Demon Slayer: My Wind-up Qi will never be exposed

My wife Shanyi spurted out a mouthful of blood, her face turned dark red and purple, and she lay straight on the ground, holding her hands on her chest, pitiful and lamentable.

"Heart-wrenching!"

But is my wife Shanyi an easy person to give up? Of course not, except for Love Versailles, just insistence.

"I don't care, I can't use it, let's go!" I want to call an adult. This is not something that children can solve. "

My wife Shanyi has a lot of strength and drags her child who does not want to go to the exit.

But miraculously, when the door was opened, it turned out to be a room, and the sense of fear struck again.

"Isn't it, isn't it? This is obviously the doorway! Where is the outside, it's obviously this door! "

My wife Shanyi looked around, but the other doors looked the same, and I couldn't tell which one was the real exit, but I still didn't believe in evil.

[My life is up to me! ]

One door after another was rudely opened, but without exception it was the house, and finally, "touched", the situation in the house was different from elsewhere.

In the darkness, the outline of a brown-yellow haired head came into view, and my wife mentioned her throat eyes.

After a few slow seconds, a big blue eye turned.

After seeing it clearly, it turned out to be a person, just wearing a wild boar hood, and the two big noses were still smoking white turbidity, the same power as a range hood.

My wife Shanyi's face was stunned, and she immediately wanted to run, this terrifying place, there is this guy, is it a person? No, it must be a ghost.

"There are ghosts!"

It seems that I was tired of listening to my wife Zen-yi's yelling, and Izuhira Inosuke ran out with several flips and jumps in a row, without even looking at my wife Zen-yi.

The boy was speechless for an instant, looking at my wife Shanyi with a strange look of who knows who knows, his body is upright, and when my wife Shanyi is squatting, he is condescending.

"What do you mean by this look? Don't look at me like that. "

......

The ghost's aura is indeed too powerful, Tanjiro's body is tense, and the most worried is this girl, and it is not clear what strength this ghost has.

The drum ghost still didn't look at Tanjiro and his group, looking ahead sluggishly, talking to himself a bit like saying to Tanjiro.

"What if... If only they didn't get in the way. The

voice was muffled and resentful.

Tanjiro had a premonition that there would be a vicious battle for a while, so he said carefully to Mitsuko.

"Photon, hold on, don't shout out. The room moves, don't go to the hallway. Stand back a little and hide behind the cabinet.

Mitsuko was obedient and barely made a sound, so he hid behind the cabinet, Tanjiro clutching the Nikki knife, ready to attack.

"Abominable, abominable, blame them, the prey fled.

It is obviously the prey of Xiaosheng. Why?

One by one, they ran to other people's houses and pissed me off..."

Tanjiro didn't want to listen to this nonsense, and said righteously to the drum ghost who had been complaining.

"Hey, listen.

I'm the Aoi-level swordsman of the Ghost Killing Team, Tanjiro Stove, and I'm going to kill you. Even

though Tanjiro said that he wanted to kill him, the drum ghost was like provoking Tanjiro, and the birds were not birds Tanjiro, and he said to himself, and his tone began to become terrifying.

"Those children with rare blood, obviously I found them."

Tanjiro flew with his knife behind him, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the drum demon when he was defenseless.

[Found it.] But

things often turn out unsatisfactorily, when there is only a small distance....

The drum ghost just hit the drum, and the room immediately rotated, and the direction of gravity changed.

Tanjiro landed quite steadily, this time carelessly, quickly looked behind him, and to Tanjiro's shock, the tatami mat was actually on the wall.

"What's going on? There is a strange smell in the closer, not a ghost! "

Hahaha, hahaha, pigs leapfrogging, pigs advancing by leaps."

Izuhira Inosuke broke through the window, and two rodent-mounted Nikki knives braved the icy cold.

"What's going on with this man? Wearing a boar hood and holding a nikkawa knife. "

The knife was lined up in two rows, the arms were drawn, and the upper body was unclothed, but the muscular muscles and wheat-colored skin looked healthy.

"Monster, turn into a corpse!"