Demon Slayer: Tanjuro Kamado returns from Sekiro

Chapter 58 - Change is what I hate the most

Infinite City.

The atmosphere gradually solidified.

…What's the meaning?
Yiwozuo looked around in a daze, he opened his mouth slightly in disbelief, his brows were furrowed, his eye sockets trembled, and he shouted:

"Hey!"

"say something!"

A trembling voice echoed in the somewhat empty Infinite City, illuminated by warm lights, but no one responded to his question.

Tong Mo lowered his head slightly, his rainbow-like eyes were emotionless, and he glanced at the unbelievable Yiwozuo.

He who can't feel the emotion, really still can't understand why Yi Wozuo reacted so much.

——just dead.

Yiwozuo's anxious look was reflected in the colored eyes.

Suddenly, Tong Mo realized.

It turns out... Should I be surprised at this time?

Just when Yiwozuo looked at Naruto fiercely.

Dang!

Naruto's tone was much tougher than before, her voice was sharp:

"Quiet."

"My lord, come here."

next moment.

Om-!
Boom!
The coercion from the depths of the blood burst out, and Yi Wozuo, who was standing, subconsciously plopped and half-knelt down.

Yi Wozuo lowered his head slightly, breathing a little short of breath.

With a slight sound.

Dang!

Wearing a black suit, Wu Mi appeared on a chair in the middle of Infinite City. He propped his face with one hand and looked at Yiwozuo.

A miserable and cold voice came from the top of the head:

"...What are you fussing about? Yiwozuo?"

His cold gaze swept across every kneeling chord.

Yiwozuo's drooping face was slightly dazed, he gritted his teeth, and didn't make a sound.

He is clear.

——Even without making a sound, Master Wu Mi can still listen to his inner thoughts.

It seems to agree with his idea.

"Yes."

Sitting high on the platform in front of Yiwozuo, Wu Mi raised his legs up and stared at him with scarlet eyes:
"Hei Mou is dead."

The voice fell.

In addition to the children's grinding, the winding.

They all trembled slightly.

"Unbelievable." Tong Mo took out the copper fan, opened it slightly, and imitated sadness in his tone.

Shangxian One - a ghost that existed before Shangxian was born.

In the hundreds of years since the birth of the Twelve Ghost Moons, the positions have been changed several times, but the position of the previous one has never been changed.

And now...

"The first quarter moon has been broken." Wu Mi suppressed the anger in his tone:
"It's change."

He raised his head, lowered the hand that was supporting his face, and clenched the handle of the chair tightly, turning white, and squeezed out the syllables from his throat:

"A change unseen in a century."

"A change in bad state!"

creak...

The wooden chair was squeezed out of cracks, and then turned into sawdust with a sound of puffing.

"I."

Swish!
Wu Mi, who was sitting on the chair, suddenly turned into an afterimage and disappeared.

He came to Yiwozuo and put his hands down slightly.

The cold and pale hands gently caressed Yiwozuo's short peach-red hair, and Wuqing's scarlet eyes were hidden in the shadows:
"...The most annoying thing is change."

As Wu Mi said, the muscles on his arms swelled slightly, and his sickly white fingers suddenly exerted force.

next moment.

puff!

The head of [Shangxianzhiwu Jade Pot] who was trembling next to him appeared in Wumi's hands.

Dark red blood immediately splashed on Yi Wozuo's head.

"...Ah?" Yuhu was taken aback for a moment, and the little hand on his head waved helplessly twice, feeling the touch of his head being grabbed.

After the focused pupils saw Wu Mi in front of him clearly, his face where the eyes were opposite to the mouth flushed slightly.

——Master Wu Mi... is stroking the top of my head...!
--marvelous!so excited!

Yuhu's cheeks gradually turned red.

After Wu Mi and Yuhu looked at each other, they frowned slightly, then turned back their hands, threw Yuhu's head elsewhere, and put their hands behind their backs:
"…understand?"

Sight sweeps over all windings.

pat!

The head of the jade pot was thrown onto a platform not far away, and Gululu rolled twice.

"Yes!" Bantiangou looked at Yuhu's head that rolled in front of him, quickly lowered his head, curled up, and responded tremblingly.

Wait until Wu Mi no longer speaks.

"Lord Wu Mi." Yi Wozuo's head sank a little lower, his tone was serious, and he half-kneeled in front of Wu Mi:

"Can this subordinate know that the ghost hunter who killed the first string is..."

Hearing this, Wu Mi glanced at Yi Wo Zuo slightly.

Instead of answering his question, he turned around and announced directly to all the winders:
"from now on."

"The digits of all first quarter moons, rotate upwards."

The voice just fell.

Swish!
A few twisted and hideous meat whips burst out from all the platforms near the winding.

puff!

The sharp armor pierced into their backs fiercely, and then gurgled blood into them.

on the high platform.

"...Ho...ah!!" Luo Ji covered her eyes, the whites of which were eroded by bloodshot eyes, opened her mouth wide and screamed unconsciously.

The number "Lu" in the pupils slowly distorted and deformed.

Finally turned into "Wu".

pat, pat.

Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead to the floor, veins spread from his back to his body, and Luo Ji's body trembled slightly.

The whip behind him shrank slowly, turning into ashes and disappearing as if it had completed its mission.

The blood in the body...!It's boiling!
After taking a slight breath, she subconsciously looked down at Naruto, only to find that Naruto was also looking up at her.

The big word 'Lu' in Naruto's eyes has not changed.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, Luo Ji crossed her arms, turned her head angrily, and snorted softly.

The numbers in the eyes of the rest of Shangxian also changed one after another.

Wu Mi turned her head to look at Tong Mo who was kneeling obediently beside her:

"Tongmo!"

"My subordinate is here, Mr. Wulan." Tong Mo raised his head slightly, he smiled, his tone was quite overflowing, and wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

The number in his eyes has changed to 'one'.

Wu Mi stared at Tong Mo, his tone was flat, and he pointed at him, his black nails looked extremely sharp under the light:

"Develop your followers."

Tong Mo was taken aback for a moment, he blinked his colorful eyes, opened the copper fan, covered the lower half of his face, and said in an exaggerated and thin voice:
"Master Wu Mi...!... You are too generous!"

Snapped!
He put away his fan at once, tilted his head, and looked at Wu Mi with a smile:

"...Is it okay to have more than 500 people?"

Tong Mo - the ancestor of the Bliss Sect for all ages.

He has been the patriarch of this religion since his childhood.

In previous years, whenever the number of his followers exceeded 500, he would be reprimanded by Wuyou—this is also one of the reasons why Wuyouwang Tongmo is not pleasing to the eye.

"can."

Wu Can's tone was cold, he slowly lowered his raised hand, slowly clenched his fist, and withdrew his eyes:

"With all my strength... looking for the blue Bana flower."

When he said this, he was facing all the strings.

Sudden.

"Huh?" Wu Mi looked at the jade pot with only the head left, struggling to roll towards this side.

The other party's inner thoughts were so dazzling that they attracted his attention:
"What do you want to say? Jade pot?"

Yuhu's head trembled violently, supporting his head with baby-like hands, looking at Wumi with a blushing face:
"Ah... Lord Wu Mi." His tone was flirtatious:

"...I have a piece of information..."

(End of this chapter)