When Humans Are the Strongest To Reincarnate Into Dogs

Yuanyi first saw Wu Mian, late at night in his previous life.

Tree-lined and secluded paths, sparse stars and no moon. He followed the trajectory of the birdcrow, and it didn't take long for him to meet the ghost king Wu Mi.

At that time, the ghost king, who had been for more than five hundred years, stood boldly in the road with a confident smile on his face. His curly hair is exquisitely managed, Luo Guoxiang is smoked in his kimono, and a beautiful female ghost is beside him, looking at the "night snack" delivered to the door with scarlet eyes.

Yuan looked back at him and held the knife.

The corners of Wu Mian’s lips were raised in a contemptuous arc: "I am no longer interested in your breathing swordsman."

Put the cruel words well, and there will be no less hatred. All roads lead to Rome, and there is no misfortune to cross the Naihe Bridge.

As soon as he attacked, he attacked, with eight tentacles and a sickle attached to his arm, brushing the ground and cutting off into a forest, and blasting the ground to smash a large piece of land. Listening to the sound effects is huge, watching the scenes burning out, Wu Mian thought that he would be able to shed a lot of fate, but in fact—

He only had time to stroke Yuanyi's body, and Yuanyi saw through all his weaknesses.

He has a knife in his hand, slashing the monsters. Yuan, who never read the article, completed his big move in an instant, chopped off Wu Mi's head with one blow, and landed in front of him unscathed.

He asked Wu Mi: "What do you think of life?"

This soul's questioning, this extraordinary force, this indifferent expression left an indelible shadow on Wu Mier.

In the end, Wu Mian escaped from the scene by exploding into crumbs to survive. Unexpectedly, Yuan failed to chop off all the meat with a knife, so that Wu Sui escaped.

After that, until the end of his life, Wu miserable did not appear again.

Just a little bit, just a little bit...

The memories ended, the noise in my ears remained. Yuanyi took Granny Qianchun's hand and followed the oiran's chariot.

Even if the time was two hundred years earlier, and the ghost king Wu Mian still made a disguise, he still recognized the other party at a glance. Although I don't know why Wu Mian came to Inuyama, since he has come, he will die here.

Fate thinks like this.

But thinking of his three-headed body, Yuanyi felt that it was a bit difficult to kill Wu Mi. Moreover, Inuyama Castle is no better than the wilderness, and you can see living people everywhere. If Wu Mi is human, his disadvantage will only be more obvious.

Can't let it go, let alone drag it.

Such evil spirits as miserable will definitely start hunting tonight. Maybe within a few days, a new evil spirit will appear in Inuyama Castle. By then, his mother, grandmother Qianchun, and Mishima family... will all become food for ghosts.

I have to do it tonight, and my fate is determined.

The wind was blowing, and there was a faint demon spirit. Yuan was stunned, looking out of Inuyama Castle inexplicably, but there was a dark mountain shadow in sight.

It seems there is, and it doesn't seem to be...

The human scent filled the tip of his nose, covering up the strange sensation.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Qianchun took his hand and said kindly, "Do you want to eat Jinpingtang?"

Yuan shook his head: "I'm tired, Granny Qianchun, let's go back."

After all, the child is a child, even if the oiran parade no matter how busy the street is, he will quickly lose interest. Qianchun led him down the path and gradually moved away from the long street.

While walking, Yuan Yizong looked back from time to time to look outside the city.

Is it his illusion? Seems to smell the smell of the monster brother?

…

If Li Meizhigou refreshed the knowledge of Sashengwan, then the crumbless crumbs really increased the knowledge of Sashengwan.

It didn't take long for the killing pill from killing the evil spirits to locking them down. But the process was dragged for infinitely long from locking in no misfortune to killing the opponent.

In order to avoid his pursuit, this evil spirit did everything!

Resident in the big human city, shrunk in the flower street. The other party not only smoked incense and powdered oil, but also squatted in the toilet for three days and only ate rotten corpses for half a month, just to mix the smell of the body and create a miraculous effect.

I have to say that this approach is very successful.

The smell of Wu Mi was so weird that even a skunk was ashamed of it. Naturally, Sanshengwan didn't want to touch this dirty thing.

But not wanting to touch it doesn't mean that there is no killing intent. The more shameless Wu Mier is, the more angry the killing pill. In his eyes, this is a kind of fooling and presumptuous.

Hunters are always patient.

He will act immediately when the opponent's scent reaches the bottom line he can bear!

However, this anger slowly dissipated as he approached Inuyama Castle. Suddenly, he thought of the half-monster that slayed a hundred feet.

For some reason, Sashengwan temporarily extinguished the idea of ​​Shawumian. It's hard to think about it, wanting to see if the half-demon can quickly detect after the evil ghost enters the city.

Like a hunting test, Shishengwan is evaluating the growth value of the half-demon.

Unexpectedly, this half-demon met his expectations.

…

It was night, the silver moon was gleaming, and the candlelight was cold.

As soon as his mother rested, Yuan Yi stood up quietly. He put on a small sleeve hakama that was convenient for maneuvering, and carried the Sunwheel Knife on his back. Although the rustling sound was small, it still awakened Mingjia.

"Master..." Mingjia was still sleepy, her eyes half-closed, "What are you doing?"

Yuan One: "Go out."

Oh, go out. It should be to Dongsi so late, that's fine.

"Master, you come back early, Mingjia won't accompany you..." Together. Mingjia turned over and fell asleep.

Yuan opened the door lightly, and heard that there was no movement in Shiliuye's room. Only then did he close the door and disappear into Mishima's house with a few ups and downs.

Thanks to the blessing of the dog's nose, thanks to Wu Mian's dedication to make herself stinky, even if Yuanyi didn't know where the Tianqie Wu's family was at the south gate, he could find Wu Mian's place with his sense of smell.

He was like a gust of wind blowing across the roof of the city, and soon fell outside the long house of the Takiri Takeshi's family.

Avoid the maids who come and go, avoid the samurai who watch the night. Yuan Yi's aura was restrained and stood outside Wu Mian's house. He wanted to do it directly, but unexpectedly there were people in the house.

He was a man with a very young and very pleased voice, like a stunned green who fell in love: "Xue Ji, this is our first batch of wisteria tea produced in Inuyama City. Would you like to try it?"

No misfortune in the room:...

Fate one outside the house:...

"Takiri-kun, I don't like scented tea." Wu Mian covered his face with a fan, and looked up and down the second son of the Takiri family. He felt that he was clean and suitable for supper.

Wandering around the flower street all the year round, he is also a man, of course Wu Mier understands the psychology of men very well.

He smiled more and more brilliantly: "Takiri-kun, we can eat something else." As he said, he lifted the man's chin with a fan, and his nails gradually became pointed.

As soon as Yuan outside the house sensed the murderous innocence, he was about to break in—

Tian Qier-kun, who was encouraged by the "goddess", was overjoyed and said more enthusiastically: "Xue Ji, then you can taste this wisteria flower cake!" If you don't drink tea, you want to eat something else. It seems that you want to eat cake!

No misfortune:...

Reason 1:...

"I don't like wisteria flowers." Wu Mier's voice became cold.

"Ah? Then, I won't eat wisteria anymore." Tian Qiu said.

"Don't eat anymore? Do you eat these often?"

Tianqie nodded: "Inuyama Castle is dominated by Mishima, and the town is mainly engaged in the business of wisteria flowers. We will not object to it. Although the wisteria in the city has not been opened yet, there are wild wisteria in the mountain. The samurai picked a lot and made it again. The tea and pastries have been delivered. I have been eating for more than a month."

After eating wisteria for more than a month...

This person has already pickled the wisteria poison!

All miserable unconsciously stayed away from Tian Qi, his face was a little distorted: "I ask you, how many people in Inuyama eat wisteria?"

Tian Qier said honestly: "A lot."

No misfortune:...

The hand holding the fan trembled slightly. He really did not expect that although Inuyama has no natural enemies, there are wisteria flowers! Very toxic!

If everyone eats wisteria, he eats humans again. The small amount of wisteria poison is useless to him, and it can't stand the accumulation of toxins from a hundred or a thousand people. If he wants to stay, he must be poisoned to death, but he has to go out, there is a kennel outside.

The more you think, the more mad, the more mad, the more demented.

Wu Mi felt that Inuyama's stronghold was abandoned. Not only is it abolished, it will probably become the largest destination for wisteria flowers in the future, which will deal a huge blow to his life.

So, why not slaughter them now.

Wu Mian had never put human life in his eyes, and he did not hesitate at all when he thought of slaughtering a city. But he is the only one who can't help but feel sore, so he has to make a few ghosts.

Thinking like this, Wu Mian cast his gaze on Tian Qier.

"Takiri-kun, please do me a favor." Under the kimono stretched out a long tentacle with a knife, Wu Wu grinned gloomily.

"Good, good! What do you want?"

"Of course it is, it's your life." Wu bleak said.

Tian Qier was taken aback, completely frozen in place. He saw the eyes of the "goddess" turned into scarlet pupils, with sharp fangs sticking out of the corners of his mouth. The other party laughed grinningly and threw a long hand with a knife to stab him in front of the door.

This is... his pupils shrank suddenly!

The door of the long house was pierced suddenly in the flash of lightning. A **** knife arc ran across his eyes, clanging, cutting off the tentacle with precision.

Ghost blood spurts, no miserable shock.

Tian Qier turned his head suddenly, and saw a child with silver hair and golden eyes holding a knife. The other party glanced at him, then grabbed his arm without hesitation and flew him out round and round.

With a loud "clang", the long house was smashed into a big hole.

Takiri rolled to the ground, and the sound of movement alarmed the samurai. A torch lighted up outside the courtyard, and he tried his best to hold up his body, and saw that a ghost and a half demon in the room had already fought.

quick! It's too fast, you can't see it clearly with the naked eye!

He could barely see that the bigger one wanted to rush towards humans, while the smaller one tried desperately to intercept and played very passively.

Tian Qier is not an idiot in the end, he flirted with love, and immediately tried to figure out the joints. Because they are here, the child can't do anything.

"Don't come here!" Tian Qiue shouted, staggering up and running outside, "Leave here, don't come here!"

"Keng!" The sun-wheel knife collided with the sickle, wiping out a large amount of sparks.

Yuan Yi landed on the ground, seeing Tian Qiue run out of the attack range of Sun's Breath, he directly held the handle of the knife with both hands, and his legs sank slightly. At this height, he must jump higher to cut his head without misery.

Make a leap and spin!

"Who are you?" Wu was so horrified that he lost his voice, he was caught off guard and quickly backed away.

But he is fast, and Yuanyi is faster. He had no misfortune once, and he can naturally be cut a second time. Sun's Breath's moves are continuous into a film, and if there is no time to combine the two, they will kill to Wu Mi.

No way, there are people near the longhouse, and he can't ignore it.

The blood-colored flames bloomed, fused with demon power and curse power, and condensed into a formed one-claw fire dragon. It held up the dragon's head, passed through Wu's neck and limbs like lightning, and cut and opened a mouth!

The ghost blood splashed, and Yuan Yi's cold face was covered. He knew that Wu miserable would blew himself up, he knew he had to make up his knife, and he knew there was only one chance. If he missed it, he might have to wait for hundreds of years.

He won't ask again, "What do you think of your life?" Before killing Wu Mier, the questioning is simply superfluous.

Concentrating all the strength of his body, Yuan Yi's knife slashed towards Wu Mi's brain. Who knows that in a hurry, the miserable life-giving instinct awakens ahead of time, and directly exploded into crumbs, exploding a **** mist.

Mixed with blood, water and powder, the strange smell became more irritating. I could smell it, and Yuan felt dizzy instinctively.

Damn it!

Out of control, he slammed into the ground with a "boom". Then, he quickly got up and danced the sun-wheel knife to set off blood-colored flames in the sky, burning the flesh without disintegration.

The maid's scream came, and the people near the longhouse hadn't even run away yet. Yuan Yi's combo stopped, and the fire of Rizhi's breathing was mostly extinguished.

No, no, it's too late! Somewhat worse, there are some!

The smell is too strong, and the nose is too bright, which is not a good thing. Once Yuan is smoked, the consciousness begins to blur.

At this moment, the direction of the wind changed, bringing a familiar smell.

You can't go wrong, this is—

Yuanyi covered his nose and looked at the highest point of Tian Qier's house: "Brother, can you help me?"