Demon Slayer: The beginning of an immortal sword

Seeing this, Tamayo took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

After all, the excitement just now was too strong.

She turned around and left in a hurry, her movements were quick and elegant.

During this process, Tamayo always turned her back to Ju Qingyan, as if she wanted to hide something.

On the way, she couldn't help but put the blood-stained finger into her mouth and sucked it gently, as if she wanted to taste the taste.

That look was full of temptation and mystery.

After a while, Tamayo had brought a transparent glass container, ready to receive Ju Qingyan's blood.

"Mr. Qingyan, I have an unwelcome request... Can I ask you to give me a little more blood?"

Although she knew that this request might be a bit excessive, she couldn't suppress her inner desire and couldn't help asking.

As she spoke, Tamayo's tongue licked her lips involuntarily, revealing an irresistible charm.

This action made the whole atmosphere more ambiguous.

Yushiro's eyes moved back and forth between the two of them, his eyes almost spitting fire, but he didn't dare to move under the power of Tachibana Qingyan.

Tachibana Qingyan looked at the scene in front of him, his mouth corners slightly raised, and answered without hesitation: "Take it for consumption? No problem."

His tone was relaxed and natural, as if it was just a trivial matter.

Hearing Tachibana Qingyan's straightforward agreement, Tamayo couldn't help but feel a burst of surprise, and her face flushed instantly.

She didn't expect that her thoughts were seen through by the other party at a glance, and she secretly regretted why she always lost her self-control so easily.

"You can take a bigger container."

Ju Qingyan kindly reminded.

For him, providing blood is not a difficult task, after all, he has a blood-forming ability far beyond that of ordinary people.

If a large amount of blood is needed for research or consumption, he has enough supply.

This is also the confidence of his ability to use the breath of blood.

If an ordinary person masters the breath of blood, he will feel dizzy and pale after using it once.

If he uses it for the second time, he may die due to excessive blood loss.

Even someone like Fuzugawa Shiya, who has a blood constitution of a hundred people, probably finds it difficult to control the breath of blood.

"Qingyan Jun, enough... enough, too much will overflow."

Tamayo looked at the blood flowing from Ju Qingyan in surprise, her eyes widened, full of worry and shock, worried that Ju Qingyan would be hurt by excessive blood loss.

"Such a powerful blood-forming ability is comparable to that of a ghost."

With a roar of praise, Tamayo personally bandaged Ju Qingyan's wound and became the second person of the opposite sex to treat his wound.

She carefully wrapped the bandage around Ju Qingyan's hand, and her gentle eyes revealed concern and gratitude.

Ju Qingyan quietly felt Tamayo's care, and for a moment he actually enjoyed it.

"The Jiezhu of the Demon Slayer Corps is really a magical boy..."

Thinking of this, Tamayo developed a strong interest in Ju Qingyan.

Originally thought that studying human blood was just a trivial matter, but now she doesn't think so.

But as of now, the characteristics of Ju Qingyan's blood are by no means simple.

And the sweet smell made her unable to control herself, and she wanted to swallow Ju Qingyan's blood immediately.

It is very likely that Ju Qingyan's blood sample was consumed before the research results came out.

Ten minutes later.

Ju Qingyan was ready to leave, and stood up and said: "Ms. Tamayo, you can study slowly, I'm a little hungry, so I'll leave first."

Hearing this, Tamayo wanted to entertain her and do her best to be a good host.

But when he thought of his identity as a ghost, the gesture of retaining him turned into a wave, and the words on his lips turned into see you next time.

Yushiro looked at Tamayo with a gentle smile on her face, and felt uncomfortable in his heart, as if something important had left him.

"See you next time!"

"By the way, if you encounter a ghost that you can't solve, you can ask Chachawan to notify me."

Meow~

Ju Qingyan smiled and stroked Chachawan's cat head, then waved goodbye and turned away.

Yushiro looked at Ju Qingyan's back as he walked away, and his heart was full of jealousy and unwillingness.

He didn't understand why Tamayo cared so much about a human being, while he could only stand silently by the side.

Tamayo looked out the window quietly and watched Ju Qingyan leave.

If you have to use one sentence to describe the relationship between the two now.

That is - brother, you smell so good!

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Back at the Butterfly House, Ju Qingyan was able to catch up with Kocho Shinobu's swordsmanship training.

In the training ground, she flashed and stabbed out the Sun Wheel Sword in her hand quickly.

Each sword was fierce, as if it was going to tear the air apart.

Compared with yesterday, both the speed and power of the thrusts have been greatly improved.

It can be seen that although her slashing power is not good, she does have a unique speed in stabbing.

Slashing is to cut the surface with a line, and stabbing is to break the surface with a point.

From a scientific point of view, with the same power, the pressure of the latter will be much greater.

Reflected in swordsmanship, it is penetration.

After the training, Kocho Shinobu sheathed her sword, with a little sweat on her forehead, but a confident light flashed in her eyes.

"Come on, I believe you will be able to touch the corner of my clothes in a few days."

Ju Qingyan nodded with satisfaction and praised Kocho Shinobu's progress.

However, his so-called praise made Shinobu Kocho's face fall instantly. The little girl rolled her eyes and said, "I knew you couldn't say anything nice..."

After dinner, Ju Qingyan continued to lead the team to catch ghosts.

The ghosts near Fujishi Mountain have been almost cleared by them, and they have to go to a farther place to find their target tonight.

Since his identity was recognized by the ghost last night, Ju Qingyan has become more cautious.

As soon as he set out, he put on a hood and prepared one for everyone in the team.

So, under his leadership, the style of painting became more and more strange.

A group of ghost hunters wearing hoods looked like a group of gangsters, not messengers of justice.

But over time, Makino Kuchino and others gradually got used to this unique style.

They understood that although the appearance looked a little funny, it was actually very funny.

But it was this disguise that made them feel more at home.

It can be seen that these people have been led astray by Ju Qingyan.