People read the barrage at the beginning of Demon Slayer

Haruto was stunned.

He looked up, and the eyes of the purgatory-maki juro were full of tears.

"You ......

".

"You go, don't come again. "

Maki Shourou lowered his head and said after a while, "I have already resigned from the position of Yanzhu, and the affairs of the Ghost Slayer Team will have nothing to do with me in the future." "

He squirmed his lips, probably trying to apologize for the remark, but in the end he kept silent.

This enthusiastic and cheerful man was deeply devastated after his wife left, and even gave up the ghost killing career he once loved as much as his life.

Haruto leaves the purgatory house, and young Kyojuro comes to give him a ride.

"Does your body matter?".

Kyojurou asked with concern, he was almost exactly the same as his father, with the same passion and concern and a burning heart.

"If it's out of the way, you don't have to send it far. "

"Father's words are not really accusing you, he is just having trouble with himself, so don't take it to heart. "

Haruto chuckled lightly, "I know." Just ......".

He looked back at the Purgatory House in the setting sun, and said with some melancholy, "Has Mr. Maki really decided to leave the Ghost Slayer?"

Since the birth of the Breath of Fire, there has never been a vacancy in the position of the Flame Pillar.

Now that the purgatory, Maki Shoulang is gone, who should fill the position of the flame pillar?

"His Royal Highness Sanyashiki has not yet approved my father's departure. Kyojuro's eyes sparkled and he replied, "I'm already ready to join the ghost killing team, and I'm working hard to become a pillar for my father!"

With his back to the sunset, Purgatory's eyes were as hot and bright as his father's, and the faith burning in his chest was hotter than the sun.

......

At

night, a cold wind blows from the top of the mountain, the stars scatter, and the moon and stars brightly dot the sky.

Because it is heavily protected by the Demon Slayer Squad, there is no need to worry about man-eating demons at night.

Harukoto lay on the meadow, the tip of his nose was the smell of grass mixed with the faint fragrance of wildflowers, which made his mood extremely calm.

After greeting the Wudou River, he ran to the mountain and stayed for two or three days.

said it was cultivation, but he just lay aimlessly on the ground and stared at the sky in a daze.

Mr. Maki lost his faith, and the faith in his chest that supported the breath of the flame was gone.

Kyojuro has strengthened his faith, his aura is firm and steady, and he may really become the next Yanzhu.

And what about him?

What about Haruko?

What is his faith?

The

white-haired boy tossed and turned on the ground and thought about it for a long time, but he still couldn't find an answer.

He didn't know who his parents were since he was a child, and he always lived with his uncle.

After his uncle died, he kowtowed three times to Wudouhe who came to mourn, and then followed him to the Forging Knife Village and became an apprentice under Wudouhe.

His life is as simple as that, killing ghosts is not because of hatred, but because he needs to do it.

Man-eating ghosts are no different from innocent people, they need to be sent to the sun, scorched by the sun and turned into ashes.

Without firm conviction in his chest, and without a firm conviction and a passionate mind, he will not be able to become a good swordsman of the breath of fire.

That's what Haruto has been thinking about these days.

[You and I are useless people.] ]

The tearful and tragic words of Purgatory Maki Jurou seemed to still echo in his ears, pressing Qing's heart sullen.

Useless people?

Who?

Me?

The boy stared at the sky, connecting the bright stars with his gaze.

I'm a 20-year-old street worker who travels to another world.

From a weak bird who can't pick up his shoulders and can't lift his hands, he has become a super strong swordsman with eight-pack abs......

Call me useless?

I can ...... Nonrecognition.

It's just that the breathing method is not suitable for the body, and since the breath of the flame can't satisfy me, let's change the breathing method.

Haruto doesn't know that a normal Demon Slayer swordsman can't use two different breathing methods, he only knows that when he occasionally skims "Demon Slayer Blade", the protagonist Tanjiro in it sometimes uses the breath of water with blue ripples, and sometimes he uses the breath of fire with fire?

It shows that swordsmen can use two different breathing methods.

The water is calling, the wind is blowing, the thunder is calling, or I am going to ask Mr. Beimingyu for advice on Yanhu

The stars in his line of sight were connected into a series of arcs according to his thoughts, and there was a sharp edge hidden in the softness.

Haruto closed his eyes, and he seemed to have turned into the sky, leaping deep into the sea of sky.

Clear nights are refreshing, and such a beautiful scene should not be mixed with evil spirits.

His thoughts fluttered under the night sky, to touch the moon, to kiss the stars.

Something seemed to stir in his chest, as if he had inhaled a large mouthful of minty air, and his mind was clear.

The cold air poured into his chest, making his limbs seem to float in the air.

The stars in front of me are connected, like constellations, and like ......

Sword moves.

Harukoto traced the sword moves in his mind, his body leaping up from the grass and gripping the Hinawa sword that was set aside.

In his ignorant sight, the white barrage squeezed the screen.

[Famous scene scheduled!].

[Brother Qingren finally abandoned Yanhu and turned to the path of creating his own breathing method!].

[In addition to Tanjiro, the second macho man who can use two sets of breathing methods!].

[Upstairs, Haruto appeared a lot earlier than Tanjiro, and Harukoto is also the first to be ranked in order. 】

[Old-male-].

Hotaru covered her ears and tossed and turned on the bed.

Damn it...... Who the hell doesn't sleep at night and keeps making a sound in the mountains and forests!

He ran to the mountains to practice just to avoid these inexplicable sounds!

After enduring it for dozens of minutes, Hotaru Steel Tsuka jumped up angrily, didn't even wear the Fire Man mask, and rushed out of the door with two forged kitchen knives.

"Oooo

Steel Tsukasa Hotaru turned into a super-grade spell spirit, carrying two kitchen knives and trotting all the way to the source of the sound.

Let me know who it is, I must kill him with my own hands!

The stinky boy who disturbs dreams!

With

a muscular arm swinging two slashes to cut through the bushes in front of him, Hotaru finally found the guy who kept him awake at night.

The white-haired boy stood in the starlight, holding in his hand the Nihon Knife that he had painstakingly forged.

Move, turn, stab, slash.

His footwork is agile, his body is steady, and his hand holding the knife is as steady as a rock, except for the sound of the blade breaking the wind, it is indeed a beautiful picture of strength and beauty.

It's just ......

Isn't this kid surnamed Xiaoniayou the breath of fire?!

Why is his blade blue-purple like an aurora?!

Is the blade of any breathing method blue-purple?

Hotaru Iron Tsuka, holding two kitchen knives, crouched in the grass and pondered.

The most important point is that this knife is based on the conditions under which Haruto uses Yanhu, and it will definitely not be able to exert the full strength of Haruto who is not Yanhu!

The swordsman he was in charge of using the Hinawa sword he created couldn't exert his full strength

This is simply the biggest failure of his knife smithing career!

Haruto let out a long breath and fell to the ground, with irrepressible joy in his heart.

There is no exhaustion and muscle soreness when running the breath of fire!

Although this breathing method that he explored in the operation of the stars does not know how powerful it is, at least it will not consume his physical strength like Yan Hu like crazy!

"Giggle ......

".

A strange sound suddenly sounded in his ears, and Haruki immediately looked around vigilantly.

While sweeping through the bushes not far away, he almost scared out of the original drawing

An unknown creature with extremely low air pressure crouched there and "clucked" and shook wildly, and two shiny kitchen knives reflected an eerie glow in the moonlight!

"Damn—it's scared!".

"Cluck!".

A muscular hunk jumped out of the bushes, his eyes bloodshot: "Unforgivable!".

"You're fucking Hotaru Tsukasa!

"Let me forge you a new sword!I will not allow my swordsman to carry such a sword!".