Demon Slayer: Muzan saw that I was torn Apart - Chapter 123
Chapter 123 Hang Guoyan Sheng
The round moon is hung in the night sky, and it is slightly strange that the moon tonight shows the blood red color, and it looks bigger than ever.
Under the night sky, a samurai figure walked slowly along the road. The grass leaves by the road made a “rusty” sound under the breeze.
The figure of the samurai looked up at the bloody moon in the sky, and the memory in his mind returned 400 years ago.
This night scene is here again …
Mu Mu looked at the bloody moon, and remembered the incredible scene that it saw that night.
It has also experienced countless bloody nights in the past four hundred years, but the scenes at that time have never been seen again, but it was expected to be expected after the night of 400 years ago. When the flute was brokenIt is destined when it falls.
After so many years, its strength has been several times stronger than the original, but the humiliation left at that time could never be washed away.
After all … that person has …
A face appeared in the mind of Black Dead Mu. Once I remembered this face in the past, its mood would be anxious and angry, but the passage of time gradually calmed it down.What fluctuations.
“Da da……”
The sound of unspeakable footsteps seemed to be extremely clear in such a night, and the sound sounded from the front of the road.
died……
Turning around looking forward, a figure gradually appeared from the front of the road …
Black Dead Mu’s mood changed at this moment. Originally, the calm heart set off a wave of waves at this moment.
The figure in front of the road also saw Hei Dead Mu, and his footsteps stopped.
One person and one ghost, extremely similar appearance.
Black Mu’s body trembled at this moment, I don’t know if it was because of fear or excitement.
In the almost exactly the same scene, Black Dead Mu felt that he returned to the night of 400 years ago.
Bloody -moon, Qingfeng, Ji Guoyuan Yi …
Although the person in front of him is not an old state, Hei Dead Mu has been unable to discern at this moment.
That night’s scene clearly emerged in its mind, and it seemed to be reunited with everything in my eyes.
The person in front of him seemed to be his younger brother in his own man.
Mu Mu was in place, looking at the figure ahead.
Nympho
“How pitiful, brother …”
Nympho
The picture in my mind moved, and my eyes looked at it with tears.
“Upper strings … one …”
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The picture in front of me suddenly separated from the memory in my mind. Different voices and different words made Black Dead Mu soberly. The picture in the mind was broken. It was a young figure that appeared in front of the eyes of Hei Mu.
… He is not one fate … Fate is dead …
A little trembling with a liquidity of Black Death stopped, and its mood calmed down again.
Black Dead Mu recognized the ghost hunter who killed them in front of him.
It felt a little strange. Originally, it thought that after encountering this person, he would be anxious to pull the knife to fight, defeat him to alleviate the humiliation facing the fate at the time, or was killed by his strong strength, and died glory to death.Essence
But now that it really encountered it, it did not feel this way. Instead, it was a little sad. It was the same as the inexplicable sadness of the fate of the years of the wind candle 400 years ago.
At that time, it even shaken because of this, and it attributed this to its brother’s surprise in front of it for the first time in front of it.
“Powerful swordsman, report your name.”
Both sides were silent for a while, and Hei Dead Mu took the lead. It had learned that the jade pot was killed by Chiba Yang and recognized Chiba Yang’s strength.
The opposite Chiba Yang was stunned after hearing this problem. He felt that the ghost in front of him was a little different from the difference between before. He didn’t know why the reason was, but it felt like this.
After leaving Zhu Shi, Chiba Yang was found to know the upper string that had learned the information from the resident’s mouth according to the original plan, and it encountered tonight after one day.
For the first time, when I saw one of the upper string, Chiba Yang felt the sense of oppression that was similar to Wu Mi. When he planned to make a shot, he did not expect that the ghost actually asked his name.
“Chiba.” Hesitated, Chiba Yang informed the ghost in front of him, and his heart was a little confused, because the ghost in front of him faintly brought him a familiar feeling.
“Chiba … see your situation at that time, the descendants on the side of the time …”
Black Dead Mu said.
His words made Chiba Yang a little confused, because of that strange familiarity, Chiba Yang did not shot directly. He frowned and asked Black Mu: “What do you mean?”
“As a human name, my name is Kuo Yan Sheng … It was a member of a samurai family who was the Sinity of the State in the Warring States Period a few hundred years ago … and you are the descendants of the children of the state …”
Black Dead Mu slowly explained to Chiba Yang that just after waking up from memory, it has found that Chiba Yang has the bloodline of the country, and also understand why his appearance is so similar to his brother.On the one hand, genes also occupy a part of the reason.
However, it also saw that Chiba Yang was not a descendant of his pulse, but the blood of the country at the time.
Black Dead Mu’s words surprised Chiba Yang. His words made Chiba Yang know that he still retained the memory of human beings. In addition, there was another reason that Chiba Yang was surprised.Essence
Four hundred years ago … the Warring States Period … just coincided with the time of the successor of the successor … and what it looks like …
Is it a coincidence …
Chiba Yang did not care whether he was descendants of the country. It has passed for hundreds of years. This relationship has no effect.Even if his blood was inherited in the past, he was still poor and miserable in the past.
However, the words of Black Mu also made Chiba Yang understand why he had this inexplicable sense of familiarity, which was the feeling that blood was passed to him.
In addition, he was more concerned about what the relationship between this successor and the predecessor that this successor that he heard from the world before.
“What is the relationship between you and the predecessor named Ji Guo?” Chiba Yang asked to death.
After hearing this name, he was silent, and looked up and murmured to the sky: “Now there are still people who remember your name …”
The surnames of the successor have long been inherited in the historical long river, and even people have forgotten that there was such a family in the past.