Demon Slayer: I became Tanjiro’s sister

Black Death Mu's face was dead, and Qianxia's behavior could be said to have firmly bound herself to him.

He can abandon the false crying god to break free from the shackles of one hand by the shameful method of breaking his arm, but Chinatsu's other hand is holding the sword in his body, which can be described as a double yoke.

Black Death Mu struggled hard, just like the Nest Seat in the Infinite Train chapter, but it was actually more dangerous than the Nest Seat at that time.

He didn't want to die, he became a ghost in the first place to make himself stronger, in order to be able to catch up with Enichi's unreachable figure, but now this goal has not been completed and even Enichi's figure is still so unreachable, he is unwilling!

Countless crescent sword qi hit Qianxia's body, and the expression on Qianxia's face was still the same, which made Black Death Mou have a sense of powerlessness to punch the cotton.

"Get out of my way!! The

area centered on Chinata and Black Death Mu seemed to have become a hell on earth, which made Miri, Tanjiro and the others who had already arrived inaccessible.

In this dense crescent sword qi, only two figures could be vaguely seen, and Mi Li's shocked hand covered her mouth.

"Breathing Sword Technique? What genre? I don't know at all, could it be that it was a swordsman who fought with Chinata?!" said Miri in disbelief.

"No, it's definitely a

ghost!" Tanjiro looked solemn, his nose was very sensitive, and although there was sword qi breathing sword skills everywhere, a very strong ghost aura came from the center of this sword qi.

The Nikki knife in Tanjiro's hand was trembling slightly, he wanted to go over and help, but under the bloody sword qi like a slaughterhouse, he couldn't find a chance to rush in, and a deep sense of powerlessness welled up from his heart.

"Sister... Please be fine..."

Time passed by minute by minute, and the sun and sunlight that gradually rose from behind Black Death Mu continued to pass through the shelter of the woods, about to hit Black Death Mou and Chinatsu's body.

No, it had already shone on Black Death Mou's body

, although it was only a little, but there was indeed a ray of sunlight hitting his back.

It was a pain that was indescribable, and Black Death let out a scream of pain, and under such severe pain he focused all his spirit on the regeneration of the flesh.

Regenerate! Regenerate! Regenerate!

Give me regeneration!!

I am a ghost, I have a superior body than humans, I can live longer than humans, I can regenerate my flesh to always maintain the best physical state, I can use a long time to constantly hone my sword skills............

I am a ghost, I can still regenerate!!

strong obsession sounded in the heart of Black Death Mou, who was constantly generating pieces of flesh while being illuminated by the sun, trying to regenerate himself faster than the speed of being burned.

If he can do it, not to mention whether his strength can surpass the ghost king without misery, at least he has become an existence that is not miserable and envious, and he has to call you big brother in turn.

Fantasy is beautiful, the sun is cruel.

Under the scorching sun and the influence of the sword inserted in his chest, the regeneration speed of his piece of flesh could not keep up, and the black death Mu gritted his teeth unwillingly, and his defeated body gradually broke away from the surface of the human race and changed in the direction of a real monster.

However, Chinatsu was not frightened by this change in Black Death Mu, because under the rays of the sun, whatever he did was futile, and the more he struggled, the uglier he could only become.

"Regeneration ... Continue to regenerate... I'm a ghost..." Black

Death Mou's eyes trembled, and suddenly a familiar but unfamiliar voice seemed to ring in his ears.

[Is my brother's dream of becoming the strongest samurai in the country?]

Whose voice is this?

It was his voice, the origin of his childhood.

[I also want to become as powerful as my brother, then I will be the second strongest samurai in this country, I will work hard!]

Ji Guoichi seemed to appear in front of him, his cheeks were full of the word innocence, and the good time of the two brothers came to his mind one by one.

But in reality, he was still being burned by the sun, and the strong pain made him jump out of the good memories, and his hideous posture could not be described by the word "samurai".

Black Death Mou looked at Qianxia in front of him, and the figure of Kokuichi in his gaze gradually emerged from Qianxia's body.

[How pathetic, brother.]

What an ugly gesture he was at this moment, although there was no mirror for him to see his embarrassed and hideous appearance at the moment, but he was his own flesh after all, he was just deceiving himself and not really stupid.

Right now, when it is a foregone conclusion to be burned by the sun and defeated, bear the ugly strength of this ugly body.

Wretched...... Lamentable...... Shame..........

Did I live in the world for hundreds of years in order to become like this, because I simply didn't want to lose, so I even hesitated to become a man-eating monster, or did I choose to devour other people's lives and become stronger because I wanted to become stronger?

Enichi, I just want to become you, even if it's just close to you to be able to see your back, but I can't get to your side, even after becoming a ghost, I can't come to you.

It's not the transparent world, but the world that belongs to the strong as you see, I want to see the world you see, why you are so good, why I just want to stand with you and can't do it.

With your "hatred", after you die, Lord Wu Miserable and I will kill all those who know the breath of the sun, obviously they have achieved this point, why do you still have an heir.

Why can't I leave anything behind

? Why can't I be anyone

? Why am I so different from you

? What am I born for?

Tell me, Enichi!"

"You, who have been envious of the sun all your life, have forgotten that the moon is also a unique existence.

Suddenly, Qianxia, who had been silent, opened her mouth, she couldn't read minds and didn't know what Black Death Mou was thinking now, but she just suddenly wanted to say this.

Hearing these words, Black Death Mou's original hideous expression instantly froze.

He fell silent, the original regeneration of full fire also stopped, and his back was burned by the sun, but such a piercing pain did not bring a different color to the face of Black Death Mou at this moment.

"Sorry, I'm really not the reincarnation of Enichi, but I believe that Enichi won't hate you, go to hell to atone for your sins, maybe your brothers will have a chance to see each other again, at that time you don't hide your feelings anymore, let's have a good chat between brothers.................."