The dead body was broken, but the dead body was broken.

Dou Ma watched the scene silently, and although he still had a smile on his face, he vaguely realized that the "salvation" he had originally believed in seemed to be as empty as the so-called gods and Buddhas.

Looking at Niwa Jyouki who fell to the ground and tried desperately to stand up but couldn't because of excessive blood loss and weakness, he was already a little stronger than when he fought with him that day.

Forget it, save him.

Douma ran over from behind a rock in the distance, as if he had just arrived, showing false sadness and worry:

"I'm really worried about you. If you die, I will be heartbroken."

After he finished pretending to say this, Niwa Jyouki urged him, "Stop acting, go chase that evil ghost!"

"You're too much. How can you say I'm acting?"

As Douma said this, he took out a bandage to treat his wound, and sighed in his heart that the human body is still too fragile.

"Don't worry about me! Go chase that ghost!"

Niwa Jyouki shouted anxiously, and Douma looked at him with a smile.

Niwa Jyouki felt uncomfortable being looked at: "Don't stare at me."

He always felt that Xu Wu's smile seemed a little familiar at this time, and it was not a good feeling. How could it be possible?

Xu Wu was just a child who had just joined the Demon Slayer Corps and was working hard to kill demons.

"Xu Xing went to stop him."

Hearing this, Niwa Jingqing finally breathed a sigh of relief, but then hurriedly reminded: "He is very strong! Xu Xing can't deal with it alone, you go and help him!"

Dou Ma looked at him with a smile: "I will save you first, can you die?"

Niwa Jingqing was silent.

On the other side, Muzan had already caught up with Kokushibo.

Kokushibo had an indescribable expression on his face, looking back and forth at the "ghost king" in front of him, crazy?

Or stupid?

Why are you wearing the uniform of the Demon Slayer Corps!

And holding the Nichirin Sword!

"Come on, let's fight with the Nichirin Sword!"

Muzan was eager to try.

Kokushibo was simply, what the hell!

(╯°Д°)╯︵┻━┻

"Lord Muzan, I don't have time to play with you now."

But after saying that, Muzan smiled and drew out the Nichirin Sword: "This is not up to you!"

"Murakage! Send me away!"

"Murakage! Do you dare to send him away?!"

"Kibutsuji Muzan! Are you too idle!"

Kuroshibo was forced to grit his teeth and block Muzan's attack, and then slashed at him.

"I'm just too idle, so what?"

Muzan caught his attack, twisted his wrist, bounced off the blade, and then slashed down.

Kuroshibo took a deep breath and fought!

The two men's swords flashed It was flashing around, and the human eye couldn't see it clearly. In a few seconds, he swung hundreds and thousands of times, and only the dense sound of metal collision could be heard.

But Muzan was a demon king after all. He couldn't beat him with Tsugikoku Yoriichi. Even if Yoriichi was cheating, Kokushibo, no!

The situation became clearer as time went by, and Kokushibo was finding it increasingly difficult to resist Muzan's increasingly fast and fierce attacks.

Seeing that he couldn't resist anymore, Muzan Kibutsuji mercilessly slashed his Nichirin sword towards his neck.

The next moment, Muzan suddenly paused, and without dodging, he was slashed hard in the chest by Kokushibo , the wound was hideous and horrible.

He looked painful, covering the wound on his chest, but it kept bleeding, and took a half step back weakly:

"Why are you so strong?"

Then, in the expression of the old man on the subway and the mobile phone of Kokushibo, he fell to the ground, and the Nichirin sword in his hand was thrown aside.

Then, Kokushibo saw Upper Six wearing the uniform of the Demon Slayer Corps, holding the Nichirin sword, crying with a fake face like wearing a mask, and "sadly" waving the sword towards him: "I want to avenge my brother!"

Kokushibo: Subway, old man, mobile phone.

Then, in his own confusion, he was teleported to by Naruto. Infinite Castle.

"Damn it! He ran away!"

They were quickly sent back to the Ubuyashiki base. Muzan was lying on the hospital bed and said to Ubuyashiki Teruzumi who came to visit:

"Although he ran away, I got some information.

Muzan Muzan Muzan defined the strongest twelve demons as the twelve demon moons, divided into upper and lower strings. That demon is the upper string, and should be the strongest demon except Muzan."

Yuichi is nothing, that's a wall hanging.

Ubuyashiki Teruzumi smiled gently: "You did a good job, we will definitely kill the evil demon!"

Muzan smiled.

Douma was on the side, he just watched, watching Muzan

How long can the sad master act?

Akagi Rie also ran over to visit the two.

She always knew that they were both very pitiful, and their parents were killed by evil spirits at a young age.

But they used their flesh and blood to block the evil spirits, preventing more people from falling into tragedy.

Although they were bearing such a heavy past, they always smiled. Xu Xing was even more so. He was always so considerate and cared about everyone. Although Xu Wu had no emotions, he always kept a smile.

Looking at Xu Xing sitting on the bed reading seriously, and Xu Wu who was always smiling, I felt more and more distressed for these two "only fifteen" children.

In fact, at this time, Muzan was reminding Jiguo Yuichi:

"Kuroshibo ran away!

I heard that you were going to find him, so you ran away!

Are you happy?

Are you happy?"

(¯∀¯)

Jifu Taro, who was fiddling with the new sickle, and Xiaomei, who was following behind, looked over curiously.

Seeing with the naked eye, Yuichi's face was not very good, and he seemed to want to hit someone.

Xiaomei was so scared that she hid behind Jifu Taro, and then raised her head and whispered to her brother:

"Brother, what's wrong with brother Yuichi?"

Jifu Taro was unhappy: "You should call Yuichi uncle."

Only I am Xiaomei's brother!

ψ(`∇´)ψ

Only on the other side, Muzan began to "threaten" Kokushibo.

"Kokushibo, shall I let Naruto send you to Yuichi?"

(ಡωಡ)

Kuroshibo looked very unhappy in the Infinite Castle:

"Lord Muzan, just play your own game in the Demon Slayer Corps, don't get involved in this!"

He needs to see Yuichi, but not now!

"Tsk, no, no, what's the point of being fierce."

Muzan started to contact Yoriichi again: "Your elder brother doesn't seem to want to see you, do you want me to tell you where he is?"

"No need, my brother will come to see me when he wants to."

Well, Muzan felt boring, the two brothers are connected, right?

Mingnu looked at the murderous Kokushibo, and finally received a notice from Muzan. She hurriedly sent Kokushibo out, fearing that Kokushibo would be angry with Muzan and lose his mind, and directly attack her.

Then, the peaceful days returned.

Muzan's life in the Demon Slayer Corps was extremely comfortable.

Because of his gentle personality, good looks and smile on his face, he was like a fish in water in the Demon Slayer Corps.

Douma and Sugiura Tomoaki fought. For safety reasons, Niwa Jyouki watched from the side, so that if they got really angry, he could stop them at any time.

But as the two fought, Niwa Jyousei's brows became more and more furrowed, and he looked thoughtful and extremely serious.

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