Demon Slayer: Tanjuro Kamado returns from Sekiro

Chapter 36 - Only You (Thanks to Mr. Monthly Ticket for the Leader!!!)
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Infinite City.

Warm lights filled the entire space, and countless Japanese-style buildings were slowly moving alternately.

A cold and deep voice resounded in the space.

"...Hei Si Mou...what happened...?"

Wu Mi sat on a wooden chair on a platform, with his head bowed and his elbows resting on his knees.

In the tightly clenched hands, there was rare sweat, and the pale skin looked extremely abrupt at this moment.

Anxiety and impatience made him restless.

It has been almost four or five hours since he found the figure of that person and sent Heishi Mou to Tokyo!

As one of the top strings who drew the most blood from him, Wu Can clearly felt the huge emotional fluctuations from Hei Si Mou just now.

He hadn't felt such a big emotional swing from Hei Si Mou for hundreds of years.

The last time, the other party claimed to have seen Yuan Shi who was old and still alive.

"Have you met... Met him...?"

"Really...is that guy...?!"

Wu Mi lowered his head, his scarlet pupils constricted, trembling violently, his expression hidden in the shadows, fingers of both hands slightly crossed, leaning against his mouth.

If you look carefully, you will find that Wu Mi's fingertips are trembling unnaturally at this moment.

Wu Mi knew in her heart that even Hei Simou had met that guy.

—I'm afraid I can't hold a knife.

This is well-founded.

On a certain day 300 years ago, Wu Cang saw with his own eyes that Hei Si Mou came back in embarrassment with only a little skin attached to his neck.

However, Hei Si Mou is also the most powerful ghost besides himself.

This is also one of the reasons why Wu Mi asked him to go.

"…monster."

As if remembering something, Wu Mi's face became ugly, and he frowned.

pat.

He stood up abruptly, his chest was heaving rapidly, and he reached out and pulled the tie around his neck.

After struggling for a while, Wu Mi made a decision that required courage.

He slowly opened his eye sockets wide, the lines of his pupils trembling slightly like the blooming flowers of the other shore, and the whites of his eyes were slowly covered with scarlet bloodshot:
——He was connected to Hei Si Mou's vision.

Slowly open your eyes.

The goal of entering is the dark street and the arms of Heishimu that can be seen in the corner of the field of vision.

rustle…

Just when Wu Mi tightened his mind and was about to take a closer look at his surroundings.

No.1 said that in the corner of the field of vision, a dazzling light suddenly burst out.

Wu Mi looked towards the bright direction almost subconsciously.

His expression became stunned.

Then panicked.

next moment.

【Breath of the Sun · Twelve Shapes】

[flame dance]!
The dazzling fire light instantly occupied most of the field of vision, Wu Mi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he barely saw the movement of Hei Si Mou trying to stretch out his palm forward to try to resist.

As well as the spouting flames, cutting the arm horizontally, and evaporating the splashed blood!
A sharp blade heading straight for the neck!

The dazzling sun is far away, but it is as real as it is, making Wu Mi's body feel the slightest pain like a pinprick!

"...ho!!"

"!!" Wu miserably opened his eyes, a feeling of suffocation pinched his heart, subconsciously cut off the connection of vision.

He dressed heavily, stretched out his hand and touched his neck repeatedly, repeatedly confirming that he was not beheaded.

"Cough cough cough! Cough ho ha ha!"

Sweat dripped from his forehead in panic, Wu Mi bent down, he opened his mouth wide, saliva dripped down his teeth.

Although the scene I saw just now was short, it had a great impact and a great amount of information on Wu Mi.

It was as if a heavy hammer had hit him hard.

creak...

His face was hidden in the shadows, his plum red pupils and eye sockets trembling violently.

The pupils were tightly squeezed into one point, and the cells in the whole body instinctively wanted to split and trembled.

In the infinite city.

Wu Mi's figure stood there alone, his tightly clenched hands shaking uncontrollably.

At this moment, in Wu Mi's heart.

Most likely, Hei Si Mou couldn't come back.

He stopped paying attention to Hei Simou's life and death, but put his hands against his temples to calm down his inner emotions.

Naruto, who was sitting on the high platform, bent slightly, and the huge blood pressure radiated from Wu Mi.

Nu Ming supported the pipa in her arms, barely supporting the substantial pressure, and sat up.

"Pfft..." A mouthful of blood spewed out, landing on the spot where the blood had just dried up last time.

She stretched out her sleeve, her hands trembling, and skillfully wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

……

……

on the street.

pat.

The figure of Heishimou jumped back quickly, and he landed near the ruins of the building, most of the clothes on his body were torn.

"Hoo...cough cough...ho..."

Heisei Mou clutched his right arm, his gaze fixed on Tanjuro, and he observed the ups and downs of the opponent's lungs with the open transparent world.

"Breath of the Sun..."

He froze, murmuring unconsciously.

The pupils, which were as bright as a mirror, reflected the sun's flames engulfed by Tanjuro's blade.

Superb combat awareness.

Very skillful attack.

Keenly and precisely grasped his own flaws.

The sword skill of the breath of the sun is very easy to use, and he can injure himself to such a degree with only his own strength.

Although he had felt it before, but now that he felt the familiar scorching feeling on his body, Hei Si Mou still couldn't help feeling unbelievable.

With only two fingers left on his right arm, Hei Si Mou touched the huge wound that had been dug out from the collarbone.

The wound did not heal immediately either.

"That... guy..."

Feeling the injury on his body, he couldn't help breathing quickly, and the anxiety welling up from his heart distorted his face.

"why…!"

So much like you!

boom!
He slammed the ground with the handle of the knife, clenched his teeth, exposing his sharp teeth.

Heishimu raised his head, frowning so tightly that his six pupils stared fiercely ahead.

When he first met Tanjuro, Mou Kurosei could tell at a glance that he was a guy with extremely weak body, but his appearance was similar to that of Enichi.

but now…

Kurosei Mou recalled Tanjuro's subtle movements just now.

The opponent even changed the most suitable Rihu sword skill for a few moments when he adjusted his lung breathing.

In his time, even a swordsman who could learn and use the breath of the sun could not be found...

They could only settle for the next best thing, and derived other breathing methods on the basis of the sun's breathing.

——All other breathing methods are all parody imitations of the breathing of the sun...

His Moon's Breath is also...

That's it.

"Puff...cough..."

Blood overflowed from the corner of Heishimu's mouth, and his strong and constantly fluctuating emotions had made him unable to feel his own injuries.

He stared at Kamado Tanjuro's vigilant eyes, and watched the other party holding a knife and slowly walking towards him, his teeth clenched.

only you…

Yuanyi...

Only you, are special...

His vision was suddenly a little blurred, Tanjuro's figure slowly rearranging his posture in his vision gradually overlapped with the vivid person in his memory.

Heishimu was taken aback for a moment, he was in a daze.

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