People read the barrage at the beginning of Demon Slayer

Haruto galloped along the mountain path, and in a state of full concentration, he could easily agitate his lungs and put himself into a state of total concentration.

The barrage in sight was overwhelming.

[A large widow's scene ahead!].

[锖-rabbit-].

[Ahhh

[If it weren't for the fact that Rabbit had killed almost the entire mountain, he wouldn't have died due to exhaustion and broken ...... knife].

[As soon as the rabbit dies, it will be escorted at the same time!].

Will it die...... The boy in the fox mask?

Will it definitely happen if it's on the barrage?

But the history in their mouths is what the Qing people have experienced now, and for the present, history is not an established thing, but can be changed!

In the distance, he saw the blue sword light dancing in the dark green ghost's claws.

In the world of barrage, will there be a sunny person rushing to the rescue?

The toes touched the ground, and in a trance, Haruki remembered the last time he died at the hands of the hand ghost, and the rabbit also rushed to the rescue.

Only this time, the positions of the two seem to be reversed.

Close at hand, the rabbit danced and came to the front of the hand ghost in an instant.

Behind the pouring of swords, it was not the neat sound of the demon's head being cut off, but the ......

"Ding-".

The rabbit's knife is broken!

In the nick of time, Haruto didn't notice that the barrage in front of him had disappeared, and he slammed into the ground, and hot air erupted from his nose.

The blade dragged the flames, and a "Shiranui" swayed out with an unstoppable momentum.

The ghost hand that ran for the rabbit's head was cut off with a knife!

The rabbit was only distracted for a moment, and then immediately reacted, tiptoe a little on the hand ghost, and landed behind it to place the broken knife in front of him.

One after the other, one flame and one clear water, the two teenagers faintly formed an encirclement of this huge demon!

Qingren's face is light and breezy, and his posture is very handsome and dusty, but he has actually begun to leave his soul.

The feeling of being pierced through his chest by a hand ghost was so real that he was a little startled when he saw those vicious and evil eyes.

"Oh, it's a pity, it's just a little bit. "

The hand ghost rolled his eyes and looked back and forth between the two teenagers.

"Fox boy, what are you going to do to fend off my attack next?".

The yellow eyes gurgled and turned, and the hand ghost lowered his head and let out a treacherous laugh: "Hey, hey, hey...... That guy who scales up to the scales will not only prepare a 'disaster mask' for his disciples, but even the swords he gave him are so vulnerable. "

Haruto blinked his eyes in confusion, although he didn't know who the scales were, but looking at the pale appearance of the rabbit's face, he should be a very important person to him.

"Long-winded. The white-haired boy raised his head and lowered his eyes: "Human feelings...... Will the ghost know too?".

There was no pity in those misty blue eyes, only pure disgust and indifference.

This sentence suddenly made the pupils of the hand ghost shrink.

He remembered, he remembered again!

When I was caught by that damn scale, under that big tengu mask, there were such cold eyes!

"Uhh

It suddenly became frantic, and dozens of hands on its side slammed the ground together: "Damn the scales, damn the scales, damn the scales, damn the scales, why is it still ghosting after 40 years!".

The Hand Ghost no longer focused on the Rabbit, it let out a terrible roar, and several ghost hands rushed towards the white-haired boy together!

Kill him! Kill him!

Gouge out his scaly-like eyes and swallow them in his stomach, just like those fox boys!

"Be careful!".

The rabbit's hurried call coincided with the voice in his memory, and Qingren raised his eyes, and the sword in his hand shone brightly.

This big guy doesn't know what stimulated me, what did I just say?

I didn't work so hard to beat the rabbit, is it aimed at me?

Haruto struggled to deal with the attack of the hand ghost, but fortunately, although his breathing method was very rubbish, his swordsmanship was very superb.

The figure swept over and rolled up the dead leaves, and Haruto swung the Nikula knife to cut off several arms again.

"Boy, you can't beat me by cutting off my arm—".

Haruto let out a few low gasps, and his limbs began to gradually become sore.

Is he too wasteful? He always feels that the breath of the flame will repel his body, and no matter how good his body exercises, he can't always stay focused for a long time.

...... Hmmm?

Ran away?

Probably not, Haruto felt the presence of another swordsman in this space.

...... That is, concealed and ready to launch a deadly attack.

Haruko's use of regulating his breathing to relieve his soreness soothes his pain, and as soon as his heart moves, he immediately attacks the hand ghost.

His footwork was so flexible that Mr. Maki Juro once commented that if he hadn't been born in such an era, Haruto would have been a very good swordsman.

But in the era of demons eating people, it was useless to have excellent swordsmanship.

If you can't combine it well with the breathing method, you can't be a good ghost slayer.

Then sooner or later, bad luck will befall him.

Haruto bent down to dodge the flying ghost hand and pursed his thin lips.

The hand ghost's eyes gurgled and rolled, and in its sight, those cold eyes got closer and closer.

Come on! Come to me!

Scales!

Die in my belly!

Those yellow eyes suddenly narrowed, and they found it!

This kid's flaws!

The

hand ghost didn't have time to think about it, and all his arms poured towards the white-haired boy.

I'm going to rip this guy to shreds, gouge out his eyes and pull out his tongue!

What human feelings...... It's all fart!

But.

A sense of crisis suddenly surged in the hand ghost's heart.

Where's that fox kid gone?!

As soon as the thought popped into its head, a low murmur rang in its ears.

"The Breath of Water, the ...... of the Wanton".

The

Rabbit with the Broken Blade suddenly appeared behind it, its body as light as the flowing water of the blade.

No way! His knife is broken!

I can't cut off my head with a full knife, let alone a broken knife!

"Strike Tide!".

A

turquoise blue light swept over its head, and the hand ghost felt the world turn upside down.

Cut off!

In the sight of the hand ghost, his huge body began to turn into ashes.

The hand that ricocheted towards the white-haired boy really hit him, and Haruto took a solid punch and fell to the ground like a bird that had hit an airplane, and let out a low cry: "It's done!"

He struggled to maintain his writhing features, and let out a long sigh of relief as he watched the smoking hand ghost.

Finally killed ......

The rabbit fell to the ground lightly and looked at him worriedly: "Are you okay?"

The young man with long pink hair frowned, and sure enough, as he said in the barrage before, he was a very gentle child.

"No ...... for the time being".

Haruto relented, and his ears moved, and he heard the half-dissipated hand ghost head muttering to himself.

"Unwilling, unwilling ......

".

"I obviously paid so much ...... to be strong."

"Damn scales, it's all because of him. "

"And the guy who turned me into a ghost...... Because of him, I also ate my brother's ......".

The yellow, vicious eyes widened suddenly.

“...... Brother?".

Haruto stared at it indifferently.

"Gray-haired boy, you're wrong. "

As if remembering something, big tears rolled out of the eyes of the hand ghost.

"Ghosts are changed by people, how can ghosts not know human feelings......

Brother, please wait for me, hold my hand......

".