After chopping off the demon's head, Xiyue let out a long breath.

This demon was really troublesome to deal with, and he almost lost his arm.

Xiyue relaxed and prepared to tell the surviving members of the Demon Slayer Corps behind him that he had tried his best.

But as soon as he turned his head, the words of explanation stopped at his lips.

Seeing the member who should have been dead standing there alive, Xiyue was stunned.

Not dead? ? ? How is it possible?

Even if he took the demon's punch with his head, there is no possibility of survival.

Why did this man survive?

Looking at the arm that stopped in front of the member's face and gradually turned into black smoke and disappeared, Xiyue frowned.

He really couldn't figure out how this man survived. Did the demon suddenly stop?

Impossible, looking at the demon's teeth and the human blood on the chain, it didn't seem like he would have a conscience.

Did he lose strength when his head was chopped off?

No, no, no, Xiyue knew very well that it took him more than a moment to chop off the demon's head.

Severe pain will only stimulate the evil spirit to work harder.

"Are you okay?"

Although Xiyue couldn't figure out why, he still had to put on a show.

The other two members of the Demon Slayer Corps might not understand what had just happened, but this one could more or less see the purpose of his actions.

In order to avoid being criticized by other members, Xiyue's expression was very sincere.

When the members who had walked around the gates of hell saw Xiyue's expression, they actually thought for a moment that Xiyue didn't mean it.

But the facts before him told him that this man was planning to sacrifice him to kill the evil spirit!

His sincerity now was just a pretense because he was not dead.

"without..."Things"

The team member forced a smile and replied to Xiyue's hypocritical relationship.

He really wanted to accuse Xiyue of being fake in front of the other team members, but he was not stupid. He was too weak in both strength and status compared to Xiyue.

Openly accusing Xiyue might be turned against him, and then he would not only be unable to defend himself, but also face life-threatening danger.

This time he could only swallow his anger.

However, since it was not because of Xiyue that the evil spirit stopped, then who was it?

The evil spirit's arm had turned into black smoke and disappeared into the air.

But the blood hole in the middle of the iron fist was still vivid in the team member's mind.

If he guessed correctly, it was that blood hole that saved him. Are there other members of the Demon Slayer Corps here?

The team member raised his head and looked around nearby.

Suddenly, he didn't know if he was dazzled, he seemed to see a figure passing over the eaves

"Did you see it wrong?....."The team member murmured to himself, somewhat disappointed.

If there were other swordsmen from the Demon Slayer Corps here, judging from the strength of the other party who was able to block the full force attack of the evil ghost just now, the other party's strength must be stronger than the swordsman who came to support from the headquarters.

With him observing from the side, he would definitely be able to see that what Gyoku had just done had violated the rules of the Demon Slayer Corps, and he was in charge of fairness for himself.

"I'm really sorry. My vision was blocked by the evil ghost's iron chain. I didn't see you behind me and almost hurt you by mistake. Fortunately, you are okay."

"Otherwise, if you get hurt, I will definitely feel very guilty."

Supporting the team member's body, Xiyue said"worriedly".

The other two team members didn't understand, and followed Xiyue to ask how the team member was.

The team member sneered in his heart at Xiyue's question.

Blocked by the chain? The chains are all wrapped around the evil ghost's arm, how can it block your vision?

He cursed inwardly but still had to pretend that it didn't matter.

Seeing that the team member's face was a little reluctant, Xiyue knew that the other party should know that he was deliberately avoiding it.

But since the other party didn't say it, he was still sensible and knew what to say and what not to say, which saved him trouble.

Xiyue did enough superficial work and helped the team member walk out of the yard.

Luochuan, who was standing on the eaves, narrowed his eyes slightly. This Xiyue really deserved to die.

Even if he had not betrayed the Demon Slayer Corps, Luochuan could not let him go just for persecuting his teammates.

The evil demon just now was doomed to die, and it was only a matter of time before Gion killed him.

Gion could have obviously taken away most of the demon's strength with that punch and then killed him.

But he didn't. He was greedy for momentary pleasure and actually mortgaged the lives of the Demon Slayer Corps members.

Fortunately, he was watching this time, otherwise the team member would have died after being hit by that punch.

Luochuan looked at Gion with an increasingly dangerous look. If he hadn't wanted to rely on Gion to lure out Kokushibo.

Based on Gion's actions just now, Luochuan would have chopped off his head.

However, Gion's actions gave Luochuan a reminder that he needed a reason to kill Gion with his own hands.

Whether it was betraying a demon or persecuting teammates, it would have an impact on the old man.

So why not use Kokushibo's He just wanted to kill him with his own hands.

Facing one of the upper ranks, it is normal to have some casualties, right?

Luochuan nodded and thought this was a good reason.

He is a human, not a god.

Besides, Kokushibo is so strong, he can't take everyone's safety into consideration, right? Luochuan was thinking about his plan, and suddenly Luochuan's body shuddered, as if an invisible force penetrated his defenses and hit the depths of his soul.

Every nerve in his body was stimulated by this sudden shock like an electric shock, and the whole person seemed to be nailed to the ground.

An extremely dangerous aura quietly invaded his perception range, like an invisible poisonous snake slowly swaying around him, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

Luochuan's muscles instantly tensed up, as hard as steel, but he knew that this reaction was just an instinctive self-protection.

In In the face of this kind of breath, the defense of the body seemed fragile and powerless.

He could feel that there seemed to be countless pairs of cold eyes behind him secretly watching him.

The feeling was creepy, as if every inch of skin was slowly cut by a blunt knife.

Luochuan's breathing became rapid, as if the air became sticky and difficult to breathe.

The heartbeat became extremely clear at this moment, roaring in his ears like a drumbeat, almost covering all the sounds from the outside world.

This feeling can only be brought to him by Kokushibo and Muzan.

Luochuan quickly filtered out the possibility of Muzan, because he was already familiar with Muzan's smell, the disgusting smell mixed with blood and rot.

And at this moment, what permeated the air was another strange breath, with a suffocating fishy smell.

This means - the person coming is Kokushibo.

Luochuan's pupils shrank slightly, and a trace of vigilance was revealed in his eyes.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but the terrifying breath was still with him.

This breath made every hair of Luochuan stand up, and the chill climbed from his spine all the way to the top of his head, and the whole person seemed to be trapped in the frozen soil.

Looking at the motionless figure at the gate of the yard, Luochuan stood up.

As expected of Kokushibo, the aura of just standing there was far beyond the reach of other upper ranks.

What Gyokutsu, what Douma, and Kokushibo were completely not on the same level.

The ghost who fought the three pillars in the Infinite Castle and was killed by the plot in the end, now appeared alive in front of Luochuan.

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