sword made of his father's teeth, the iron broken teeth, was left to him.

Inuyasha—a weak, humble, half-demon mixed with weak human blood, he is not qualified to own that sword!

The existence of Inuyasha will always be a thorn in Sesshomaru's heart.

"Half demon..."

Sesshomaru looked at him, and spoke in a low voice, but Naraku could hear a bit of icy anger hidden in that seemingly calm voice, the invisible evil spirit wrapped around the dog demon, driving the long silver hair fly together.

Xie Jian was so shocked that he didn't know where to hide, but Naraku smiled in the gloomy air.

Seeing the cold and noble Sesshomaru getting angry made him feel more happy than he imagined.

He is Naraku, the embodiment of human desire and ambition.He loves strife, anger, and all dirty and dark things, so much so that his body itself is so filthy.

It's been blackened.From the incarnation of Aizen, there was no trace of the originally pure and beautiful soul.Instead, just endless twisted madness.Even in the midst of countless crowds, it was like walking alone in an endless dark plain.If it is said that the reason why he in the God of Death world is not crazy is because of those beautiful and innocent people like crystals, then in this world that has stripped him of all his fetters, the reason why he can suppress himself is gone.

Why?Since the body is no longer pure, then it is better to distort the whole world together.

He thought so, but his smile was gentle and clean.

Whether Naraku's filth blackened her, or her soul created Naraku, there is no need to care about it, because it is meaningless.This twisted monster who takes pleasure in playing with people's hearts is indeed him.If it was the ordinary girl in the past, she might struggle with this, but now he is fearless.

Unknowingly, he longs for more blood, more rancor—who doesn't have a crack in his heart?All he had to do was enlarge it and hold it in his hands.

Sesshomaru's fingertips were exposed, and the green evil spirit formed a corrosive long whip.His eyes were haughty and disdainful, and his golden pupils were flickering with inorganic coldness, as if the one in front of him was not a living monster, but had already become a dead body, lowly in the dust.

Naraku didn't care about that look.Sesshomaru does have this capital pride. In this world of the jungle, only the strong are the rule, while the weak do not even have the opportunity to beg for mercy.

So he smiled softly, his laughter was deep and hoarse, bringing with him an instinctive temptation that he himself hadn't noticed, this world is really interesting.Compared with the hypocrisy and deception of the soul world, the straightforward cruelty of this world is obviously more wanton.And this wantonness is deeply attracting him!

Naluo stepped forward, avoiding several long whips that hit her body lightly.Looking at the messy ground behind him, he raised the corners of his lips, and said with a half-smile, "I don't know where I have offended His Highness and made you so angry?"

No one answered him, and the sharp wind rang in his ears.

Reaching out to catch a strand of broken hair next to his ear, "Oh, it's really dangerous. Are you so merciless towards a little half-demon like me?"

He laughed dangerously and dodged lightly, which was tantamount to a provocative move to arouse more anger. "Since that's the case, don't blame me for offending you."

What would the noble young master, who had always been indifferent and reticent, be irritated to the extreme?

"Stupid half-demon."

The green whip in Sesshomaru's hand suddenly lengthened, and its speed was more than twice as fast as before.

In front of this noble son, all the provocations can indeed be called stupid, but this certainly does not include Naraku.