Demon Slayer: I can create my own breathing

"Kneel down for me, don't look up."

The woman who floated in the air issued a royal decree to his people like an emperor.

The sound was not loud, but the unmistakable meaning that came from it made the heart of each string tense.

Kamaya was even more frightened by every cell, and his instinct told him that if he didn't obey the orders of the woman in front of him, his fate would be very miserable!

Just when the other lower string didn't know what to do, Kamaya fell down and gave him the most loyal gesture to the woman in front of him.

The rest of the strings were not stupid, except for Nightmare's composure, the others also knelt down in a panic.

At this time, Kamiya realized the identity of the person in front of him.

The ancestor of tens of thousands of evil ghosts, the perfect creature of immortality, and the creator of their twelve ghost moons, Onimai Tsuji is not miserable.

The sweat on Kaguya's face continued to drip on the ground like rain, and he didn't dare to get out of the air, his brain was spinning rapidly.

What are you asking us to do?

Could it be that we should be held accountable?

What to do?

The girl kneeling on the other side spoke quickly and explained, "Very... I'm so sorry, but your appearance and aura are different from what you used to, so..."

"Who allowed you to speak?"

A strong pressure hit, directly pressing the lower string to the ground.

Her name is Lingyuzi, and the fifth limit of the upper limit is also this name.

They belong to a family, and she first inherited her brother's name, and then became the new underdog through her own efforts.

But because of the reason why his brother was killed, all these years, Zero Yuzi has been avoiding fighting with powerful swordsmen.

Even if she did, she would choose to flee after feeling that she was incapacitated.

"Who allows you to talk about your boring thoughts? You just have to answer my questions. The

blood-red eyes glowed dangerously.

Looking at the bottom strings of these wastes, he can be described as extremely disappointed.

"Tired and killed, he is the army of the lower strings, I only ask one question, why are the ghosts of the lower strings weak like this."

Zero Yuzi suddenly began to gasp violently, and every word of Wu Miao was like ten thousand jun, slapping on her body.

Wu Miao just looked at this scene indifferently, and did not lift the punishment for her

, "Becoming the Twelve Ghost Moons is not the end, but a new starting point, to start eating more people and becoming stronger, is the starting point for me."

"For nearly a hundred years, the upper chord of the twelve ghost moons has not changed, and the pillar that kills the ghost hunters has always been the upper chord, but what about the lower chord? How many times have the candidates been replaced?

When he heard this, his heartstrings tightened, as the weakest of the twelve ghost months, he also picked up a gap to rise to this position, so naturally he didn't dare to be disobedient.

There are a few scars on his face, but there are some complaints in his heart.

It's not easy for them to be the twelve ghost moons, right, now is the time when the ghost killing team is strong, it's good that they don't die, how can they go further.

"Isn't it bad if you don't die? As the third of the second string, you are pursuing such a pursuit?

Wu Miao stared at him indifferently, squinted his eyes and began to search for the life of this second string.

For a while, the various experiences of the sick leaves appeared in Wu Miao's mind like a movie, abusing and killing swordsmen, creating his own base, collecting weak ghosts for him to catch people, and escaping in the hands of Lianzhu...

As the last glimmer of light dissipated, Wu Miao finished reading the life of this lower string.

"How did you get to this position with such a weak strength, are the rest of you not even as good as you?"

Sick Ye's face became very ugly, and at the same time, there was a trace of shock on his face, why could Wu Miao know his thoughts, could Wu Miao read minds?

Wu Miao's eyes narrowed, and it seemed that he would make a move in the next moment, "Why don't you answer my question?"

The sick leaf gritted his teeth and crawled on the ground,

"In the next... It's the fault of the next, and I will never be greedy for pleasure from today onwards, and I will definitely eat more people, and I will reach the strength of the upper string as soon as possible to serve you, and I will definitely be in the next..."

The arms are made of unknown flesh that wriths like living creatures.

The bloody hand grabbed the sick leaf as he poked out of his miserable sleeve, which was covered with yellow eyes staring at the sick leaf with malice, as if he knew that he was about to become a part of them.

"I'm very sorry, I'm very sorry, I must, I'll definitely try to eat people, no misery... Lord Wu Miserable, please give me a chance... Yes!!!!.

Before he finished his words, his body was instantly pinched and exploded by his palm, turning into a rain of blood and falling on the prostrate few people.

"What is the difference between what you think in your mouth and what you think in your heart? Why don't you run away?

Wu Miao's face was indifferent, as if it was a bug that was pinched to death, not a powerful lower string.

"Are you more afraid of ghost hunters than I am?"

When the demons heard this question, their hearts trembled, and Kamaya lowered his body even more, as if he wanted to crawl among the planks.

"Every time you encounter a ghost hunter's pillar, you want to run away."

"No... No, "Zero Yuzi knows, Wu Miao is talking about her, and she doesn't know the rest of the strings, but she has escaped more than once in the face of the pillar-level swordsman.

But Xia Xian San died in front of her eyes, and as soon as Yu Zi gritted his teeth, he decided not to defend himself anymore, but only half-knelt on the ground.

"Lord Wu Miao, what you said is indeed true, but after your reminder today, I will take the initiative to go to the jurisdiction of the Ghost Slayer to kill the human race, until I personally kill a pillar-level strength swordsman, and, after that, you can punish me as much as you want! Even if they behead me directly, I will not complain.

Lingyuzi gritted his teeth and said what he had forced out of his heart.

The blood clot wriggling in the cuffs suddenly stopped, she wanted to kill this cowardly lower string directly, and then withdraw her blood, who knew that she had indeed found a way to survive in a lifeless situation.

Wu Miao suddenly thought of her brother, who actually died in a place like Fuji Raid Mountain, which is used to select swordsmen.

It wasn't until later that he met Yuan Cangtai that he realized how this swordsman was not to be underestimated.

He squinted at Zero Yuzi and finally decided to let her go.

Bloody hands burst out of the cuffs again, only this time not to kill her, but to give her a little blood again.

Zero-Yuzi was determined to die when she saw the bloody hand come again, but she soon found that she was still alive, but there seemed to be a greater strength and a face in her body that she had never seen before.

"Absorb the blood this time, you have the qualifications to die for me, the person in your memory is the target you want to hunt, remember?"

Lingyuzi endured the pain like drilling his heart, and forced himself to crawl on the ground, "My subordinates understand." "