dark color

The sudden rise of evil interrupted the people who were immersed in happiness, and the man with black hair and black eyes came slowly in layers of mist.

"who!"

The impetuous Inuyasha had already attacked with one claw, Naraku lightly dodged it sideways, but met the demon-destroying arrow head-on.

The sharp arrow, carrying pure and powerful witch power, pointed straight at Naluo's face, and wherever the arrow hit, the evil energy was completely lost.

Looking at the beautiful light constantly falling, Nai Luo sighed in her heart, but stared at it motionlessly, until the arrow was approaching, and then held it gently.The long arrow, which was so powerful before, was in Naraku's hands, but he couldn't move an inch.

A pure witch, with pure spiritual power... Naraku's lips were smiling, but there was an indescribably enchanting and evil spirit in his brows and eyes.He looked at the arrow in his hand with admiration, even with regret.This beautiful arrow, the arrow of the Holy Spirit, is slowly melting in his hands.

He patted his palms lightly, shaking off the purple shimmer of stars, staring at his empty palms with an unclear expression, but those weak spiritual powers insisted on surrounding him, refusing to leave for a long time, hovering and entangled until the final dissipation.

Such a filthy self, of course, cannot hold all the pure existence in this world.

He sighed somewhat wistfully, but turned his head indifferently, and met the hostile eyes of those two people.After all, even he himself didn't know whether this sigh was pitying the disappearance of the Holy Spirit or lamenting his own indifference. Perhaps, he was just regretting that he could not extend this ruined beauty for a longer period of time. That's all.

Inuyasha stared at him viciously, with undisguised hostility in his eyes, like a naive little beast, even the maliciousness was pure and direct, so straightforward that people were envious.

But Kikyo is much deeper than him, at least when dealing with enemies, she always has a downcast face, but underneath her plain expression is a hidden killing intent.She drew the bowstring, and pointed the sharp arrow at the man full of evil spirits.

One is sharp and exposed, while the other is deep and restrained.One movement and one stillness, one picture and one relaxation, this is not the first time these two people have cooperated like this, and even he has to praise their cooperation.

However, the ghost spider heart in his body was roaring unwillingly, and the flames of jealousy gradually filled his heart, and he could even feel the strong killing intent in his heart, killing that man! ——Kill anyone who dares to get close to Kikyo!

But Naraku smiled casually, he snorted with some disdain, and then Kikyo felt that the man who was full of evil just now gradually became calm and gentle, no, although this man calmed down, there was something deeper and more crazy Hidden under that layer of calm, he has become even more dangerous than before!

Perhaps it was very difficult for the original Naraku to suppress his ghost spider heart, but for him, who has absorbed more evil spirits, it is easy to suppress that human being.Because he is neither a monster born because of him, but also used to be a god of death.For the god of death, there are too many methods available to suppress a human soul.

And the main purpose of his coming here today is...

The black-haired man smiled lightly, but he looked a little enchanting because of the slender eyes and evil face.He walked towards the silver-haired half-demon. All these twists and turns were just to verify an idea in his heart.

The sound of piercing the sky sounded, and three long arrows pierced deeply into the ground in front of him. "Stop!"

The cold and crisp female voice said, he looked back after hearing the words, and finally showed a bit of anger on the beautiful witch's face.

So, compared to her own safety, does the threat to her loved one make her more angry?

Naraku raised the corner of her mouth playfully, but she should know that with the strength of the two of them at this time, they couldn't stop what he wanted to do.That melting arrow is the best proof.

Before meeting Sesshomaru, a large part of his spiritual power and demon power had been fused, which made his strength much better than that of Naraku in the original book.Only in this way will he take the initiative to challenge that powerful nobleman, and the final conclusion is that in this world, there are probably very few people who can stop him.The fusion of power has never been as simple as one plus one equals two, which also made him more confused about the purpose of the so-called god.

However, he still has endless time to find the answer to this question. The first priority right now is to find his loyal and powerful partner—the time who has accompanied him for decades or hundreds of years, no matter how despicable or dirty he is. He will never abandon his fetters at any point, that is the only warmth he can hold on to in this cold world, as long as there is a slight chance, he will never give up.

Without giving them a chance to resist, Nai Luo held them in place with a six-foot light prison.

Then he walked up to the silver-haired boy, ignored his threatening canine teeth, and lifted him up effortlessly and even eagerly.

Left eye, or right eye?After such a long time, these details should have been forgotten long ago, but his memory cursed by the gods does not allow him to forget the slightest, whether it is the plot of Inuyasha, or the ordinary but kind self.

People can be ashamed of who they are now, but because they have long forgotten that perhaps beautiful past.People are weak because of memory, innocent because of forgetting, and then changed because of reality-in a sense, this is also a great happiness.

So, maybe, the jealousy and madness buried under his calm skin are even worse than the original Naluo.

At least, he hated crazily, this twisted and filthy self, could not be freed.

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The space in front of him was indeed distorted for a moment.

The hole gradually grew bigger, and finally, the door leading to the place where monsters were buried slowly opened in front of his eyes.

So the voice that kept calling him finally became clear, so that he could understand that this was not a dream born of his loneliness.

The corners of Naluo's cold mouth finally warmed up a bit. He spoke softly, his tone as gentle as if he was afraid that he would disturb her, "I've kept you waiting for so long, it's a mirror image."