[Sesshomaru] Hold you between your fingers

Facing the light of the setting sun, a guy in baboon skin gradually emerged. He was squatting on the grass at this time, with a baboon skull on his head, only his chin was exposed.

Ye Xiaoxiao sniffled and looked weird for a moment.

"Who are you?" Sesshomaru asked.

"Honorable Sesshomaru-sama, I recently heard that you have enmity with Inuyasha, and I also hate Inuyasha." The baboon skin voice was soft and respectful, and continued, "I heard that you are troubled by your arm. I have something here. , it must be to your liking."

Baboon hide respectfully presented a severed arm with both hands.

A severed human arm.

"Presumptuous, how dare you use your lowly human arm to desecrate the noble Master Sesshomaru!" the little brother Xiejian was the first to shout.

Ye Xiaoxiao touched his chin, feeling that there was a good show to watch.

"Oh, this is not an ordinary arm, but an arm inlaid with fragments of the four souls. It is estimated that it is suitable for the noble Master Sesshomaru." Baboopi said unhurriedly.

"You, you..." The evil view was still about to yell.

"Evil view, shut up." Sesshomaru said, and approached the baboon skin, "Interesting, I will accept that arm, and report your name."

"My name is Naluo." After speaking, the baboon skin disappeared in the grass.

The wrong view was a bit strange, and he asked, "Master Sesshomaru, do you really want to..."

"Oh, judging from my many years of experience in watching dramas." Ye Xiaoxiao sighed, "This person's whereabouts are secretive, his voice is soft, and he hides his head. There is a 90.00% possibility that he is a little boss."

"Little Maruko, you dare to use this kind of thing sent by a weasel, aren't you afraid of getting stung?" Ye Xiaoxiao patted the person in front of him, speaking earnestly.

Evil view: "..."

Sesshomaru: "..."

I can't understand what this guy is saying.

Ye Xiaoxiao scratched her chin in embarrassment, and said to herself: "Oops, I forgot the cultural differences between China and Japan, and the language gap between ancient and modern... well, ahem..."

Ye Xiaoxiao cleared his throat and said, "In short, you shouldn't use this kind of thing sent by a bad monster, and he still smells so weird."

Ye Xiaoxiao fanned his nose as if thinking of something: "Speaking of which, your breath is very comfortable."

Since he was reincarnated as a tengu monster, his sense of smell is so keen that it often troubles him.

"Bold, you dare to molested the noble Master Sesshomaru, brat!" The wrong view went wild.

Boom.

With tears in his eyes, Xie Jian touched the red envelope on his head and wept secretly.

The first writer put away his fists, and said proudly: "How many times have I said it, please call me Master Ye Xiaoxiao! Hey, Xiaowanzi, what do you think of my proposal?"

Sesshomaru looked down at the delicate demon claw on his shoulder. This claw was not as tough as his own demon claw, but fortunately it was slender and fair-skinned.

He raised his foot and took a step forward: "Who do you think Sesshomaru is? What's more, you, Ye Xiaoxiao, have no room to comment on the decision I made?"

Sesshomaru's figure seemed to grow infinitely taller against the setting sun.

Ye Xiaoxiao: "..." Okay, you are awesome, Master Killer.

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