Demon Slayer: I can create my own breathing

"Shanyi!" the old man's voice carried a hint of horror, and he limped to catch his disciple.

But the old man is old after all, and he is not as strong as before.

Shanyi, who can't catch the whereabouts.

But someone is faster than him.

Yuan Cang was too moved, and the white light flashed, appearing under the huge peach tree like a broken frame, catching the boy who was struck by lightning.

The black-haired boy was struck by lightning at this time, and his hair turned blonde.

The young man in his arms came with the smell of meat.

Yuan Cangtai tested Shanyi's snort with his hand, and found that although his breathing was weak but still strong, he said to the old man who came later: "I'm not dead, but I just fainted."

"Shanyi, Shanyi, how are you. The wrinkles on Kuwajima's face were crumbled, and his eyes almost burst into tears.

"Yuanjun, please carry Shanyi into the room and let him have a good rest. Kuwajima Jigoro bowed his head to Gen Cang, and at this time he complained a little about whether he was too demanding of Shanyi.

Yuan Cang is too self-sufficient.

It's just that in the place where the old man can't see, the young man who was struck by the thunder and lightning quietly opened his eyes at this time, wanting to see if the old man really shed tears.

But when his eyes opened, he met Yuan Cangtai's smiling eyes.

He coughed, indicating that he had seen through Shanyi's cunning.

"It seems that Shanyi is not injured, and your grandfather has to be surprised. Gen Cangtai's voice was a little gloating.

The old man who was alone and regretful on the side reacted instantly.

After all, the name of the predecessor's strongest pillar is not covered.

Shanyi hurriedly closed his eyes again, but Kuwajima Jigoro could not be deceived by him, and continued to grope on Shanyi's body, confirming that his qi and blood were quite majestic.

Kuwajima Jigoro picked up the crutch that had fallen in the dirt, and there was no emotion in his voice.

"Please also ask Yuanjun to avoid it a little, and he will implement the family law in the future.

When Shanyi heard this, he realized that his plan to pretend to be dead had been discovered, and he stopped pretending to be dead and immediately opened his eyes.

"Grandpa, listen to me, I'm really seriously injured, you have to believe me... Ahh

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A quiet little courtyard.

My wife, Seon-yi, who was bandaged on her head, was eating the food on the table in the wind.

Yuan Cangtai sat aside.

This was the first time he had met a teenager who could eat better than him, and his bright golden hair made people can't help but take a few more looks.

"That Mr. Cigoro, Shanyi is..."

Kuwajima Jigoro naturally knew what question Gen Cangta was asking, but after living for so long, it was the first time he had encountered the phenomenon that he could change his hairstyle after being struck by lightning.

He shook his head to indicate that he really didn't know anything about it.

I have seen those who were killed by lightning, but I have never seen those whose hair was dyed by lightning.

But in his impression, Shanyi's appetite is not so large.

The old man tugged at his chin, puzzled.

Seeing Shanyi eat the last bowl of rice with the soup, and then moved his body back slightly, I don't know if it's an itchy butt.

The old man knew that his vision was not wrong, my wife Shanyi was indeed a gifted meal... Swordsman.

"Now that you're done eating, go train with me, there's still a lot of work to accomplish today. "The old man held down my wife Shanyi's hand in advance to stop him from running away.

"Grandpa, the training is too difficult, I really can't do it," Seeing that the last glimmer of hope for his escape was gone, my wife Shanyi's eyes flashed with tears, obviously afraid of the so-called training.

"I've really worked hard, but I just can't learn other sword moves, so don't waste this strength, old man. "

My wife, Zenyi, tugged at Kuwajima Jigoro's sleeve and kept shaking.

"Well, well, let me interrupt, can you watch your training methods. Yuan Cangtai raised his hand and interrupted the conversation between the grandfather and grandson.

"Oh?" Kuwashima Jigoro turned around, "I wonder if Gen-kun has anything to advise?"

the old man asked sincerely, he had already learned about the strength of the boy in front of him and his amazing talent in the letter from the lord.

Maybe he can help my wife Seon-yi find out why he can't learn other moves.

My wife's ability to learn other moves that can't breathe thunder has always been a problem for him.

Because Shanyi has to participate in the next trial, if his strength does not meet the standard of passing, he may die there.

The old man didn't want the boy he picked up to become a ration for the evil ghost because of his lack of strength.

He treated my wife Seon-yi so harshly because he was afraid that he would die during the audition.

"If Gen-kun can help Shanyi, the old man will be grateful," Kuwajima Jigoro bowed slightly, "I know Gen-kun's purpose is to hone his self-created Thunder Breath."

"Although the old man has been retired for many years, his eyesight is still there, and if Yuanjun can really help Shanyi learn other moves, the old man will be grateful.

Gen Cangtai twisted to the left and avoided it, "I hope Mr. Jigoro will give me this opportunity." "

Seeing that the two of them have already finalized Shanyi's future in a few words, and they talked happily, my wife Shanyi felt a little bad.

He took the opportunity to swoop towards the door like a rabbit, trying to escape from these two devilish characters, after all, he was just a child,

but when he thought he would be able to escape and hide in the mountains this time.

My wife, Shanyi, felt a flower in front of her eyes and sat down in her original position again.

Shanyi did not believe in evil, and jumped out of the door again, but soon he returned to his original position.

Kuwajima Jigoro looked at my wife Shanyi who was confused, and then looked at Yuan Cangtai, who was drinking tea lightly, and couldn't help but nodded, and he had more confidence in Yuan Cangtai.

"Seeing that Yuanjun also has a lot of experience on the one hand, I ask you to bear with Shanyi during this time.

"Next, please ask Yuanjun to temper Shanyi a lot, this kid is still a little talented." "

No, you can't do this to me!Woo woo, it's so hard to learn a knife...""

This can't help you!"

Accompanied by the old man, Gen Cangtai took my wife Shanyi to the dojo where they were training.

After that, my wife Shanyi showed the type of thunder breath that he had learned, and Gen Cangta still held an appreciative attitude.

Because he found out that my wife Shanyi was indeed a gifted child.

It's not too shocking, though.

At least his talent is about the same as his senior brother Rabbit.

Even if Yuan Cangtai didn't know the orthodox thunder breath, he could still see the flowing sword intent on the Shanyi knife very clearly.

This can't help but make Yuan Cangtai wonder.

Isn't this a good practice, why do you want to die and don't want to train?

Kuwajima Jigoro on the side saw Gen Cangta's doubts, and he didn't explain and motioned for Gen Cangta to continue looking down.