Demon Slayer Is The Strongest Demon King

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In the funeral hall held by Onimai Tsuji, many people in black kimonos are kneeling around, and people are constantly coming from the door to attend the funeral.

"Woo... My baby... O child—" The

beautiful woman knelt on the side of the hall, hiding her face alone and weeping quietly, her heart filled with grief.

The protagonist of this funeral, when the Lord's first child, dressed in a splendid costume and lying quietly in the coffin of a flower-huddled person, no one noticed that the little fingers of the dead baby curled up moved.

"It's so dark!" "

It's pitch black...", "It's

so cold..."

, "Am I going to die again?"

"Am I going to die again?"

"Don't want to die... Don't want to die... I don't want to die..."

"To live... Stay alive... My life has just begun

...""I want to live..."

, another weaker consciousness sounded on the other side of the space, this consciousness was very immature,

but it was full of a strong desire to survive.

"Devour... Devour..."

The powerful consciousness slowly approached the new consciousness, and the strong desire drove him to swallow this strong sense of survival.

"I... Want...

"Knock! Knock!" The

weak heart, under the consciousness of its owner, began to beat again, and the blood flowed all over the body, and the cold body began to heat up slowly.

At this time, at the funeral scene of Onimai Tsuji, a baby's cry broke the silence that should have continued, like a thunderbolt, waking everyone present.

"Wow... Wow... Whoa, whoa, whoa—"

The baby's cry wafted through the halls of the University.

"Child, my child!" The

beautiful woman who was always paying attention to her child rushed forward as soon as she heard the baby crying, and her red and swollen eyes looked at the child in front of her with surprise.

The half-open eyes, the moving little hands, and the loud cry all explained the fact that the child had come to life.

The beautiful woman gently held the child in her arms, and tears fell on the baby's little face.

“.... Are you alive!?" Ghost

Dance Tsuji, the father of the child, heard movement in the side room and immediately rushed out, walked to the side of the lady, and looked at the baby in his arms in shock.

He had lived for so many years, and it was the first time he had seen a baby who was supposed to be dead, and the next day he miraculously survived, and without any care.

"Come on, let the nurse prepare to breastfeed at once!" thought

of this, and the child's father immediately instructed the maid standing beside him.

Then he bowed his head and said to his wife.

"Madam, take it down first and let the nurse breastfeed, the child's body and bones should be in urgent need of nutrition. The

beautiful woman woke up from a dream and hurriedly ran towards the inner courtyard with the child in her arms.

Looking at all this that happened in front of them, the guests who came to the funeral froze in place for a while, they really didn't expect the owner of the funeral to come back to life, this is the first time they have lived for so many years, and they have encountered such a miracle scene.

"Everyone..."

After taking care of the child's affairs for the time being, the lord of Onimai Tsuji immediately turned around and looked at the guests who stood up with surprised expressions.

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More than 10 years later.

In the gloomy room, a black-haired boy with pale skin sat on the wall behind him with a weak face, holding a book in his hand and browsing carefully.

For more than ten years since his death, the boy has never stepped out of the room, and has endured the torture of illness all the time, his body is as weak as a newborn baby, and he is all taken care of by his subordinates, thanks to the fact that he was born in the family of a wealthy landlord, if it was a poor family, the corpse would have been exposed to the wilderness.

Although he can get up and read, according to his physical condition for more than ten years, he is no different from a wasted person.

If you are an ordinary person, I am afraid that you will not be able to endure this wasted life for a long time, and choose to break yourself.

But for some reason, the boy named Onimai Tsuji is miserable, and he has always firmly maintained his obsession with wanting to live and has never given up.

In the boy's room, there was a strong smell of medicinal herbs, and beside him was a bowl of freshly drunk medicine, which was matched by the doctor who had heard about his symptoms three years ago and came to treat him.

Although there is no cure, the condition is much better than three years ago, and I have been able to move a little bit in the ground for a while.

"No misery, the life-prolonging medicine I developed for you has finally succeeded!" An

old doctor who was full of a very strong smell of medicinal herbs came to the young man's house excitedly, blocking the sunlight, and his face was full of excitement, making his wrinkled face look unexpectedly a little scary.

"Is it!" The

young man named Wu Miao did not raise his head, and continued to look at the book in his hand, seemingly not very concerned about the doctor's news.

"It's not miserable, it's the closest you've come to success, and it's guaranteed to prolong your life and restore your body's function to a great extent.

Seeing that Wu Miao looked indifferent, the doctor righteously told how powerful his medicine was.

"Doctor, you said the same thing last time, you said the same thing last time, and last time..."

"It's never easy to develop a drug that can prolong your life from scratch, and even if it is successfully developed, you need to keep taking the wrong samples to keep getting closer to the final result.

And this time is the closest to success, although it can't be cured immediately, but at least it can make your body function much closer to normal.

"Smack!"

Wu Miao closed the book in his hand, looked up at the doctor, and took the pill and the special potion in his hand.

"Then I'm looking forward to the final outcome next time.

As he spoke, Wu Miao swallowed the pill mixed with the potion into his stomach, and after a few seconds, a thick feeling of tiredness came.

"Bang!"

Onimai Tsuji fell straight down and fell into a coma.

"Ahh

"I forgot to tell you, if you take the medicine, you will fall asleep immediately, after all, it takes time for the drug to work... Well, I'm already asleep anyway, it doesn't matter!"

Seeing that Wu Miao had fallen, the doctor did not leave immediately, but took out his own instrument, and began to observe Wu Miao in the room, and recorded it in a small notebook.