Vine attacks the mountain.
in the forest.
boom! boom!
The fat dark green figure moved slowly between the trees.
In front of him was a black figure who was running away.
not far away.
Behind a tree.
"...What is that...?" The girl opened her eyes wide, her pupils trembling violently, and the huge body of the hand ghost was reflected in her eyes:
"Ghost...is it a ghost?"
Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, breathing quickly:
"Are all the ghosts in the assessment so powerful?"
She held the Sun Blade at her waist tremblingly.
He looked at the black figure who was running away quickly.
The short twin ponytails swayed slightly, and there was a hint of timidity on his resolute face.
no!
The blue eyes showed fear.
——Can't save him!
In the heart.
The scene of her family being slaughtered by ghosts reappeared again. The girl looked directly at everything not far away in front of her, and gradually froze in place.
The hand holding the handle of the knife trembled, but he didn't have the courage to pull it out of the scabbard.
My legs also felt like they were filled with lead.
Unable to take a step forward.
Tears slipped silently down his cheeks and dripped on the short grass blades beside him.
I... everything I did to become a swordsman...
...or is it all in vain...?
at last.
"…sorry Sorry sorry!"
The girl named Kanzaki Aoi covered her ears and squatted behind a tree in fear, shaking her head and muttering in a low voice.
She gritted her teeth and tears kept pouring from her eyes:
"...Isn't this...nothing can be accomplished..."
…
…
Tap tap tap! !
"Hahaha!"
Zhuo Yue looked horrified. He paid attention to the direction behind him and kept running forward, breathing heavily.
Never heard of it, I never heard of it!
Why is there such a big ghost in Tengxi Mountain? !
His pupils shrank to a point, and the huge dark green shadow was slowly squirming behind him.
boom! boom!
"...kid, don't just run away."
The broad palms replaced the feet to support the body, and squirmed forward step by step:
"I...have been here for 45 years..."
The cold tone was unhurried, as if he was not afraid of Yue Yue escaping from his hands:
"Ever since that damn Lintaki captured me..."
"I've eaten more than 50 people."
"Uh heh heh heh..."
ahead.
——50 people? !
Zhuo Yue's face was ashen, he gritted his teeth, constantly adjusted the rhythm of his breathing, and the speed of alternating his legs continued to increase.
Are the rest of the Demon Slayer Corps idiots? !
How could a ghost who had eaten so many people be allowed to pass the team selection test? !
While talking.
"I know what you are thinking..."
Countless arms entangled and tightly hugged the hand ghost's neck, and he said skillfully:
"Every year during the selection, I only eat one or two people."
"It will not be discovered at all..."
Creaking…
The hand ghost smiled ferociously, stretched out several arms, melted and bonded together like swollen tumors, and swelled with energy, aiming at Zhuo Yue's fleeing back:
"Among them...there are thirteen."
His eyes were bent at a strange angle. Decades of imprisonment had long distorted the hatred in his heart and made him even more depressed:
"He's the same as you, Lintaki's apprentice...!"
"Everyone, they are all in my belly."
"You are the fourteenth."
After saying this, Hand Ghost smiled proudly and stood there, quietly watching Zhuo Yue's fleeing back and no longer moving forward.
Hum, be angry, resist.
There was a hint of excitement in the hand ghost's eyes.
But, after waiting for a while.
He found.
Xuanyue actually didn't look back and continued to run away, even running further and further away.
——?
Under his thin skin, the blue muscles were clearly visible, and the blood vessels climbed ferociously.
There was a rare look of doubt on his face.
——What’s going on with this kid?
According to the past, when I said these words.
Those little foxes will have a very angry expression.
Then one by one lost their minds and fought back desperately without any plan.
Finally - after making a mistake caused by anger, he was caught by himself, and the expression on his face gradually turned into delicious despair...
Swallowed by oneself.
Lintaki's disciple died again.
Even the two guys in the past few years who made him gain a lot of strength at once died in this way.
After recalling the routine of previous years, Hand Ghost looked at Zhuo Yue's farther and farther back and became angry.
——This is what you should do! Kid!
boom!
"Hello…!!"
The hand ghost frowned, angry veins spread along his forehead, and slapped the ground hard with his palms.
Poof!
The bulging dark green cyst suddenly erupted, like a rope being launched, and rushed straight towards Yuyue!
The thick palm joints splayed out in front of the cyst!
Uh-huh!
Zhuo Yue's ears twitched slightly, he turned his head suddenly, looked behind him in horror, and made rapid distinctions in his mind.
He shouted almost subconsciously:
"Wait a moment!!"
Don't wait for him to finish.
Snapped!
The huge palm that was launched suddenly grabbed his left arm!
"Pooh!"
As if being hit by a huge boulder, his muscles and bones were instantly twisted, intense pain ran down his left arm, cold sweat suddenly broke out, and Zhuo Yue's face turned pale.
In just a moment, his left arm was crushed to pieces!
An irresistible force came from his side. Zhuo Yue felt his center of gravity being pulled away. He gritted his teeth and inhaled quickly:
"no!"
Thinking quickly, Yue Yue recalled what he heard the hand ghost say just now. He differentiated and yelled at the top of his lungs:
"I'm not Lintaki's disciple!"
Uh-huh!
The giant hand that grabbed his left arm suddenly shrank back, and everything in front of him quickly retreated!
no!
Zhuo Yue's forehead was covered with sweat, and severe pain kept coming. His eyes quickly scanned the surroundings.
If this continues, you will definitely die!
Click!
The only remaining right arm holds the Nichirin Sword at the waist!
He glanced at his pinched left arm and his breathing became extremely rapid.
--I!
——Never die!
Poof!
The blade passed under his left shoulder and armpit, and the sharp knife easily cut off his crushed left arm!
boom!
After losing his restraint, Yue Yue fell heavily to the ground. He coughed out a mouthful of blood and had no time to feel the pain.
Quickly get up from the ground.
As long as he doesn't die, he will win in the end.
Zhuo Yue stood up staggeringly, his face pale. Taking advantage of the hand ghost's surprise, he casually tore off the strip of cloth and simply tied the broken part of his left arm tightly with his mouth.
His mind was spinning rapidly, and he suddenly recalled the mask that his master had given him, and what the ghost had called him just now.
He shouted hoarsely:
"That mask is not mine!"
"Yes..." Halfway through his words, a suffocating feeling came from the bottom of his heart, almost an instinct to survive.
Zhu Yue's eyes lit up:
"Before going up the mountain, I killed the guy wearing the mask and took it from him!"
After Zhuo Yue finished speaking, he forced himself to calm down, breathed rapidly to regain his strength, and observed the hand ghost's expression.
Through what the hand ghost said just now.
Yue Yue judged that he must not have any relationship with Linlong.
(End of chapter)
