Demon Slayer: The King of Ghosts Walking in the World - Chapter 107
Chapter 108 Recovery
Yang Jie rubbed his hair, and said gently to You Dou: “You Douzi, you need to perform a hedge on that person on that bed, remember to burn the burning power.”
Yang Jie’s heart was also a little uneasy. He was worried that You Dou didn’t understand what he meant.
You Doudou crooked his head, nodded as if he knew it.
You Doudou came to the side of Jiosan Sheng and put his hand in front of Jiosan Sheng.
With the flowing of your blood, the blood dripped on the back of the Guoyan Sheng, and then burned a fire.
This flame did not burn the clothes and the tangled bandages that were wins, but the temperature of the flames became like a stove.
Time passed by one minute and one second. When using the blood explosive blood, the blood of the power of the power of the power of the ghost will be consumed, and sweat on the forehead of your beans.
Hearing the keenly hearing goodness here first discovered the difference between Ji Guoyan victory: “His heartbeat. The beating is getting stronger and stronger!”
After the use of your beans, he was forced to enter the state of young children.
You Douzi trot all the way to Yang Jie’s side, pulling La Yosuke’s trouser legs.
Yang Jie picked up your beans and praised: “Dry beautiful, your beans.”
After the bean took his head and rubbed his arm, Yang Jie returned your beans to Carbona.
Butterfly Chaonai checked Kananan Sheng’s body, found that breathing was stable, his life signs have gradually stabilized, and the continuous burning power in the body has also disappeared.
After the inspection, the butterfly Chaonai said: “Okay, let’s leave the ward first and let him take a good rest.”
Everyone withdrew from the ward.
When Yang Jie wanted to close the door, the voice of the weakness of Guoyan Sheng came: ”
Yang Jie returned to the side of Jiosan Sheng and said softly, “I’m here.”
“Do you believe in the existence of the soul?”
Yang Jie nodded firmly and replied, “I believe it, because I have seen the important people who have passed away more than once, and I go to the narrow island, and I tell me one by one.”
“Yeah.”
Fu Guoyan recalled the scene where he met with Yuan Yi, and murmured: “It turned out that I did not believe that the person died would have a soul existence, thinking that this was my obsession.
But in front of the tomb of Yuan Yiyi, I saw Yuan Yiyi, and that time I faced my heart.
The second time I had a miserable battle with the ghost dance, and I saw the fate again when I was in a desperate situation. He lent me to me, so that I could show the breath that I should not be able to exert it to fight against the ghost dancerNothing.
But I failed. ”
Following Guoyan Sheng’s expression was bitter: “Even if the fate is dead, I still make him worry. I am really a brother who is not aware.”
Yang Jie asked in surprise: “The breathing of the sun is the reason? Can the soul give power?”
“Although it is incredible, I can feel that I can exert the breath of the day and depend on fate. I was originally a ghost.Will be backbone. ”
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Yang Jie asked again: “Why do you fight with ghost dance on narrow Island?”
“I once said that this layer of cognition of ghost dances without miserable subordinates is limited to the ghost dances without misery and found the priests.”
Yang Jie’s eyes widened, his expression was dignified: “You mean, the narrow island is the place of residence of the priest family, and the ghost dance is not miserable to get the priests?”
“That’s right, ghost dance is not miserable, and I know that I betrayed him, so when I was going to slaughter the priests, it suddenly appeared and stopped me.”
Yang Jie’s face is very ugly. Although I don’t know if the God’s official can make the ghost dance overcome the sun, everything must be done well.
After a moment of silence, Yang Jie asked Ji Guoyan Sheng: “You take a good rest for the time being, it’s safe here.”
Jianwan Sheng suddenly said: “Can me see the young man named the Choimen Rich Lang?”
Yang Jie nodded: “Yes, he is outside now.”
Yang Jie left the ward and let Carbon Jiro enter.
Carbonic Lang is very puzzled that he has never intersect with Jiwan Sheng, why see himself.
When Carbon Standing was standing next to Guoyan Sheng, Guo Yan Sheng watched Carin Richo with tears and sighed: “You and Yuan Yiyi really feel like I can feel.gentle.”
Carbona did not know how to answer Kimyan Sheng, and could only stand in place.
“Carbonzer” suddenly called after Guoyan Sheng.
“exist!”
“Can you put your hand on my forehead?”
Carbona put her hand gently on the forehead of Suman Rock.
Feeling the temperature of Carbonic’s palm, Following Guoyan’s tears couldn’t stop flowing, and he kept murmuring the name of Jiyi.
From the smell of Ji Guoyan victory, Carbonus smells endless sadness and self -blame, his tight body relaxes, and silently comforts Ji Guoyan Sheng.
One month has passed, and the limbs of Guoyan Sheng have all healed themselves.
Because the flames of the daily breathing will burn more than half of the ghost dancing in the Guoyan Sports, which leads to a significant decline in strength.
Originally, Yang Jie wanted to inject his own blood, so that Ji Yan Sheng recovered his strength.
However, I was rejected by Kuo Yan Sheng’s kindness: “I’m tired, and I want to keep my expectations in the future.”
Yang Jie respects the choice of Jiwan Sheng. With such an will, Following Guoyan has taught charcoal Rich Lang, good and Yi and Yizhi’s help without reservation.
Although the strength of Guoyan Sheng has no existence at this moment, in the past few hundred years, as a Samurai, the successor of the Samurai, and has a wealth of fighting experience. At this point, no one can compare the successor.
Today’s charcoal Rich Lang, good, Yizhi help, in Yangosuke, two butterfly sisters, Purgatory Xing Shoulang, Ji Zhi, prostitutes, Kota, and Guoyan Sheng’s teachings, the strength has reached the level of the pillar.
And Carbonia learned from Jisan Shengkou that the breathing of the day has the thirteenth sword type, which is the infinite continuous attack of the twelve sword types of the daily breathing.
Although Carbonus could not use the gods of fire to be consistent, a separate sword type was extremely skilled, and Carbon Richo was also working hard towards this goal.