Demon Slayer Is The Strongest Demon King

"I've tried my best to live, but I still can't..."

"Just let me die quietly

!" "I'm really looking forward to what Miss Zhushi will become!"

"Whose voice is this...?"

...... I remember, it's the voice of Onimai Tsuji!"

"It's him...

"Yamato, Yuto, I'm not dead yet!"

The sunken soul finally broke free from the state of confusion and returned to being a conscious monster.

"Hmm... This smell...!"

Zhu Shi covered her head and slowly opened her eyes, a strong smell of blood lingered around her, but she didn't feel repulsed, and even liked the smell of blood.

Soon, she noticed something strange about herself.

"Blood, why is there blood...?"

she looked at her hand, deeply confused, and in front of her, there was a pool of congealed blood, and in the blood could be seen a small arm, a head, and the clothes that she

remembered so much.

"And people?"

Zhu Shi's whole person was like a thunderbolt from the sky, her eyes were dull and she looked at her husband who only had her head left, and in the next second, a large number of memories emerged from her mind.

It was the inhumane crime she committed after losing her mind and becoming a monster, her own husband and most importantly son were eaten by herself, and there were many other people she knew before.

"I did all this?" Zhu

Shi muttered, trying to deceive herself, but the memory was so deep that it reminded her that she was the culprit, the murderer.

"Ahh Ahh!!

h

"Yamato!Yuto!!" Zhu

Shi rushed forward, carefully holding her husband's head in her arms, and immediately ran to her child's side, leaving her with only that immature head.

"I'm

sorry!I'm sorry!!!"

"It's all my fault!" "It's all my fault

!!" "It's all my fault!! I shouldn't

have chosen that path!

Zhu Shi hugged her relatives while constantly repeating the words of apology, at this moment her relatives are all dead, only she survives, she regrets it very much, regrets it very much, regrets that she is too obsessed with wanting to live.

"I should have honestly chosen to die!!" "It's all my fault!!" "

I'm too greedy!"

she just cried and repented, constantly blaming herself for her mistakes, and causing it all to be her greed.

"I thought that Miss Zhu Shi should be able to regain her senses in a day or two, so I thought about coming over to take a look, but I didn't think that she would really come to her senses, which is really good.

Cheng Hao quietly appeared behind Zhu Shi, and his tone was still the same as usual.

Zhu Shi didn't look back, and he could guess what kind of expression Cheng Hao was, it was an extremely hypocritical smile and an attitude of disregard for life.

After becoming an inhuman monster, Zhu Shi was finally able to see a little bit of Cheng Hao's hidden true face.

"You're all responsible for this, aren't you? What are you trying to do when you come to me? I don't have anything to worry about. "

Why, why did you make

me like this?" "Do you just want to see me like this?"

"Do you see it now, are you satisfied?"

Zhu Shi turned his head and glared at Cheng Hao, full of anger and puzzlement. Zhu Shi wanted to rush up and fight with Cheng Hao, but when this thought came to his mind, his whole body immediately stiffened and he couldn't move, and only his head could move a little.

"There are so many questions, how should I answer you?"

Cheng Hao pretended to be distressed.

"Don't put on your fake look, it makes me very sick to watch. Since

the ability to speak has not been deprived, then Zhu Shi is naturally unceremoniously scolding the other party, and if he makes the other party angry and kills himself, it is the best ending.

"I know what you're thinking, Miss Zhushi, it's a pity that simple words don't work for me, I won't kill you, after all, your encounter with me is the guide of fate.

Cheng Hao didn't care, and still smiled at Zhu Shi.

"Any guidance of fate is nothing but your deceitful rhetoric.

"It's normal for Miss Zhu Shi not to believe it, but I believe that in the vast sea of people, I just met you, a beautiful woman with rich medical resources, which is undoubtedly the guidance of fate. "

By the way, I haven't answered Miss Zhushi's question yet. With that

, Cheng Hao returned the topic to the original question that Zhu Shi asked angrily.

"If you want to treat Miss Zhushi's terminal illness, you are sincere, and you can feel how healthy and powerful your body is at the moment.

"If you had told me at the beginning that I would become such a man-eating monster and that I would have killed my husband and children with my own hands, then I would have said that I would have no choice, and I would rather die of a terminal illness.

Zhu Shi's gentle eyes were full of anger at the moment.

"Miss Zhushi, the road is your own choice, no matter what the result is, it is inevitable, there is no free lunch in the world, and there is no gratuitous favor, since you want to live, then there will be people who can't live, the world is so simple and cruel. "

You guy.... From the beginning, from the beginning, you should have told me what the consequences would be!"

"Isn't the outcome of what choice people make also unpredictable?"

Cheng Hao said softly.

"Some have received my blood and have died because they have not been able to bear this favor, some have become unintelligent monsters and have been defeated by humans, and some have broken free from their predatory instincts and become powerful predators.

"Listen, Miss Zhu Shi, people behave differently depending on their choices. At the end of the day, the choice is never in my hands, but in those of you who have received my blood.

Cheng Hao showed an innocent look and looked at Zhu Shi, who was motionless and immovable.

"What you said is just crooked reasoning, sophistry and crooked words!"

"Miss Zhu Shi, whether it is a crooked reason or the truth, after all, everyone's choice is different, and the cognition is different, since you have chosen my blood, then live with this favor well." Cheng

Hao did not deny Zhu Shi's words, he always firmly believed that it was not his blood nor his will that chose someone, but they chose his blood.