Demon Slayer: I can create my own breathing

"How do

I feel?" Tanjiro fell into deep thought, and then he spread his palms, "I don't seem to be particularly excited, right, maybe I've seen too much with

Brother Yuan?" My wife Shanyi nodded and said with a smile, "This is also how I feel, since I met Brother Yuan, I feel that my whole person has changed a lot." Of

the three, Shanyi has changed the most.

If you let him say, the two most important people in his life are Gen Sota and Kuwajima Jigoro.

One picked up the debts he had and paid them off, so that he didn't have to live in the shadows for the rest of his life.

This man gave him the most basic ability to survive, gave him the breath of thunder and saw him as the heir of the next generation.

The other is to teach Shanyi how to use courage.

He proved with his actions that courage is a must-have for everyone in the face of difficulties.

With Shanyi, step by step, he went from that cowardly boy to self-confidence, and comforted him that it didn't matter if he only learned one move, and that training this trick to the extreme could still make a generation of grandmasters.

In a sense, these two people changed the trajectory of Shanyi's life, and they were also the key figures who made him go from cowardice to self-confidence.

In this life, he doesn't have to escape from his dreams, he can still exert his strongest strength.

"Wait," Tanjiro's brow furrowed suddenly, "I seem to smell evil spirits!" he

looked ahead of the road with a frown.

"Come with me, that's where the smell comes from. Several

people immediately followed.

After walking about 200 meters, the three of them saw a man with a Nichiren knife lying on the ground.

He was wearing a ghost slayer uniform, with blood on his forehead and his eyes full of fear.

Seeing Tanjiro and the others coming, there was a glimmer of hope in his pupils, like a drowning man trying to grasp the last straw.

"Save... Help me,"

the boy seemed to use all his strength to lift his palms slightly, tears of fear streaming down his eyes.

Seeing this, Tanjiro immediately stepped forward, with a solemn look on his face, "This... This is a member of our Ghost Slayer Team, how can you lie here!"

Just as he was about to reach out and help the boy up, the boy's body instantly soared into the air like a marionette, and then flew higher and higher, heading halfway up the mountain.

"Hey!" my wife, Seon-yi, was shocked by this scene, and by the time he reached out to grab the boy, it was too late.

The boy's face was terrified, and his voice was trembling, "I... I was hooked up too. "

Help!" The

frightened voices faded away, and the faces of the three of them changed at this time.

"Baga! I dare to kill someone in front of Uncle Ben! I see that the evil ghosts in the mountain are impatient.

Inosuke held the new knife at his waist with both hands, he couldn't stand the arrogant attitude of the evil spirit, he was ready to go inside and go on a killing spree!

" "Then what are you waiting for, let's go,"

my wife Zenyi was still annoyed that she didn't hold the man's hand, and she was in an irritated mood right now.

At this time, Tanjiro smelled the strong smell of blood wafting out of the forest, and his face became a little ugly.

"I smell a lot of blood, we have to speed up!" The

men rushed into the mountains unsuspectingly, not caring if there was an ambush by evil spirits.

The stone tombstones in the mountains of Nada

are lined up with rotten grasses, and the broken monuments tell the story of their long existence.

On the thick branches, a petite figure disappeared in the darkness, and under the loose trouser legs were white abnormal legs, and small feet dyed with green nails were constantly shaking.

And in front of her, there was a boy wearing the uniform of the Ghost Slayer Team, hanging in the middle of the branches with thin silk threads, like a sacrificial sacrifice, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

As his vision expanded, more humans dressed in the same clothes as him were subjected to the same treatment as him, hanging in the dense forest like prey hanging from a spider's web.

Above the trunk of the tree was a creature that looked like a human or inhuman, with half of its face bared and looking in the direction of the entrance.

Halfway up the mountain, a burly figure looked up at the moon, as if thinking about something, and when he heard someone entering, he immediately got up and ran down the mountain.

"What is this, slimy," Inosuke under the boar's mask frowned, looking at the cobwebs wrapped around his hands with a bad expression.

He turned his head to look around, and there were spider webs everywhere, built between tree trunks to catch prey.

"It's really in the way," Inosuke shook the cobwebs on his hand, and after finding that he couldn't shake them off, he wiped them on the branches, which eliminated the slimy touch.

"Look there!" my

wife's ears moved, and he heard the sound of clothes rubbing against the grass.

I saw a boy in a team uniform moving cautiously, as if he was avoiding something.

Several people immediately rushed to his side, Tanjiro reached out and patted him on the back, "We're here to support you, I'm a deer-level swordsman, Tanjiro Kamado." The

boy who was slapped in the back by Tanjiro was so frightened that he instantly pressed down on the handle of the knife, and only then relaxed when he heard the sound.

But hearing Tanjiro's class, his brow furrowed again.

"How can it be a ?!! Rank!"

the boy said with a huff, "Why don't you come here, it's useless for the swordsmen of the Rank to come, there's no point, you know how much we've lost..."

Inosuke asked impatiently, grabbing his hair.

"Inosuke, you can't treat him like this," Tanjiro quickly persued, grabbing Inosuke to prevent him from doing it again.

After being punched, the boy's face became much more honest, and he no longer despised the three people of the Dumb level.

"Hammer... The crow sent an order, and the ten team members came here together, and soon after entering the mountain, the team members..."

What's the matter, say it quickly!" Inosuke raised his punching bag-sized fist.

"Just... I'm starting to kill each other! I can only—"

At that moment, a strange noise suddenly came from the forest, as if some delicate instrument was turning.

"That's the voice!" said the boy in fear.

All three of them turned their eyes to the boy.

"It was only after hearing this voice that the team members began to kill each other!" As

soon as the boy's words fell, the mechanical voice began to get closer and closer to them.

"Back!" My

wife, Zenyi, was the first to pull out his Hinawa sword.

Because he cultivated the Thunder Breath, his sword body shone with a golden luster, like a pool of melted golden water.

In the shadows behind them, several stiff-limbed team members appeared, all wearing the uniforms of the Ghost Slayer Team, and walked towards the three of them step by step.

As if they were controlled machines, several people began to swing the Hinawa knife in their hands and slashed at the three people who were in shock.