Demon Slayer: The Tai Chi Swordsman

However, the demon's bloody mouth stopped in mid-air, and its sharp fangs were only an inch away from piercing Fushigawa Shiya's throat.

Perhaps the maternal instinct deep in her heart overcame her desire, after all, Fushigawa Shiya's mother had only been transformed for ten minutes.

Fushigawa Shiya's mother uttered a few words with difficulty: "Kill... me... Mom... Mom... Love!"

Before she finished her words, Fushigawa Shiya's mother's eyes turned red again. The demon's wildness completely wiped out human emotions, and now there was only killing in its eyes.

"Brother... Brother!"

Fushigawa Xuanya stood at the door without knowing when. He gasped for breath, like a terminally ill patient who would fall down at any time.

"Brother, don't die!"

Fushigawa Xuanya used up his last strength and fainted after shouting. As if a miracle had happened, he stood up when his brother needed him most, and walked to the door again in a daze.

"Ahhh!"

Fuzukawa Shimi screamed in pain, but he was no longer angry. On one side was his mother and on the other was his brother. What should he do!

After a moment of hesitation, Fuzukawa Shimi clenched the kitchen knife in his hand, and then swung it hard, leaving a deep cut on the ghost's body.

Fuzukawa Shimi stuffed the blood flowing out of his hand into the evil ghost's mouth. A large amount of blood entered, and the evil ghost collapsed instantly.

Fuzukawa Shimi took the opportunity to insert the kitchen knife into the ghost's heart. The moment the knife was inserted, his heart also broke.

In the past, no matter how that bastard father beat him, he never cried once, but tonight, in less than half an hour, Fuzukawa Shimi had cried twice.

Fuzukawa Shimi pulled out the kitchen knife, kicked down his mother who had turned into a cannibal evil ghost, and he fell down with her.

His vision had begun to blur, and the evil ghost, who felt that he could not beat him, turned and ran towards Fuzukawa Xuanya.

One man and one ghost, both like cripples, moved their bodies little by little.

"Xuan Mi, run!"

"Stand up!"

Fuzukawa Shimizu desperately shouted his brother's name, but it was completely useless. In a hurry, Fuzukawa Shimizu threw the menu out.

The kitchen knife accurately chopped into its back, and the evil ghost and Fuzukawa Shimizu fell to the ground together. Fuzukawa Shimizu supported the ground with his hands and crawled forward little by little.

After a few strokes, his fingers were worn out, and the piercing pain kept piercing his nerves. Ten fingers connected to the heart, the pain doubled.

Sweat mixed with blood soaked Fuzukawa Shimizu's clothes. He was like a red crayon, drawing a long line on the cold ground.

The recovery ability of ghosts is much stronger than that of humans. After a while, the evil ghost stood up. It planned to eat something to restore its strength first, so that it could eat thin blood.

Fushigawa Shimi gritted his teeth, his face grim, and begged: "Stop, Mom!"

"That's Xuan Mi!"

Anxious Fushigawa Shimi struggled to stand up, but fell down again after taking two steps.

But at the last moment, Fushigawa Shimi threw the evil ghost to the ground, and the two rolled to the side. He held a kitchen knife and attacked the ghost indiscriminately.

Every time he cut, Fushigawa Shimi's heart skipped a beat, and his tears flowed like they were worthless, and more than ten years of tears gathered together.

After fighting for several hours, the evil ghost completely lost its ability to move. Fushigawa Shimi knelt there blankly, with red and swollen eyes.

He blamed himself so much that he kept repeating: "I'm sorry!"

"I'm sorry!"

"I will definitely kill the guy behind the scenes, no matter where he is!"

Fushigawa Shimi kowtowed one after another, and his forehead had already become bloody. He knew very well that his mother must have been related to someone who turned into such a monster.

He vowed to make that "someone" die a miserable death, and he would kill it with his own hands.

The whistling sound of the wind gradually weakened, and Fuzugawa Shimi knelt quietly in front of his mother, forgetting the time and the cold.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning passed through the layers of dark clouds and enveloped the earth again, but it was a pity that the warm sunlight could not dispel the tragedy in the world.

At this moment, Fuzugawa Xuanya suddenly woke up, but the scene in front of him made his young heart suffer a million critical strikes.

The mother covered in blood was lying in a pool of blood, and his own brother was holding a bloody kitchen knife.

Impossible, this is impossible!

Fake, all fake!

This must be a dream, a nightmare!

Xuanya kept brainwashing himself in his heart. He twisted himself suddenly, and the stinging feeling was like a hammer, shattering the fantasy and shattering his heart.

Fuzugawa Genya's eyes were full of hatred. He pointed at Fuzugawa Shima and cursed: "Murderer! You murderer!"

"I hate you!"

"Ahhhh!"

NoXuanya Shigawa wanted to take revenge but his legs softened and he fell down.

Shigawa Fushigawa was stunned for a long time, his chest ached, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He didn't want to explain anything, but just stood up tremblingly, and then walked into the depths of the alley amid the abuse of his brother.

As the sun completely covered the earth, Xuanya Shigawa was surprised to see his mother's body turned into ashes.

The blood-stained ground seemed to have nothing happened. When the sun appeared, everything disappeared.

The sun also shone into the dark alley. The moment the sunlight flashed over the kitchen knife, the originally red kitchen knife instantly returned to its original state.

All traces of the ghost were wiped out. Shigawa Fushigawa looked at the kitchen knife that had returned to its original state and then looked at his hand.

"Murderer!"

"You are a murderer!"

"Hahaha!" Fushigawa laughed and burst into tears, but he regained his calm in an instant.

Fushigawa Shimi took the kitchen knife and pointed it at his neck. It was very simple. With just a slight stroke, he could say goodbye to this world.

However, the kitchen knife did not cut Fushigawa Shimi's neck. He could not die. He still wanted revenge. It didn't matter if his brother hated him.

Soon, Fushigawa Shimi disappeared at the end of the alley, and with him disappeared the bloodless kitchen knife and the hatred that was suppressed to the extreme.

Fushigawa Xuanya cried until his voice was hoarse. In just one night, he experienced things that others would never experience in several lifetimes.

He now wanted to confront his eldest brother face to face to understand what happened.

"Brother, don't go!"

Fushigawa Xuanya fainted from exhaustion, his hand still pointing in the direction where his eldest brother and mother disappeared.

Even in this new era, the law is still imperfect. It was not until the afternoon that the police blocked the scene. Five people died suddenly in one night and two people were missing.

The police were completely confused. In their eyes, this was no different from an unsolved case. After all, wild beasts often invaded the edge of the city.

Taromaru flew over the crowd and the police who were maintaining public order and found a child with a cockscomb hairstyle lying on the ground.

After confirming it, Taromaru immediately left the scene!