present to the lord

"Damn it! Naraku that guy!" Inuyasha gritted his teeth angrily, "And that guy...I'll get back Iron Broken Tooth sooner or later!"

"Inuyasha, who is that person? He seems to know my origin." Kagome was worried and curious, and felt weird and awkward when the person said that Kikyo would come back to life.

"I don't know, Mingjia said that guy is a big monster who can defeat Dad, and he is also a half-monster..."

And this half-demon being explored is being wrapped around the body by another half-demon with tentacles, trying to devour it and gain power.

Flexible gray-brown tentacles protruded from Naraku's chest. With his body covering the top, he looked down at the sharp man with his eyes closed and immersed in the nightmare created by the jade of the four souls.

The tentacles gradually entangled the sleeping Fan Haoran at a gentle but firm slow speed, layer by layer, tightly, as if they were trying to hide some treasure, being cautious and greedy.

Naluo looked at this half-demon who had been so strong that he even gave birth to despair with a quiet and gentle expression.

——I really want to become one with this half-demon, merge into one, and never separate.

"Lock you into my body, you can only look at me, listen to me, feel me..." He slowly lowered the weight of his body, and at the same time, the man was slowly being pulled into his body and swallowed, He almost murmured, with anticipation for a bright future in his expression, "Whether it's the heart of a ghost spider or my heart of Naraku, it's the best decision to get everything you have."

"Trapped in the pain of the past by the evil power of the Jade of the Four Souls, the King of the Palace... No, it should be Fan Haoran. Although there are not many people who can spy on it, but..." The benevolent and gentle face under the seaweed's long hair is a violation. He was so evil, but Naraku smiled, "It doesn't matter who you are, what you want, or what you are going to do."

"In the future, you can only be in my body and become mine."

"Really." The man who finally broke free from the illusory illusion of Jade of the Four Souls slowly opened his eyelids, staring quietly at the pure black pupils like a demon at night.

"So you want me to enter you, the tentacle system seems to be pretty good too." His eyes were full of oppressive darkness and the madness precipitated by countless years, wantonly like an exiled beast.

He pulled out his limbs that had been sucked into Naraku's body, turned over and suppressed Naraku who was stunned for a moment due to an accident, and held down his prey with his limbs like a predatory beast.

Fan Haoran used the tip of his nose to sniff the calm half-demon body, from the side of the face along the neck to the chest...

"Your taste has changed."

Nai Luo, who had absorbed a small portion of Fan Haoran's power because of the devouring action, resisted the violent force rushing into his body, his teeth trembling because of the patience.

Looking at his extreme appearance that seemed to be bursting, Fan Haoran understood his unwillingness to be a half-demon. The ghost spider exchanged a body for freedom, his original wish...

"Do you think that without my permission, my things can be obtained so casually?" He viciously pinched Naluo's face, which looked kind and handsome but was actually full of evil thoughts, pinched his jaw, and leaned forward ambiguously, The tip of the nose touches the tip of the nose, and the breath is entangled.

Naluo's skin was covered with red bloodshots due to strength, which looked quite miserable.

"Since you want to become a big monster, can I help you?" The thumb rubbed the bloodshot under the skin of Naraku's face, "The power you inhaled is given to you."

He let go of people decisively as he spoke, and brushed his hair with a smile. His arms and slightly raised lines attracted crime, and he winked teasingly at Naluo who immediately got up and calmed down. He made such a frivolous look , full power.

Following Fan Haoran's let go, Naluo immediately felt the originally violent power in his body subdued in an instant, and was suddenly absorbed by him.

That force gently transformed him into a lowly half-demon, and a large number of impurities in his body were eliminated from his body.

The incident was so sudden that he had no time to consider whether there was any threat to him around him.

Black lumps of flesh like mud, even the limbs and internal organs of other monsters, all kinds of strange and foul-smelling 'impurities' emerged from the skin of that elegant and weak half-monster as if they had suddenly surfaced. Heck, fell to the ground.

Fan Haoran was tricked by this deep-minded half-demon this time.

He knew that Naraku had borrowed the power of the Jade of the Four Souls to peek into his heart, but it was only his previous life, and the world power of time and space could not be peeked by the Jade of the Four Souls.

Look at this half-demon who can do anything, no matter how lowly or mean, in order to become stronger.His mind is a little complicated.

The power he absorbed just now is only a small part, so it doesn't matter if it is given to him...

An embarrassing posture, an ugly body made of various monsters, dirty blood...

Naraku was originally a combination formed by synthesizing ghost spiders with the greedy bodies of thousands of monsters.

He is suspicious, cruel, conspiratorial, and plays with people's hearts.

But so what?

Fan Haoran still appreciates this.

His hard work and dedication, unscrupulous, has also become an advantage and admiration.

So what if the blood is dirty, this kind of thing is born.Just like Sesshomaru, if Sesshoumaru became what he called a "dirty and lowly half-demon", he might not be so proud.

Sesshomaru's arrogance is maintained by the nobility of his blood and the power of his blood.

And Naraku...

Looking at the half-demon not far away who is still constantly removing impurities, Fan Haoran has seen his face made up of more than a dozen monster faces, and also seen him turning into a human every month, and even more so. Through all kinds of embarrassment and misery.

He has gone through countless pains to get to where he is today.

No one is qualified to despise him.

No one can laugh at his lowliness.

His soul is tough and dark, but his heart cannot be denied.

A stronger heart makes this half-demon invincible.

Scheming, means, measures, layout...every detail is under control.

—A marvelous half-demon.

Fan Haoran chuckled.

Naluo divided her body calmly, the body was torn apart, and the impurities were removed.This kind of pain, he can also do not change his face, calm as water.

After all the power was completely absorbed, even Fan Haoran couldn't help admiring his reborn appearance.

"Well, after turning into a complete monster, does it come with plastic surgery? It looks much better." The man rubbed his chin and smiled, as if he was quite satisfied with Naraku's new image.

"..." Naluo silently looked at this man who always smiled frivolously, and after a while he returned to a gloomy and gentle benevolent smile, "I really want to thank you this time, Your Majesty the King."

Naluo propped up the evil enchantment and flew in mid-air: "To show my gratitude, when we meet again next time, we will definitely send a thank you gift."

"Then I'll wait for your thank you gift." Fan Haoran didn't intend to stay any longer, he nodded knowingly and said with a smile, looked away, turned around, stepped on a pair of wooden clogs, and left slowly.

And Naluo, who has turned into a complete monster, returned to the city, sitting with bent legs in the dark room, hanging on the wooden frame half of the collected four-hundred jade, dark purple evil color, seductive bewitching breath.

Today's Naluo is not what it used to be, and she can vaguely feel that there seems to be something wrong in this jade of four souls.

"Collecting the jade of the four souls, I'm really impatient." The dark red eyes were full of calculation and desire, but more of them were calm examination and penetration.

Leaving aside the matter about the Jade of the Four Souls, Naraku couldn't help but think of the dog demon with long silver hair.

A powerful force, if it can swallow him...

For some reason, Naraku's mind suddenly appeared the frivolous look of the king. If that guy knew that Sesshomaru was killed, he wondered if he could break his usual expression of not caring about anything.

"Fan Haoran...?" Naluo chewed the name softly, rolling the tip of her tongue, and couldn't help repeating again, "Fan Haoran..."

He tried his best to suppress the emotions in his heart, as if he had learned the most secret secret, and everyone else was excluded.

It's like a tacit mutual exchange and recognition.

Such a thought made Naraku couldn't help but look forward to it.

﹏﹏﹏﹏☆﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏

One claw tore apart the swarming monsters, and purple-black blood clots splashed down like rain.

Sesshomaru looked indifferently at the monsters surrounding the sky, the wound on his shoulder was huge, and the smell of blood from the big purebred monster stimulated the monsters to make unbearable and greedy voices.

"It's delicious, eat him!"

"As long as we eat him, our strength will be even higher!"

"Go ahead, I can't wait!"

"He's already hurt!"

……

Sesshomaru subconsciously held down the knife at his waist, but immediately remembered that Tianshengya was just a waste that could not be killed to see blood.

Looking at the monsters dancing wildly in the sky, Sesshomaru's light golden eyes are still so cold that they can be called beautiful.

When Fan Haoran arrived, he saw the silver-haired monster tearing up those monsters with his claws, the meat pieces all over the ground were messy and very smelly.

But such a cruel situation can't dispel the greed of the monsters. Those who die are relatively weak cannon fodder, and the ones that lie dormant become stronger as they go to the back.

Sesshomaru's injured right shoulder was bitten by a hundred-eyed ghost, and the white-eyed ghost whimpered excitedly, sucking the sweet and energetic blood.

Fan Haoran dodged over, and chopped the disgusting monster covered in eyeballs into two pieces.

"What's going on." Frowning and looking at the unscientifically excited monsters, Fan Haoran supported Sesshomaru who was already standing still but still struggling to hold on.

"I don't know what attracted them here. They just want to eat me." Slightly relieved, Sesshomaru also frowned suspiciously.

"Don't worry about that, you're injured." Pulling out the iron broken teeth at his waist, the dilapidated blade instantly transformed into a sharp, sharp and gloomy expression, but a smile appeared on his lips towards the monsters.

The suppressed surging aura made the monsters who were still restless and crazy suddenly frightened, and they wanted to back away in fear.

The hand holding Tie Sui Fang waved in the air, something sharp and piercing suddenly struck along with the movement of the knife, and the air showed a strange silence.

Thousands of monsters in the sky suddenly disappeared in this oppressive and fearful silence, and the nearest monsters slowly dissipated with this swing of the knife, and this dissipation gradually spread outward.

Countless fleeing monsters screamed and fled, but they were finally chased and swallowed by the destructive force from behind, turning into nothingness.

"This is Tie Sui Ya?" Sesshomaru looked indifferently at the knife that once belonged to his father.

As if he knew what he was thinking, Fan Haoran just nodded slightly, seeing that even though he didn't even have the strength to stand up, his clothes were clean enough, but the wound on his shoulder was too big.

"Drink it." He took out a bottle of potion from his arms, pushed the plug away with his thumb, and brought it to Sesshomaru's lips, "Although it has the ability to heal, it is troublesome to be bitten by poison."

Sesshomaru's light golden eyes glanced at the half-demon, then opened his mouth to drink it as if being fed.

Hugging this indescribably noble guy in his arms, Fan Haoran didn't bother to say anything about him.He clearly knows that such a number of monsters is beyond his current ability, and he can leave by himself, but he wants to keep fighting without compromise.

Too proud to allow myself to back down.

"Tsk." Fan Haoran rolled his eyes, arrogant asshole, if you die, you will have nothing.

Naraku looked at the man holding the silver-haired monster in the mirror, his whole body was buried in the thick darkness, the long hair of seaweed was draped behind his back, and a strand of hair was hanging on his chest, his elegant and handsome face was sullen and silent.

"Luck is really good." His dark red eyes drooped, hiding the killing intent in them.