In the end, Hua Yan still went out with a small and tender face that had not fully developed.
Respect was something that she had to earn herself,
It was useless to rely on her face.
Moreover, Hua Yan did not think that there was anything wrong with her face,
Her face when she grew up was Isaidar's face,
That face was enough to deter people,
There was also a lot of trouble,
It was really not worth the loss.
— — at least Hua Yan believed that a beautiful little sister would rather see a cute little sister than a woman who could suppress the audience.
The western country was hidden in the depths of the forest of giant trees,
It was said to be a country,
In fact, the scale was just a human city,
But because the western country represented a kind of rule,
So it had a lot of say in the world of monsters.
On the way to the western country, Hua Yan strongly observed some plants that had cultivated into spirits. It seemed that it was very difficult for the plants in this world to cultivate into a human form. Their strength was proportional to their age. At most, they could cultivate a consciousness, but they did not have the ability to act on their own.
For example, the human-faced fruit tree and Pu Xianweng.
Hua Yan had basically brought all the swords she could bring with her on this trip, so no one was left behind in Honmaru. Hua Yan, who had made up her mind to broaden the horizons of her swords, directly sealed the area with a barrier so that she could return as soon as possible.
Funerary Deities were low-level gods,
They were different from monsters in terms of their foundation. When Hua Yan crossed the swamp with such a large group of highly lethal weapons, it could be said that there was a "whoosh" sound.
The result of the great momentum was that people mistakenly thought that she was here to cause trouble. Before Hua Yan reached the western country,
However, he was stopped by a large white dog that descended from the sky.
Hua Yan looked up at the mountain-like dog that was a thousand feet tall,
Its hair was thick and slightly curly,
Da Gouzi, whose eyes were scarlet, clapped his hands and sighed. "Good dog, one look and you can tell that it's good at scratching cats."
Funerary Deities: "..." I feel like it's cursing people.
The good Dogtooth Of Bahasa: "…" That was a f * cking insult.
Hua Yan did not care what her saber and the Dogtooth Of Bahasa thought. Excited, Hua Yan took out her sledgehammer, which she had not used for a long time. She leaped into the air and roared at the Dogtooth Of Bahasa.
"The dog in front! You've been surrounded. Hand over your wife if you know what's good for you! "
Funerary Deities: "… = mouth =!"
The Dogtooth Of Bahasa: "… = blood =!!!"
Zong San Zuo Language: "… → _ →"
Thus, without saying a single word, they began to quarrel.
Hua Yan waved her small hand. The sledgehammer, which was originally very incompatible with her body shape, turned into a small mountain. It smashed down on the Shōgun Inu's head with a loud bang.
The Dogtooth Of Bahasa, whose head was smashed, flew into a rage. He opened his mouth and shot out a series of laser beams. However, Hua Yan had a petite body. She shrunk her sledgehammer and rolled it into the Shōgun Inu's big white fur. Then, she used the sledgehammer to smash down on the Shōgun Inu's head again.
After a few rounds of this, the Shōgun Inu, who was used to fighting thousands of soldiers by himself, finally turned back into his human form. He held a large machete and ran towards Hua Yan.
Hua Yan flung the sledgehammer away. She decisively rolled up her sleeves and also ran towards the Shōgun Inu.
Everyone held their breaths as they stared at the upcoming quarrel between the flower and the dog. Some even subconsciously put their hands on the hilt of their machete to save their king.
"Big brother, die!"
Hua Yan took advantage of her short stature. She crouched down and hugged the two legs of the Shōgun Inu. Then, she threw the two meters tall burly man into the air and laughed out loud.
"What the f * ck, hahaha, you actually grew so fat?! Samoyed didn't expect you to be so capable. You even became the Shōgun Inu of the West?! "
The Funerary Deities in the crowd: "…"
They silently retracted their hands from the hilt of their machete. They even covered their mouths and coughed lightly to hide their embarrassment.
If they were worried about their king, they would be f * cking idiots.
The dog who was thrown was very angry. He didn't want to play with this stupid flower. Thus, when he was caught and thrown into the air again, he chose to turn back into his original form. =
With a loud bang, the Pipi Hua was directly flattened by the huge dog.
The Funerary Deities in the crowd: "…"
The big white dog succeeded in his attack and quickly dug a hole. His hands almost left afterimages in the air. It seemed like he wanted to take advantage of the situation and bury the stupid flower alive in the hole.
— — Unfortunately, as the saying goes, as the saying goes, the devil is ten. =
In the next second, countless thorny vines sprang out from the ground. They decisively tied the big white dog up and hung him up. Special? A few roses bloomed in the other's white fur. =
The big white dog wilted. Hua Yan, who was intoxicated by her success, jumped out of the ground. She stomped in front of the big white dog and patted his huge paw. Then, she turned around and introduced him to everyone.
"Come, come, come. This is Samoyed, the legendary smiling angel. He was brought home by my sister for a period of time. We can be considered old acquaintances."
After saying that, Hua Yan pressed on the big white dog's wet nose and said in a rhythmic tone, "Samo, you're so cute! Why did you change your name to Shōgun Inu or Dogtooth Of Bahasa?! Don't you like the name Little Angel? "
The big white dog opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of dog breath. However, it was useless. Instead, Pipi Hua swung her iron hammer and gave him a good beating.
The large white dog transformed back into its human form. It raised its saber and chopped off the thorns that were surrounding it. After the dust and smoke from the battle dispersed, a handsome young man with a snow-white fur draped over his shoulders and an elegant temperament walked out from within the smoke.
The man looked at Hua Yan with displeasure. He fiercely bared his teeth and said, "I'm a Silver Fox Hound, not a Samoyed. Don't call me such a disgusting name!"
"What does it matter?! A Samoyed is more expensive than a Silver Fox now! " Not only did Hua Yan not feel guilty for mistaking someone else's breed, she even said righteously, "Didn't you also mistake me for a Chinese rose?!"
The man roared back, "What's wrong with Chinese roses?! The queen of Chinese roses is beautiful and gentle, unlike you, a violent flower! "
Hua Yan angrily flipped the dog, "What's wrong with Samoyed?! A Samoyed Smiling Angel is sweet and stupid, unlike you, a stupid dog! "
Without saying another word, they started fighting again.
When the two of them finally calmed down, it was already two hours later. The man sat aside with a body full of thorns. Hua Yan buried her broken branches and leaves in Theta Sagittarii's arms while crying.
Theta Sagittarii patted the Pipi Flower expressionlessly. He looked at Shōgun Inu, who was bald on the left and right. If it weren't for his thick hair, he probably wouldn't have been able to maintain his handsome appearance. He couldn't help but sigh deeply.
After the two of them calmed down and had a good conversation, the knife spirits in Honmaru realized that their lord and the Western General had known each other since they were children.
It wasn't quite right to say that it was a child. It should be said that it was a heavily injured dog demon that had been chased out of its clan by its heartless and unreasonable parents before reaching adulthood, and a rose that had just escaped death and lost its god base and had withered for a long time.
Childhood sweethearts, if they weren't enemies, then they were enemies. At that time, as two patients who were also picked up by Sakura Ogami, Hua Yan and Shōgun Inu hated each other and fought for many years.
At that time, Shōgun Inu was still a very soft and cute little puppy, while Hua Yan was still a very tall and cold rose. Their common owner was Sakura Ogami.
Sakura Ogami had a calm temperament and followed the will of the heavens. She was gentle and cold, and was extremely stubborn about rules and systems. However, as long as she didn't violate the rules, she was willing to lend a helping hand and save some lives that hadn't died yet.
Hua Yan was a plant demon, so she naturally received special treatment. As for Shōgun Inu, although he was just a puppy that was picked up, his domain consciousness had already formed. He naturally didn't have a good impression of this flower demon who suddenly appeared in his territory and stole most of his master's love. Coincidentally, at that time, Hua Yan was disheartened because she hadn't condensed a natural Divinity. She was in an extremely irritable state, so fighting became a natural thing.
In order to fight for the love of their master, the two of them did all sorts of crazy things. In the end, they went too far and Sakura Ogami found out that their injuries had already healed.
As mentioned earlier, Sakura Ogami was a flower that followed the will of the heavens. Thus, when she found out that her two patients had fully recovered and that their injuries were caused by fighting, she coldly and mercilessly threw the flower and dog out of the door.
The puppy was naturally thrown back into the forest, and Hua Yan was thrown back into the Plant Clan to be taught by Grandpa Old Song.
A straight man was forced to leave the goddess in his heart who was as gentle as the white moonlight.
A face lover was forced to leave the beautiful and soft girl to face the wrinkled face of An Old Pine Tree.
— — It was an irreconcilable hatred.
"I heard that you married the princess of the West Kingdom, Cold Moonlit Night?" On the way to the Plant Clan's residence, Hua Yan walked gracefully with the Hundred Butterfly Fan in her hand. "How does my wife look? Tell me about it. Is she beautiful? Is she beautiful? "
Shōgun Inu obviously understood Hua Yan's personality very well. He immediately sneered and said sarcastically, "Beauty isn't yours."
Hua Yan ignored his sarcasm and only listened to what she wanted to hear. She immediately tilted her head and said, "So she's very beautiful? A marriage of love or a political one? "
This time, Shōgun Inu didn't say anything. The entire dog was silent.
Hua Yan, who also knew this dog's personality, immediately understood. She clicked her tongue and said, "It seems like the strong and the strong are working together?"
Shōgun Inu was a standard Japanese man from the Heian period. He was brave and decisive, brave and good at fighting, and had responsibility. Anyone who saw him couldn't help but praise him as an indomitable man. But it was a pity that he had all the advantages and disadvantages that a man should have. For example, he was gentle and affectionate. If he wasn't careful, it was easy for his feelings to overflow. Moreover, he liked the kind of gentle and virtuous wife who was gentle like water, comfortable in the house, and intelligent.
— — A strong woman, a female overlord, and a strong woman were definitely existences that he should stay away from.
This was also the main reason why Hua Yan and he had been fighting for so many years. Both of them were extremely beautiful, but they didn't like each other and became quarrelsome lovers.
It couldn't be helped. They weren't each other's type. Not to mention, there was a gentle and cold beauty by their side at the time, Sakura Ogami. The two of them only disliked each other and didn't have any feelings for each other.
But there was nothing they could do even if they didn't like each other. In the world of monsters, the strong were respected. If Shōgun Inu had ambitions at the beginning of his rise but didn't have the power to sweep away everything, then naturally, he would need a wife who was equally strong and could stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
Hua Yan recalled the plot in the anime. This time, the word "disdain" was written clearly on her face. She clicked her tongue until Shōgun Inu's expression turned sour. Only then did she slowly return to Theta Sagittarii's side.
Under Shōgun Inu's lead, the group smoothly arrived at the tribe's headquarters. Only then did Hua Yan realize that the so-called "West Country" actually referred to the Kansai region of Japan. It wasn't a country that had been established like humans.
It was just that Shōgun Inu had swept through the entire Kansai region and had now become the leader of all the monsters in the Kansai region. That was why it was called the West Country. The Dogtooth Of Bahasa was also respectfully called "Shōgun Inu."
"What's your situation now? Why are you leading so many Funerary Deities? " Shōgun Inu felt a headache when he saw the Knife Deities behind Hua Yan. If he really brought so many mobile weapons into the West Country, it would definitely cause panic among the tribe. Not to mention anything else, his own wife would definitely give him a good scolding. Moreover, he didn't give her a show of strength. Instead, it made this violent flower even more arrogant.
"I'm a part-time God's Inquisitor." Hua Yan casually said, "Don't worry, we're not here to cause trouble. It's just that we might be living in the Kansai region for many years to come, so we wanted to give you a heads up in advance."
"Oh?" Shōgun Inu raised his eyebrows. Thinking of this flower's rich collection, he rudely said, "Where's the greeting gift?"
Hua Yan looked at Shōgun Inu up and down and said with a face full of disgust, "I prepared beautiful jewelry for your wife, but not for you. Tsk, I'm not interested in rough men."
Although he already knew this person's nature, Shōgun Inu's veins were still bulging. He stretched out his hand and mocked, "Oh, you've always liked beauties. Now that you have so many beauties, are you satisfied?"
Hua Yan looked at Shōgun Inu's finger. The Knife Deities of Honmaru, who had been underestimated by the dog, all put on their most beautiful poses and smiled "amiably" at this silly dog.
Hua Yan silently lit a candle for this silly dog. He was only a few hundred years old, but he still wanted to challenge these sesame like thousand-year-old knives. In the future, he would definitely be tortured by this silly dog.
Hua Yan smiled and covered her face with her fan. She reached out and picked up Theta Sagittarii's little hand, and said sarcastically, "I'm different from a certain dog who married into the family. I've really found a beauty that I like, and I've decided to spend the rest of my life with her."
Shōgun Inu: "… Haha."
# Let the little dog of friendship die. #
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