At three o'clock in the morning, the change happened so suddenly.

A thick centipede's long tail rose up from the ground and tore into pieces the east room where the demon sword was enshrined. Amidst the loud noise, the candle fell to the ground, flames instantly ignited, and the situation was out of control.

The servants were screaming, and the master was running for his life. The samurai picked up their swords to protect the living people, and then set up a battle formation to fight, only to find that the monsters were well prepared, and they were no match at all.

The evil spirit of the cow ghost can scare away the monsters outside the city, but it cannot stop the threats underground. Evil ghosts can enter the city along the wells, and so can centipedes.

As long as a blow hits the flying cow ghost's ribs, the spreading evil spirit will be temporarily restrained. This gap is enough for the monsters to drive straight in and feast on human flesh and blood.

Fifty years, exactly fifty years!

Inuyama Castle has been cultivating and recuperating for three generations. The city is full of living people and they are so fat. The monsters will never let go of this opportunity to eat.

"Fire arrows!" the warrior roared, and hundreds of arrows were fired.

However, no matter how sharp the weapons are, they cannot withstand the thick skin of monsters; no matter how fearless the warriors are, they cannot withstand too many monsters.

Inuyama Castle has been stable under the protection of the demon sword for too long. Human beings have become dependent on evil spirits and have lost the ability to deal with emergencies. Apart from shouting and waiting for death, it is useless...

Sparks and arrows fell on various rooftops, and tongues of fire began to devour life.

At this moment, everyone is busy with themselves, who will remember the half-demon mother and son in the northwest room?

"Inuyasha! Don't leave my side!"

Izayoi wrapped Enichi with a fire rat fur, picked him up and ran outside. She did not leave the yard immediately, but turned around and found the residence of Granny Qianharu, wanting to take the old man with her to run for her life.

Unfortunately, Chiharu was old and could not withstand the damage caused by the smoke. She fainted and died at the door, covering her mouth and nose, and could not be awakened.

"Qianharu, Granny Qianharu!" Izayoi called sadly.

"Mrs. Izayoi, run quickly!" Mingjia urged, not because he was cold-blooded and ignored Qianharu, but because he really couldn't save her.

How should a weak woman, a little half-demon and a flea spirit rescue a fainting person when attacked by monsters and surrounded by fire?

"You still have Master Inuyasha! Think of him more, or he will be buried here if you don't run away!"

Another roar came, and the screams became more and more shrill. Izayoi stood up with a white face and took trembling steps. At this moment, the child in her arms made a sound.

"Mother, let me down." Yuan could have broken away from her arms, but he was afraid of hurting her, so he didn't move.

His calm tone seemed to have a magical power, instantly soothing Izayoi's anxious and anxious heart.

"Mom, please stay and take care of Granny Qianharu. Leave the rest to me, okay?"

Izayoi lowered her head and looked into Yuanyi's golden eyes. At this moment, she seemed to see her lost lover through him, and the familiar sense of security came over her, almost making her cry.

"No, Inuyasha, you..."

"I am a half-demon, mother." Yuanyi gently broke away from her hand and dropped it to the ground, "Trust me."

He is always different from others.

After saying this, Yuanyi took two steps back, turned around and rushed towards the place where the smell of blood was the strongest.

Ming Jia was so frightened that he jumped up and down. He had run away for his life before, but now - he saw with his own eyes that the grown-up young master was going to die, and he had to stop him! What a good kid, how should he follow him if he burps?

Master, tell me?

He can only commit seppuku...

"Ah!" The beam collapsed, and Ming Jia screamed.

Unexpectedly, the usually silent young master avoided the blazing fire and quickly walked through it, with agility that was completely different from that of a child.

Yuanyi sided to avoid the deflected arrow, and the moment he landed on the ground, his toes stepped on the handle of a waist knife.

The waist knife flew up due to the force, and Yuan held it without looking. Then, he killed the monster closest to him in a straight line, adjusted his breathing, and evoked the movements that penetrated into the bone marrow in his previous life——

【Breath of the Sun·Shape of One·Wound Dance!】

The waist knife rotated, cutting a circle of bloody flames. The sharp edge grazed the monster's neck, and cut off its head like tofu.

At that time, the monster's expression was still fixed on a sinister smile, but it could no longer make a sound.

When its body fell to the ground, the three rescued warriors gasped violently. They were just trying to see who had saved their lives, but they didn't expect that what caught their eyes was a child with three heads.

With golden eyes and silver hair, snow-white dog ears, and a flame-like demon pattern on his forehead, this is... the one who lives in the northwest house... half, half demon?

Shocked their whole family for a hundred years!

Is the half-demon who is called an ominous thing actually such a ruthless character? Ah! Can he kill a big monster with a single blow without being tall enough?

But the one who was more shocked than them was Ming Jia, who was completely confused!

The three-year-old half-demon angrily chopped off the monster's head. Was he wrong, or was the world wrong? The monsters died one after another, and the sword was immediately scrapped. The tall samurai fell, and only the little half-demon was still fighting.

"Master Inuyasha, are you human?"

Yuanyi: "No." He is now a half-demon.

After receiving the affirmative answer, Mingjia immediately felt at ease, it was just a matter of fact.

Well, it just feels like something is wrong?

…

Sesshomaru was a step too slow. When he landed, Inuyama Castle was already burning.

Monsters entered the city to devour humans, and the humans who became food fled in a hurry. Screams were heard endlessly, and the smell of burnt flesh filled the air.

The miserable state of the world is nothing more than this.

Seeing this, Sesshomaru just watched indifferently. Even if a half-demon of the same bloodline was trapped in the city, he had no intention of helping.

In the world of monsters, weakness is the original sin.

If the half-demon survives, sooner or later he will be hunted endlessly because of the scent of his blood. It is better to die in infancy than to live in a humble way.

Since he was born in the sea of ​​fire, it would be the luck of the half-demon to die in the sea of ​​fire.

With this thought in mind, Sesshomaru flew towards the direction of the Mishima samurai family. For the sake of his bloodline, he didn't mind showing mercy and taking the time to witness the death of the half-demon with his own eyes.

The centipede demon is still going wild, and the offenders are eating as much as they want. The ribs of the cow demon are stuck alone in the ruins, exuding an ominous evil atmosphere.

"It's really pitiful." Sesshomaru commented.

The demon sword forged from the ribs of the great demon is just a sword the moment it becomes a sword. As a sword, it does not need the sacrifice of humans, but the use of a strong person.

However, human beings are extremely stupid, fearing that it will rely on it to maintain it, but they will not allow it to drink blood to prove its reputation. It has been in the dust for more than fifty years, and the resentment of the knife has almost turned into a tangible curse...

But Sesshomaru was not interested in this sword, all he wanted was the Tetsuya.

Not long after, he found the half-demon - a small cub huddled in the fire rat fur, being held by his frail human mother to escape.

He has silver hair, golden eyes, and demonic lines, but his pair of dog ears are too ridiculous.

A half-demon is a half-demon, can't he even escape? He actually has to rely on human strength to escape in the sea of ​​fire, which really ruins the blood of the White Dog clan.

However, as soon as Sesshomaru finished defining it, he was caught off guard.

The half-demon broke away from his mother's arms and disappeared into the fire. The little one, not even as high as his knees, rushed into the bloody killing ground and killed the first monster neatly!

One stroke, clean and beautiful.

The movements were not sloppy, even Sesshomaru had to say "not bad" after seeing it.

The sword was successful and the blade rolled up. The half-demon avoided the attack with a short body and rolled around in the gap due to its small size, taking advantage of the situation to conserve its strength and take advantage of the opportunity to hunt monsters.

It looked like it wasn't very aggressive, but it was actually very lethal. The half-demon succeeded one after another, which surprised him a little.

"Half-demon..." Sesshomaru's golden eyes widened slightly, and then returned to normal. Sesshomaru, who had been fighting strong opponents for many years, only took a moment to see Enichi's expertise and weaknesses.

It must be said that this half-demon is very talented in the use of knives, but he is stupid because he only knows how to use knives.

Even if he only inherited half of the white dog's bloodline, he should still have some wildness of the monster. But what about him, where are the teeth? Where are the claws? Where is the wildness of the monster?

The half-demon uses human habits to fight, but completely ignores the instinct and power of the demon. What a waste of blood!

What a waste...

"Master Inuyasha, don't! Don't get close to the bull demon!" Mingga shouted, "Even if the master is a genius, you can't control the evil spirit of the bull demon now! Your sanity will be swallowed up by the knife!"

The centipede demon was chasing after him, and with the tip of his nose twitching, he ran straight in the direction of the cow ghost.

"But, I don't have a knife that can be used." Yuan said.

For some reason, when he let go and used the Breath of the Sun, ordinary weapons could no longer withstand his power. He had killed many monsters and destroyed one sword after another. Using ordinary weapons would only be detrimental to him.

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Mingjia burst into tears. He suddenly realized that the young master wanted a real knife, one that could cut down monsters, not a toy!

"Master, let's run away! Niu Gui is a big demon. Even if he only has one rib left, he is still..." Strong? Eh?

Yuanyi landed next to the demon sword, stretched out his hand in an ordinary way, and held it in an ordinary way. In an instant, the evil spirit of Niu Gui's rolling was completely restrained, and the white blade actually glowed with a trace of scarlet.

The three-headed half-demon was not even as high as the sword, so he suppressed it and suppressed the evil spirit of the ox-ghost!

Mingjia, who watched the live broadcast at close range:...

Sesshomaru, who watched the entire fight from a distance:...

The next second, Yuanyi held the handle of the knife with both hands and exhaled white air. Suddenly, his body sank and he jumped into the air, flipping the blade and slashing at the Baizu who was coming.
To be continued...