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Chapter 196 - Departure(1/3)

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Two weeks later,

night,

The bright moon hangs in the sky, radiating the white moonlight.

Swish! Swish!

A figure stood by the pool, waving the knife in his hand vigorously, and the sound of the blade cutting through the air continued to come quickly.

“Seven thousand nine hundred ninety-five, seven thousand nine hundred nine six, seven thousand nine hundred…”

Chi Yan's hair shaking slightly. Purgatory Renshouro stood in the moonlight, his forehead was covered in sweat. He adjusted his breathing and tightened his gradually weak arms.

Sweat slowly hung on the blade along the knife, and was thrown out with the waves again and again.

Wave the blade again!

"Eight thousand!"

Chih!

Purgatory Renshouro slightly inserted the blade into the soil, put his hands on the hilt of the knife, lowered his head, and calmed his breathing.

Every day after the training of the pillars, he would always practice sword skills alone at night for hours.

Day after day, since joining the Demon Killing Team, it has been like this every year.

He raised his head and looked to the east.

As the pillar of the Demon Slayer Team, you must become stronger.

Only before the sun that represents hope rises, it turns into the scorching light of the night.

Purgatory Renshouro likes what a junior said very much.

‘I want to share my happiness.’

‘Everyone of our Demon Slayers is doing this to create a world of truly happiness and peace, isn’t it?’

The person who said this was Takehara...

The boy's tone was very sunny, but he had a very cruel approach to himself.

"Huh... Takehara Boy..." Purgatory Renshouro let out a long sigh.

He learned the location of Takehara from Naosuzuna a few days ago.

Takehara, in Infinite City, is still alive.

When Purgatory learned the news, he almost instantly understood why Shangzuna didn't tell him this time.

——Stay in the Ghost King’s base camp, Infinite City for nearly half a year and still survives.

There is only one possibility.

——Now Takehara, I'm afraid she has become a cannibal evil spirit.

"Senior Purgatory! I can do it."

"Purgatory Lord! Please don't worry about me!"

Takehara's voice echoed in Purgatory Renshouro's mind, and he slowly lowered his head.

Crack...

The hand holding the hilt of the knife was getting stronger and stronger, and the blood was lost.

Purgatory Renshouro gritted his back groove tightly, his nose felt slightly sour, and the anger in his heart continued to rise.

Chih!

He pulled the knife out of the soil.

Then swing the knife again!

Wow—! The red flames gushed from the hilt of the knife!

A faintly, a strange blue-purple flame rose instantly and was covered by the red flames.

“Eight thousand and one!”

...

Although Shang Quannai's blood is basically harmless to people.

But it is also the blood of the ghost after all.

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On the other side.

Between paddy fields.

Swish! Swish!

As Guoyansheng was also bathed in the moonlight, he was waving the blade lightly.

Compared with the calm and open-minded Renshouro's aura, Jikui Ion-Saki seems extremely relaxed at this moment.

Although it is also a big opening and closing action, it always looks like it is easy to feel.

If you look closely, you will find out.

Ji Guoyansheng swung his sword—no backswing.

This is the essence of the national swordsmanship.

The body stiffness caused by the end of each move is cleverly turned into the beginning of the next move, so as to use it incredibly coherently and smoothly.

Swish swish swish swish!

After wiping the sweat from his forehead, Ji Guoyansheng breathed out and turned his head to look at the direction of the field not far from the next door.

There, a faint light of fire was flashing.

"…Yanzhu... That guy..." He narrowed his eyes and curled his lips helplessly.

Since Nao Nai Naira said something to Infernal Reinsuro a few days ago, Purgatory has obviously become something wrong.

More motivated than before, but that passion is not as capable as before - to drive others.

"Trouble..." As Guoyansheng turned around, he no longer cared about other people's affairs.

At this time.

Click!

A drop of water fell into the clear pool beside it.

Ji Guoyansheng subconsciously glanced in that direction.

He caught a glimpse of his reflection in the pool next to him.

“…that’s that?”

Ji Guoyan-Saki was slightly stunned, then slowly lowered the knife in his hand and slowly approached the pool.

Droop your head and carefully observe your reflection.

The eyes gathered on the forehead and collarbone.

The faint marks of marks are printed there.

"This is...!" As Guoyansheng's pupils shrank, he quickly reached out and touched his forehead, and a hint of joy rose in his heart.

——The same markings as the fate!

So that's it... So that's it...

Thinking about the fact that Yuan had dappled marks since she was born, and that Shang Quanna also had dappled marks, Ji Kyoshi Katsuhiro touched his faint marks.

He thought he seemed to have found the reason for the surge in strength.

Is this a symbol of the strong?

Ji Guoyansheng admired the pool for a long time until he looked at himself in the pool.

The face that was too similar to Yuanyi instantly came into view, and the markings on his forehead made Ji Guoyansheng subconsciously feel that he had seen Yuanyi.

"…vomit--!"

He instantly turned his head aside in discomfort. His face turned pale, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly:

"Yuanyi..." Ji Guoyansheng's eyes were sharp:

"I... are getting closer and closer to you."

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Under high-intensity training, time passes quickly.
To be continued...
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