Variety Comic: My plug-in is myself

After saying this, long-lost memories emerged like a tide.

Yiwozuo thought of his past.

His real name is Komaji.

It is said that he was named Komaji because he had teeth in his mouth when he was born and was considered the son of a demon by the people in the town.

Just like his name, Koji has been like a Komatsu throughout his life, becoming stronger in order to protect something.

He has been dependent on his father who was seriously ill since he was a child. Because his family was poor, he had to steal money in exchange for medicine to treat his father's illness.

He was often caught by the enforcement department and subjected to cruel punishment and beatings. He was also branded with a strip of tattoo symbolizing the criminal's identity.

As a result, after he was caught stealing once and survived the corporal punishment that was enough to kill an adult, he returned home and was told by his neighbors that his father had hanged himself in order not to be a burden to him and not to let him commit another crime.

Later, because of his repeated thefts, he was exiled to a strange place.

There he met the master Qingzang who changed his life, learned the martial arts called Suliu, and while taking care of the master's asthmatic daughter Lianxue, he fell in love with him and made a marriage contract.

Komaji once again found something he needed to protect.

Those days were the happiest times in his life.

In order to tell his father the good news, he returned to his hometown to visit the grave.

After returning, he discovered that his master Qingzang and his lover Lianxue had been poisoned and killed by people from the dojo next door.

It was clear that he was only a little bit close to achieving happiness, but he was destroyed by those Yang Ying figures through dark and despicable means.

After learning the truth, he completely lost his mind. He rushed to the gym next door alone and killed 67 people in the kendo gym with his bare hands. Their skulls were crushed and their internal organs were pulped. No one was left with a complete body.

In the end, Komaji, who had nothing to protect, lost his way.

Just as he was wandering around alone, he encountered that man - Muzan Kibutsuji.

After turning into a ghost, he lost all his memories, and all that was left in his heart was the obsession to become stronger.

"……In the end, there was still nothing to protect"

"Lianxue, I am so weak."

Although he has lost his memory, these memories still instinctively affect Yiwozao.

The color of his hair is the color of Lianxue's kimono. The reason why his technique is in the shape of snowflakes is because it is the look of his lover's hairpin.

The six most powerful forms of destruction and killing are also the names of the fireworks he and Lianxue watched together. The reason why he hates weak people is because weak people do not dare to confront each other but conspire against them. Weak people cannot protect what they cherish. Just like the weak self he once was.

He doesn't remember any of these Yi Wo Zuo. It's just because of his obsession that he has never killed or eaten any woman.

"It turns out that I no longer need to become stronger.……"

"In the end, I just said nice things, and in the end, I didn’t even protect anyone... So what I really wanted to destroy... was the self who was always weak and powerless?"

Yi Wo Zuo murmured to himself, two lines of hot tears sliding down his cheeks.

"It's really ugly for me to be defeated by you three times in a row but still not admit defeat."He raised his newly grown head and looked up at Xia Yan standing in front of him, his expression became peaceful.

"How am I different from those despicable people?"

As he said that, Yiwozuo raised his fist and pointed it at himself.

Destruction and killing style!

Bang - a powerful explosion sounded.

The terrifying impact blew the snow on the ground flying in all directions, and Xia Yan's messy feathers were It swayed in the wind.

When the wind and snow dissipated, what was revealed was Yiwozuo's broken body.

Under the power of destructive terror, even Yiwozuo's body that had been repeatedly polished for hundreds of years was not affected. He had no ability to resist. All that was left after the bombing was a mutilated skeleton and some pieces of meat hanging on the skeleton.

But even so, his body was still repairing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In a trance , Yiwo Zuo seemed to see his father, master and his lover walking towards him.

He saw his father and master touching his head, saying that no matter what, he was his father's son and his master's. Disciple, they will not leave him alone.

He saw his lover Lianxue, gently holding his head in his arms, saying that he had done enough

"That's enough, stop it, don't do it again……"

"Xia Yan, you won……"

After leaving these words, Yiwozuo's body turned into ashes and slowly dissipated in the air. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

After it was confirmed that the last traces of Yi Wo Zuo left in the world had completely dissipated, Xia Yan's feet went weak, and he could barely stand with the support of the Nichirin Sword in his hand. on the ground.

His breathing suddenly became rapid, and a lot of sweat oozed from his body.

Although he was not injured, his physical strength had already reached its limit, and he could barely hold on before.

The law of survival on the battlefield is like that of a wild beast. You cannot expose your weaknesses and flaws to the enemy until you die. Once your flaws are exposed, it will be the moment of your death.

Of course, in fact he won't die.

Thinking of this, Xia Yan sat down on the snow without any scruples, adjusting his breathing to regain his strength.

Several crows that had been surrounding him were screaming, shouting good news and great news, while flying at full speed in the direction of Demon Slayer Headquarters 423 without any regard for physical strength.

Meanwhile, Kyoto.

Wuhan calmly added the medicine in the dropper to the test tube, gently shook the test tube, and observed the changes that occurred.

"Yiwozuo is dead, and the first string ghost moon is incomplete.……"

His tone was unusually calm, making it impossible to discern his mood at the moment.

Of course, no one around him would guess his mood.

Putting down the test tube in his hand, Kibutsuji Muzan picked up the notes on the side and recorded all the reactions and changes to the medicine.

"What a waste. I didn’t expect to be defeated by a mere member of the Demon Slayer Squad."

"Forget it, it doesn’t matter, I don’t have any expectations for these trashes anyway."[]

"only——"

Boom - a terrifying aura instantly filled the entire room.

The air trembled.

This is by no means an exaggeration, because at this moment, all the glass products in the entire basement exploded instantly, and potions of various colors flowed all over the floor.

"After a lapse of 108 years, Shang Xian was killed again. I am extremely unhappy now!"

After venting his emotions, Wuhan once again regained his composure.

It seemed that the lack of winding was just a trivial matter to him.

"Lanzhu...Natsuhiko Narukamizuki?……"

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