[Inuyasha] The male protagonist is a yin sword

Flames leaped out of the darkness.

People in the Warring States Period were very vigilant. When Yuji ran out of the room in a panic, there should have been a lot of commotion, and there was not much time left for her.

She asked Yuji to hide in the shadow behind the plum tree, and the girl was convulsing and trembling, like a drowning person suddenly touching driftwood, and the fingers holding her sleeve were so hard that they turned blue and white.

"Breathe." She had to remind him aloud.

Her chest rose and fell rapidly, and Yu Ji squeezed out a choking voice from her mouth, desperately absorbing the thin oxygen.

"Yes, that's it—slowly—breathing slowly."

She looked straight into the other's panicked eyes, and tried to slow down her tone: "Master Yu Ji did not leave the room tonight."

The tears on Yu Ji's face were still wet, her lips trembled slightly, and she froze in a state where she seemed to want to open her mouth to shout but couldn't make a sound, obviously she hadn't recovered from the fright just now.

She held the cold fingertips of the other party, and slowly, slowly let the other party let go.

"Remember, the person who will be discovered by everyone later is me."

Yu Ji's eyes regained a little focus.

She put the things she took off into Yu Ji's hands, so that the other party would not embed their nails into the flesh.As a youkai who has lived for many years but is very bad at comforting people, this step is almost her limit.

"Don't go out for a while, go back after everyone has left, your maid will know what to do next."

Yu Ji held the thing in her hand and stared at her blankly. Tears without warning rolled down her dirty cheeks, pat, pat, and rolled warmly onto the back of her hand.

She froze for a moment, but time was running out.

She walked out of the shadow behind the tree, and everyone saw the city lord standing there, looking at her strangely.

"You are loyal."

"Thank you." She tore off her sleeve casually, exposing the arm that reached the elbow, and said with a half-smile, "This will be more beneficial to both of you and me."

In this era, the nature of insulting a Ji Jun and insulting a maid beside Ji Jun is completely different.

Anyway, monsters are different from human beings, they don't care about reputation at all, and what everyone will see later will only be the scene of the city lord of Renjian City staying with a disheveled maid.

As for Yu Ji, oh, innocent Yu Ji, she is still sleeping in her room, she has no idea what her poor maid has been done by the beastly city lord.

She stood barefoot on the gravel covered with moonlight, and was considering whether to mess up her hair to increase her credibility, when the sound of hasty footsteps sounded, the darkness around the courtyard was suddenly lit with torches, and the samurai who rushed over Obviously taken aback, he hurriedly glanced at her, then looked away as if he had been burned.

"...My lord." The voice of the leading martial attendant hesitated.

Renjian City's city lord waved his hand impatiently: "Stay back, you have nothing to do here."

"...But, my lord, the wound on your body..."

"I said it all, get out!"

The surrounding warriors immediately fell silent.

After a while, the rustling of armor and weapons sounded, and those people automatically made way for her.

She stepped forward and followed behind the city lord of Renjian City. No one dared to step forward to stop her. The people around lowered their heads and lowered their eyes, and no one dared to look up at this absurd night.

When crossing the covered bridge connecting the halls, the person in front of him suddenly stopped.

The bronze lamp in the porch glowed dimly. Before she raised her eyes, an inexplicable shudder ran up her spine.

"what are you doing?"

The voice was very soft, but it seemed extremely abrupt in the night.

The seaweed-like thick black hair snaked down the arc of the shoulders, Yin Dao was wearing a thin coat, and led his attendants to block the only way for the two of them, and his fair face was shrouded in half-dark light and shadow. His light brown pupils blended into the night, making it difficult to distinguish the expression on his face for a while.

"...What did you just say?" The city lord of Renjian City narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Who allowed you to speak in such a tone?"

The servant behind Yin Dao immediately knelt down in fear.

The figure standing at the forefront was silent for a long time: "Father..."

"You still know that I'm your father? Is this your attitude?" The city lord became angry, "Get out of the way!!"

Yin Dao suddenly looked at her.

He obviously just glanced at her, her heart trembled, she subconsciously looked away, her chest seemed to be tightly gripped by an invisible force, and it hurt.

"...My lord father." She didn't see the expression on Yin Dao's face.

The dim light of the fire slanted, and the silent night was infinitely elongated.After a long and short moment, the figure slowly lowered, touched the ground on one knee, and lowered its head: "Please think twice."

"I don't need you to take care of my business, get out!"

"Please think again."

Black hair as soft as a crow's feathers fell to his side, and the shadow that could not be touched by the fire covered the expression on his pale face. He spoke to his father like a respectful courtier:

"This is absolutely impossible, please think twice."

His father flew into a rage, flicked his sleeves and strode past the kneeling figure.

"Father!!!!"

A sudden severe cough interrupted the hoarse voice, and she heard someone behind her yelling "Young Master!" in panic, followed by a burst of chaos.

She exhausted all her strength until her heart ached and her fingertips were numb, so she didn't let herself look in the direction behind her.

In the sleeping hall, the maid serving the city lord changed her clothes.

With the partitions closed, only the sound of candles burning could be heard in Nuo Da's Japanese room. The city lord, who was nearly half a century old, sat on the mat with one hand, his thin and dark face was cast into a shadow, and he looked her up and down leisurely for a long time. , the lips lacking blood draw a satisfactory arc.

"What's your name?"

She made up a random answer.

"You're sitting too far away." The other party casually shook the wine in the cup, his eyes still glued to her.

She didn't leave the place immediately.

"Why did you attack Yu Ji?"

The old castellan laughed without warning, as if she had told some funny joke.

"Why?" He repeated her words. "You really want to know?"

She stood up, sat down next to the other party very calmly, picked up the wine cup and poured some wine into the other party's glass: "I want to know."

The eyes from her side fell from her neck and shoulders to her wrist pouring wine, and the other party made an unintelligible voice from her nasal cavity, and replied naturally: "Because the weak prey on the strong, this has always been the case in this world."

The wine filled the cup and continued to flow out.

"Oh," she said, "that would be wonderful."

The old city lord suppressed the smile on his lips: "...What are you laughing at?"

"What you said just now," she put down the wine glass and stared into the other person's eyes, "sounds like you won't fall into the position of the weak."

The wine was still flowing, smearing winding traces on the tatami, and the burning candles outlined a long and narrow shadow. She stood up unhurriedly, the other party's body became stiff, and beads of sweat rolled down her pale face , the cloudy white eyes stared at her figure without blinking.

"...you..." The old city lord's throat moved, his voice stuck in his vibrating chest.

"What am I?"

What should be done so that the other party will not dare to touch a woman again in this life? She thought for a long time, but she did not come to a conclusion. The anger accumulated in her chest was cold and hot, and she couldn't think smoothly at all. The limit of self-control.

"Come on! Come... Goo." The roots of the trees rushed into the room through the window, densely blocking the surroundings, and before the screams in the other party's mouth could be heard, they were suddenly blown up by the roots Clamping his throat, he raised it off the ground.

"...Then what are you looking at me for?" She raised her head slightly, looking at the terrified person, "You said it yourself."

The flexible tree roots opened the opponent's mouth, and the old city lord begged for mercy indistinctly, his bloodless face turned pale.

"According to what you said, I can do whatever I want to you now." The roots of the tree grew inside and climbed deep along the warm pipe, "Who told you that you are weaker than me."

The painfully struggling limbs twitched, and she saw herself in the other person's eyes.

Sure enough... she was originally a monster.

The gnarled tree roots poured in from the window continuously, the cold anger could not be appeased, the desire to tear up, want to destroy as much as possible was high in the chest, the long roots piled up on the wall, and dragged out twisted like snakes. shadows.

"Please..." the human voice wailed, "Please!"

... This person is Yin Dao's biological father. The moment the thought crossed her mind, she let go of her hand, and her sweaty figure fell to the ground, holding her throat and coughing continuously, vomiting out all the bile.

A loud voice escaped from trembling lips, she took a step forward, the old city lord suddenly turned his head to look at her, his eyes were full of deep-seated sinisterness.

A false sigh sounded in the darkness: "If you kill him now, I will be very troubled."

The moment Naraku appeared, the people lying on the ground yelled frantically: "Kill her! Kill this damn monster!!"

Tentacles drilled out from under the white baboon's skin, and in the blink of an eye it swelled rapidly, followed by brightly colored poisonous insects, which were instantly smashed to pieces by the suddenly swung tree roots.

As a plum blossom spirit, she hates bees, which is out-and-out harassment.

The stump splashed, she manipulated the tree roots, and smashed the fiercest thing that Naraku had released, the disgusting slime was all over the place, dripping down along her tree roots, she roughly grabbed Naraku's puppet, and forcefully Pull to the sides.

The sound of tearing silk sounded, and there was nothing in the empty puppet's body.

The pale head rolled to the ground, humming and laughing a few times, and she was about to smash it into pieces, when a cold wind suddenly came from behind.

The venom seeped into the roots of the tree, and her movements were slow for a moment. She turned her head and saw that the city lord of the city had a hideous face, and her blood-veined eyeballs were burning with horror.

The sharp long knife was raised high. At that time, the other party seemed to say "Go to hell."

The moment before the sharp tree roots rushed out, a huge force suddenly hit, grabbed the wrist of the old city lord holding the knife, and threw him to the ground.

The pained voice quickly turned into a harsh curse, and the city lord of the city was seen lying on the fallen screen, and was about to get up, when the cold knife light suddenly slashed against his cheek, sinking into the body beside him like a knife cutting tofu. floor.

His pupils narrowed, he raised his head, and after seeing who was coming, the expression on that face suddenly became distorted by anger and disbelief.

"How dare you...?!"

"Father, you are getting old." Yin Dao lowered his eyes, his tone was neither warm nor calm, if it wasn't for his chest still rising and falling rapidly, and his pale face was also stained with some abnormal flushing, he would look no different from usual, The hand holding the knife across his father's neck did not tremble at all.

"You lost your cool and made a wrong judgment." He said calmly, "You no longer have the qualifications to be a city lord."

Armed warriors rushed in, forcefully dragging the struggling old city lord from the ground.

His biological father stared at him full of hatred: "Are you going to betray me?!"

With the tip of the knife hanging by his side, the young man in thin pajamas raised his eyes and replied flatly: "I didn't betray you, it was you who betrayed your duty."

He looked at the attendant beside him: "Take him down."

"Yin Knife——!!" The figure who was pushed down shouted, his hoarse voice was burning with deep hatred, as if he wanted to tear the name between his teeth bloody into pieces.

She looked at Yin Dao worriedly, and he stood motionless until the crazy figure disappeared before turning his head to look at her.

"Xiaomei." He stretched out his hand without the knife, and supported her face with his hot palm. His body temperature was frighteningly high at the moment, but the expression in his eyes was gentle and soft, forming a very strange contrast.

"Are you okay?" Yin Dao asked her in a low voice, "Did he touch you?"

As if she was the real victim.

She was startled by Yindao's unusual state, and she didn't answer for a while, the hand holding her cheek seemed to tremble, but soon became stable again.

"Sorry," Yin Dao said to her, although she had no idea what he was apologizing for.

She knew she should back away, but her body was held in place by a strange force, and she could only react as normal as she could.

"……Are you alright?"

Yin Dao didn't answer right away.

The look in his eyes seemed to be in a daze for a moment, the Japanese room with flickering candles was dimly lit, and the air was filled with the aroma of liquor, the rich and viscous smell made one's head dizzy.

"I don't know," he said softly.

Yin Dao's expression was still gentle.

"Xiaomei," he looked at her, "I also have the same blood in my body."

That man was a beast driven by ambition and desire, not a man.

Yin Dao has no impression of his mother. As long as he can remember, he has known that he is different from his father, because people around him will always remind him of this, sometimes it is a look of gratitude, encouraging eyes, gentle speech.

Sometimes it is severe punishment, the chilling silence of others, the trembling spine and the smell of blood.

Sometimes that proof was the way his father looked at him.

His fingers slid down her cheek to her chin.

There was no sadness, no regret, and no joy in the eyes staring at her. It was as empty and clean as the moonlight tonight, with a cool and beautiful color.

— but those people were all wrong.

They are all wrong.

The blood flowing in his body cannot be cut off, and the evil buried in his body will not disappear.

His body was running a fever, and he knew he was sick, but the moment he ordered his biological father to be dragged down, he felt as if he had been healed like never before, and at the same time became even more terminally ill.

He didn't feel anything in his heart when he committed a great treasonous crime.

Yin Dao lowered his eyes and said gently:

"Maybe one day, I will become the same beast."

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