From Demon Slayer, the sword is invincible

Feng Xiaodao finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Douma lying on the ground. However, he was already in a weak state, and the pain from Douma's previous injury was coming quickly, so much so that he felt heartbroken when he moved.

"Kanae will definitely be able to deal with the remaining ghosts, otherwise I will die here! I don't know where the cat has gone. If there is danger, he will inform me and come out to pick up the corpses after the fight. He is more cunning than me!"

Feng Xiaodao lay on his back, looking up at the hall and spoke with difficulty.

"You must be Feng Xiaodao!"

Suddenly, a voice came from Feng Xiaodao's ears, which made Feng Xiaodao feel relieved again. He looked around but didn't find anyone approaching him. Then he thought of something and turned his head with difficulty towards the direction of Douma's head.

Douma, who had not yet turned into ashes, stared at him with his eyes wide open, and then slowly spoke:

"I'm sorry that this is the first time I meet you. I'm sure you've guessed who I am!"

"You are the old immortal ghost Butsuji Muzan! What do you want from me? To avenge your subordinates?"

Feng Xiaodao knew that this was Muzan talking to him through Douma's body. After all, Muzan could control 99% of the demons through blood, it just depended on whether he was willing.

“Immortal old, this description is indeed not wrong, this is a gift from God, but God seems to have forgotten something, so I still have some defects.

As for revenge, I can create as many characters as I want. You overestimate the significance of these ghosts to me. They are just my bored toys! And if he fails to complete my orders, I will kill him even if he is still alive."

Douma (Muzan) spoke with an expressionless face, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Although Feng Xiaodao couldn't move his whole body, he still cursed arrogantly: "So all this was your idea, stop talking nonsense, if it's any later this head will be gone, fart now!"

Douma (Muzan) didn't show any emotion at all.

"Your strength really impresses me. Are you interested in joining us? Only eternal life can make you stronger. Someone with such outstanding talent will definitely not be willing to see his brilliant life end in such a short time!"

Feng Xiaodao laughed softly after hearing this. "Haha, actually I also want to be immortal, but unfortunately I have reasons to be your enemy! You have always wanted to kill me, so why do you want to recruit me now?"

Feng Xiaodao was not cautious just because the person he was talking to was Muzan. Firstly, he no longer had any attack power so it didn't matter. Secondly, he had to kill Muzan no matter what, and there was no way for the two of them to get along in a friendly manner.

"Oh? The strong will naturally receive preferential treatment, but you and I are obviously not the same kind of people. Are you ready to face the next pursuit? You know, I will never show mercy to my enemies!"

Douma (Muzan) did not try to persuade Feng Xiaodao again, because he knew that some things, some people, and some words only needed to be said once.

Feng Xiaodao couldn't help but think of the plot in the original work, where those lower-rank demons were killed by Muzan himself in the Infinite Castle. So he sneered and said, "Haha, how kind can you be to your own people?"

Muzan didn't care about it and responded calmly: "That's it, I hope that when we meet again, you won't come to see me with only a head left."

Feng Xiaodao fought back without showing any weakness: "Wash your neck clean and wait for your master Dao to come and take your head!"

"What an interesting person!" Muzan chuckled, and then Douma's head continued to burn and eventually turned into ashes.

Feng Xiaodao was breathing hard, but he was not as tough as he had been in the previous conversation. After all, his strength was still a little bit lacking. Muzan had already set his sights on him, and he could no longer hide like this. He had to quickly break through the current bottleneck.

Feng Xiaodao lay on the ground, looking at the exquisite murals above the hall, thinking about his next plan. He decided to find Ubuyashiki first after returning to the Demon Slayer Corps headquarters, hoping to collect the five major breathing methods and restore the Sun Breathing Method.

In addition, he also had to create his own knife breathing method. As for the charcoal seller, although he had been looking for him, he had not found him yet, so he could only consider him as an alternative plan. Thinking about these things, Feng Xiaodao gradually fell into a coma.

In the darkness, Feng Xiaodao felt as if he was gently held in someone's arms. The warm and soft touch made him feel extremely comfortable, and he was even reluctant to leave. He seemed to feel a cool breath on his cheeks, and that coolness reminded him of Chanahui.

Did she succeed in destroying the remaining demons? Feng Xiaodao secretly guessed that he thought that Douma's death meant that his blood demon arts would also dissipate. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but guess that Kanae might be feeling sorry for him.

Feng Xiaodao tried desperately to open his eyes and take a look at the surroundings, but the exhaustion of his body made him unable to move, and he could only continue to sleep in a daze.

The wind was whistling in my ears and my body was shaking constantly.

Feng Xiaodao couldn't bear it anymore and was about to open his eyes. He seemed to be moving very quickly. Who was holding him?

It seemed that the body had recovered a little. A ray of light shone down from above, and the pupils could not bear it and began to adjust immediately.

An indifferent face appeared in front of him, and the fluttering black hair showed that it was really moving fast at this moment.

"Why is it you, Senior Brother Duan Shuiliu! Where is my Kanae?" Feng Xiaodao shouted with mixed emotions of surprise, worry, dissatisfaction and relief.

"Don't move. There is no doctor right now. This is just emergency treatment!" said Giyu Tomioka expressionlessly.

Feng Xiaodao suddenly felt intense pain all over his body, as if every inch of his skin was rebelling against his body.

"Mr. Xiaodao, I'm here. Mr. Yiyong came to support us! We are now heading to the nearest base, where there are medicines that can help you recover. But... your injuries are really serious, I can only help you temporarily!"

A familiar voice came, with a gentle and caring tone.

Feng Xiaodao tried to move his head, and his vision gradually became clear. A still gentle and beautiful face appeared in front of him, her eyes were full of worry and heartache, which made Feng Xiaodao feel a warm current in his heart.

"It's really you, Kanae. I'm glad you're okay. I mean what I said. Douma has been killed! I won't let anyone who has his eyes on you live!" Feng Xiaodao felt relieved but did not forget to pretend in front of Kanae.

Sure enough, Kanae's eyes were slightly red, and tears seemed about to flow out at any time.

"I believe you! Stop talking for now, it will affect your injury!"

Feng Xiaodao couldn't stand the sight of a woman crying, so he suddenly shouted in a loud voice, "Don't be like this, I'm in good health, don't you believe me? Big Brother, put me down and let me walk by myself!"

“Oh!” “Snap!”

Tomioka Giyu decisively let go, letting the knife fall to the ground, his eyes full of "this is what you said."

"Damn it, if you really want to let me go, then I'm just bragging. If you don't understand this, how are you going to find a wife in the future?"

Feng Xiaodao lay on the ground in disbelief, shouting with a look of regret on his face.

"You said it! I asked you to prove that you are capable, but it seems that you can't!" Tomioka Giyu said regretfully as he picked up Feng Xiaodao from the ground.

"Fuck, what are you looking at? You idiot!"

"You can not!"

……

Seeing that Feng Xiaodao still had the energy to argue with Yiyong, Kanae's worry disappeared and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.