When the strongest human being reincarnated into a dog

Hei Si Mou returned to the holy mountain and put aside all his worries.

He drew his sword in the snowstorm, but the locked opponent was Sesshomaru.The light sound of the blade brushing against the scabbard was magnified in the open snowy field.Breathing like white mist from his mouth and nose, he stood with his sword horizontally, in a posture of inviting a fight.

This posture made it clear that he didn't want to engage in unnecessary verbal disputes. Since he was a samurai with a sword, he should use the sword to decide the winner.

Sesshomaru stepped up and walked towards Heishimu, drawing his knife as he walked forward.His posture seems to be relaxed, but in fact there is no flaw.

Standing still, the strong wind blew through the hair of both sides, and the snowflakes filled the sky.By the light of the full moon, the snow reflected white light.The bodies of the two sank an inch at the same time. In an instant, the long light of the blade flashed, and the speed on both sides was so fast that the snow seemed to be still in midair.

The blood-red ghost eyes are opposite to the golden vertical pupils, the coldness in them is like frost and snow, and there is an undying determination.

"Keng!"

The collision of the two knives created a large number of sparks.The moment the two of them passed by each other, they both reacted extremely quickly and tapped their toes on the ground. The second they opened the distance, they swung their sabers again.

Both are non-human beings who have lived for more than 400 years, and they are also users of Yuehu. The swordsmanship competition between the two is gorgeous and exquisite.

The breath of the moon has a softness that cannot be matched by the breath of the sun, and it is this softness that perfectly reflects the beauty of the mysterious.

The battle between the two figures, one white and one purple, without the use of breathing techniques, is very similar to the dance of chasing two moons.

The sharpness of the knife, the masculinity of the man, the magnificence of the sword moves and the melancholy of the wind and snow make every soft sound of snowflakes split in half by the blade be scattered with the beating drums of the human heart.

Looking at it, Wuichiro, who was wearing a fleece tail, couldn't help being fascinated. He held his breath and let the heavy snow cover his body, but he didn't dare to miss the splendor of the knife after knife.

And Yuan Yi put his hands together to watch, he understood that they were just testing each other's depth.

The knife technique that seems to be fighting is just a warm-up before the real fire.After knowing that "ordinary" sword moves don't work against each other, their battles will be upgraded to several levels.

Unsurprisingly, when the feeding move was over, all the ghost eyes on Heishimu's blade opened, and he leaped into the air and swung the blade down.

[Breath of the Moon · Shape of One · Palace of the Dark Moon Night! 】

This is a warm-toned lunar arc covered with countless small rotating crescents.It only flashed for a moment, and the speed was too fast for human eyes to see clearly, only knowing that as it passed through, the snowflakes suddenly shattered into countless pieces.

Sesshomaru did not dodge or evade, and responded with the same move.

However, it is also a dark moon move, and the moon blade that Sesshomaru slashes out is a long dark purple arc.

The speed is faster, the attack power is greater, and it also has the devouring attribute of the underworld. When it collided with Hei Simou's move, it swallowed the opponent's power in one bite, and attacked him who was stranded in the air with the force of a bamboo.

Heishi Mou was taken aback: "The breath of the moon?"

Compared with Yuehua's power, Sesshomaru's body is more of the anger of thunder and lightning. He thought that the opponent's mastery is mostly the breath of thunder, but unexpectedly it is exactly the same breathing method as him.

Breath of the Moon is the elder brother, Breath of the Sun is the younger brother...

What a sad arrangement, this kind of pain that can't be overcome in a lifetime, don't you envy?

"What kind of eyes do you have?" Sesshomaru cut off Zhuhua and looked at the moon, and said coldly, "Do you really think you are the only one who knows how to breathe the moon?"

"I'm just surprised that you are like me." Hei Simou avoided the attack a few times and replied, "How does it feel to have a younger brother whose talent is much higher than yours? I know it very well. He who has been suppressed by the breath of the sun all year round Pain, I understand too."

Unleashing the power, the blade full of eyes forked like a branch, giving birth to a wrongly divided blade, and gradually evolved into a strange blade.

"The heavens are so unfair. They give their talents to people who don't cherish them." Hei Si Mou recalled the past, and the poison of jealousy filled his heart. "If you have fought against the breath of the sun, you should understand. The moon cannot shine at the same time, and some people stand at the end point that you can't reach even if you spend your whole life."

"Heh." Sesshomaru sneered, "What's it like to have a younger brother who is very talented?"

His saber technique suddenly became sharper, forcing Heishimu back in two or three strokes, the speed was getting faster and stronger, and the strength was getting stronger and stronger, as if there was no upper limit.

"feels good."

He chopped off more than a dozen staggered moon blades, and raised his long sleeves embroidered with six-petal plums: "My younger brother of Sesshomaru should be a strong man with extraordinary talent! He should stand at the pinnacle of domineering, and he is worthy of it." He is of the same blood as mine!"

The sword edge brushed against one of Heishimu's eyes, cut open the eyeball, and a bloodstain gushed out.

"Your so-called feeling—forgive me that Sesshomaru can't empathize with you." Sesshoumaru lowered his knife and inserted it into the snow-covered ground, "The sun and the moon cannot shine together? Who gave you the courage to make you feel that the breath of the moon is in my hands. Can it be reduced to a foil for the breath of the sun?"

"Open your six eyes and look carefully, what is the breath of the moon."

"Stupid wretch."

In an instant, countless continuous purple moon blades rushed from the ground of the holy mountain, and their bursting posture was like Canglongpo, but it was not Canglongpo.It's more like wisteria flowers growing from bottom to top, throwing a lot of moon arcs towards the sky.

Sesshomaru has never used this move in front of Yuanyi. After all, the attack range of the big move is too large, and it is still an unfinished product. If it really kills his brother, Tian Shengya probably doesn't want to save it.

Unexpectedly, being stimulated by a few words from Heisei Mou, Sesshomaru immediately realized the opening and closing of the big move.From making a move to sending the ghost into the ground, it was only a moment.

No matter how sharp Hei Si Mou's breath of the moon is, if he falls into the underworld, he will only be swallowed.

He broke through the siege of the big move dangerously and dangerously, fell from a high altitude, and fell heavily on the ground.Seeing that half of his body was torn off, even the knife only had a handle left.

Ghost blood dripped on the snow, staining a large area red.

His body was growing rapidly, he unwillingly raised his head to look at Sesshomaru, and was so angry that ghostly spikes grew on his back.

Ghost horns sprouted slowly on his forehead, and Heishimu's mentality almost collapsed: "Impossible... Moon's Breath, Moon's Breath can't do this..."

"You can't do it."

Sesshomaru stood still in front of him: "How sad, living in the shadow of others all the time."

"What do you know! I won't lose again!" Heishimou's long front slashed across Sesshomaru's lower body, and the latter jumped up lightly, slashing down with a single knife.

Heishimu set up a knife to block, turned over to avoid the sharp edge, and became more and more ghostly.

"You don't understand anything." His mouth slowly opened towards his ears, and his human teeth turned into fangs.The purple coat was torn apart by the bony spurs growing out, and his human form became increasingly unrecognizable.

"I gave up my name, I gave up my identity, I gave up everything."

"I chased him away, I want to reach the state like him, I want to see what he sees!" Hei Si Mou roared, "I want to prove to him that even if he is the favored one of heaven, mortals can achieve it through hard work." Stand beside him!"

"I want to sit on an equal footing with him, what's wrong with that? I'm the older brother!"

He is the elder brother!

He is the elder brother who should protect, maintain, and love others.Instead of being protected, taken care of, and let go, even the samurai who supported him in the family couldn't keep it.

Why isn't he the one who is gifted?

"It's been 500 years..." Heishi Mou crossed the long knife, "I forgot my parents, my wife and children, I don't remember anyone's face, but I always remember Yuanyi."

That is the sun, even if he is burned, wants to be close to him.

He also wants to shine like him!

"I gave up everything to chase, but in the end, you told me with the breath of the moon that my practice of swordsmanship for nearly 500 years was just a joke?"

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to..."

"Isn't brother's dream to become the strongest warrior in the country?"

There was a very soft sentence in the wind, but it stopped all the movements of Heixin Mou.He had been fighting with Sesshomaru until now, and he had long forgotten who was watching the battle around him, so that when Yuanyi's voice came, he was stunned for a moment.

And, the sense of trance after the dislocation of time and space.

He followed the sound and saw the changed Yuan Yi coming from a distance.The wind and snow covered his eyebrows and long hair, and the loss in his eyes was as indelible as ice and snow.

At this moment, time seems to pass through the gap, and every scene of flying around emerges.

Yuanyi was just like in memory, a small one, holding a rough bamboo flute and smiling at him: [I will cherish this flute that my brother gave me as my brother. 】

"Yuanyi..."

"Brother, don't you want to see the world in my eyes?" Yuanyi slowly approached him, but Sesshomaru didn't stop him at all.

Brother Da Yao has always respected his brother's choice, but if you don't want to die, then let him do it.Sesshomaru shook the saber, shook off the snowflakes on the blade, and put the saber back into its sheath.

He was not afraid at all that Hei Si Mou would suddenly come to the half-demon, if he really came, then Hei Si Mou would be really promising.

People who talk about their younger brother all day long usually don't really do it.This is the basic quality that every month should have.

As Yuan Yi approached, Hei Si Mou took a step back.

When he came back to his senses, he became extremely angry from embarrassment: "Are you humiliating me? Yes, my aptitude is not as good as yours! My talent is not as good as yours! Even my father, who has never been nice to me, has grown worse after you left. Day praises you, pity you!"

"Yuanyi, why do you want to live in this world? A person like you, you..."

As soon as Yuan stretched out his hands, he didn't think Heishimu looked terrifying, so he just pressed the warmth of his palms to the sides of his cheeks: "Brother, have you seen the world in my eyes?"

"I can't see the world you can see!"

Hei Si Mou said angrily: "How long are you going to talk like that! What have I gained by throwing everything away? I won't lose again, I can't lose!"

His voice suddenly dropped again, and Yuan Yi's approach reminded him again of the night when he beheaded his brother in half with his own hands.

His spirit seemed to be stretched to the extreme, he murmured: "Tell me, Yuanyi, why did I come to this world? To be your foil, your shadow?"

"Brother, look at me, look into my eyes."

The power of Sesshomaru is not so easy to digest. Heishimu's body is slowly collapsing, but he doesn't notice it.

Time is running out, he just wants to say goodbye to him for the last time.

"elder brother……"

Hei Si Mou looked into his golden eyes, and his faint silhouette was reflected there.Blurred like a person, clear like a ghost.Other than that, there was only flying snow and icy wind left.

Yuanyi's eyes are his shadow.

Nothing else.

"Brother, this is the world I used to be." Yuan said, "Brother asked me, why did you come to this world? You are not my foil, nor my shadow."

"You came to this world to find happiness."

"Getting everything I want but can't get."

It's just that you smashed everything with your own hands.

"I have always envied my brother, he has taught me a lot." Yuan Yi finally wept, "Not everyone has to have the same breathing method and talent, not everyone has to walk the same path."

"Life is more than winning or losing, and there is no need to fight for winning or losing."

"There are too many people and things that are more important than winning or losing. If it was my previous life, if I could use my talents and aptitudes to exchange for the elder brother in my memory, I would not hesitate to give it all."

You were above all, my blood.

"Brother, isn't your dream to become the strongest warrior?"

Hei Si Mou looked into Yuan Yi's eyes, but what he saw was his own hideous grimace.

Is this the attitude of a samurai?Is this all he's after?

"Yuanyi..." He finally stretched out his hand to him, only to find that his body had already turned into ashes.Every inch of skin was blown away like burnt foil.

"I just—" His hand still didn't touch him in the end, "I want to be you."

"call!"

The wind blows, and the sky is full of smoke and dust.Heishimu disappeared under Sesshomaru's dominance, and among the things he left behind was a bamboo flute.

Yuanyi picked it up and sighed faintly.

He squatted down to collect the relics of Heishimou, and buried them together with the bamboo flute in the snow of the holy mountain.

"Brother, the next life will be safe."

The author has something to say: PS: Yuanyi met Dizi and buried it with Yansheng: Brother, the next life is safe.

When Sesshomaru met the flute, he stuck it on the ashes of Cynthias spinosa: Go to hell and play the flute.

Yuanyi: ...found the reason why my brother is single==