Chapter 83: Shuangyue’s Battle Yan Sheng thought about Suzuki Chuanhui…
Yan Sheng thought that Suzuki Chuan would bring people out of the woods, after all, he had heard the noise just now.
But he didn't expect that he would bring out someone who looked familiar.
The young head of the family who was full of vigor and vitality back then has now entered middle age. His physical fitness is still quite good. Most importantly, he looks 60% like Suzuki Kawa.
No, to be precise, Suzuki Kawa looks 60% like him.
"Are you Yan Sheng?" The head of the Suzuki family narrowed his eyes and looked at Yan Sheng over there, saying in an uncertain tone.
Jiguo Yansheng's expression was blank for a moment. He didn't expect that the head of the Suzuki family really recognized him.
At this point, he could only obediently call out, "Uncle Suzuki."
The head of the Suzuki family looked at his son, who was smiling even with his eyes blindfolded, and then looked at Jiguo Yansheng, who was reserved and a little guilty, and seemed to understand something.
It turns out that these two brats ran away hand in hand together!
He felt angry and distressed. He also knew about the country's affairs. If Xiaochuan wanted to take Yan Sheng away, as a father, he would definitely satisfy his son's request. Why would he run away secretly?
It has been more than ten years since he left.
But now that there were outsiders present, he couldn't say anything. The head of the Suzuki family glanced at the kimono-clad girl hiding behind Yan Sheng.
He softened his expression and said, "The guards at home should be here soon. Where are you living now?" He wanted to know his son's current address.
"Well, probably about a few dozen miles. Yan Sheng, how far have we walked?" Suzuki Chuan sat on a rock beside him. He put away the bow in his hand and looked at Jiguo Yan Sheng in a good mood.
Jiguo Yansheng nodded: "Yes."
Suzuki Kawa remembered what Kamio Mari said, and his gaze shifted to the girl in kimono hiding behind him.
A smile appeared on his face.
"Ms. Mari, what did you say just now?" he asked.
Mari Kamikaze's body trembled, and an uneasy look appeared on her face. Although she knew that her sister had escaped to a large family called Suzuki, and there was only one family with the surname Suzuki nearby, she did not want to cause trouble for her sister.
What I said just now was just an excuse to get rid of the two of them.
Do I really want to go back with them?
Her fingers gripping her sleeves turned white, and she didn't respond, obviously at a stalemate.
Suzuki Chuan shrugged: "If you don't want to marry Yuitai, just go back and ask your family to find someone who is willing."
"Besides, wasn't it your sister's request that you become a replacement?" He was puzzled. He had also read the letter left by the previous saint, which specifically asked Kamikaze Mari to marry Lord Ubuyashiki in her place.
"What?!" Kamisama Mari raised her head suddenly, her face filled with disbelief: "Impossible, my sister wouldn't be like this..."
Doesn't she know about this?
Suzuki Chuan's expression remained unchanged as he continued, "Even an outsider like me knows about your clan's affairs. But you still have to come back with us. Otherwise, we won't be able to explain to your clan leader or our lord."
It is impossible to let her go, but it is possible to let her return to the Shenli family.
However, Kamikaze Mari was still immersed in her own world, with red eyes, as if she had suffered a major blow.
Suzuki Kawa touched the back of his head, not quite understanding.
But his confusion didn't last long. A rustling sound came from the woods again. At the same time, the system's voice rang out: "Ghosts are coming, and there's more than one!"
The blindfolded boy jumped off the rock, raised his hand, and a longbow appeared instantly. He tilted his head and said to Yan Sheng, "A ghost is coming."
Great, he can show off again! Daddy No. 2, seeing how strong he is, must make up for his living expenses for the past ten years!
Suzuki Chuan's heart was filled with joy for less than two seconds when the system's horrified voice shattered his fantasy: "Stop dreaming! How come there are dozens of ghosts? Damn, are any of you rare blood?!"
Thin blood? Suzuki Chuan was distracted for a moment, then his expression froze when he remembered what thin blood was.
He silently took a few steps back, then took Dad No. 2 a little further away. Yan Sheng drew out the Sun Wheel Sword, stood at the front, and stared at the woods with dozens of red eyes flashing in his frown.
"It's really hard to deal with them..." Suzuki Chuan sighed softly and looked at the head of the Suzuki family, "Father, if they rush over later, just run away and don't worry about us."
"No!" Patriarch Suzuki rejected him outright. "How can I let you two kids cover my retreat?"
Suzuki Kawa didn't force it. He glanced at Kamioka Marie, who was still immersed in her own thoughts and whose expression changed, and felt puzzled.
Hasn't she finished thinking it through?
That's too slow.
Shaking his head, he raised the bow. His muscles ached, but it was bearable, so he simply twisted the bowstring and applied a little force.
An arrow of light emerged and then flew away.
After disappearing into the woods, a pair of blood-red eyes disappeared.
But those ghosts were not going to endure it any longer, and they all walked out of the woods, looking at Kamisama Mari with greed!
Suzuki Kawa's eyes flashed behind the cloth. "Is Shinri Manari of rare blood? Why have I never heard anyone from the Shinri family mention it?"
Have you been plotted against?
Jiguo Yansheng looked at the ghosts coming out and no longer hesitated. He held the Sun Wheel Sword, turned the blade, and rushed out. The sword light was so bright and his speed was so fast that a crescent-shaped sword light appeared faintly.
The light arrow brushed past him, perfectly avoiding his next move. Both of them were extremely familiar with each other's offensive habits.
Yan Sheng will choose the ghost closest to him to kill and break through, and then start hunting from the right.
Suzuki Kawa just needs to shoot the arrow to the left.
There was no problem with those ghosts originally having some of them deal with Jiguo Yansheng, while the others were avoiding Suzuki River and approaching him.
But the crescent blade's light became more and more obvious, until a slash with a diameter of two meters flew out, leaving deep scratches on the ground. The ghosts affected were instantly cut in half, and they had to concentrate all their efforts to deal with this troublesome human.
The system's excited voice rang out in Suzuki Kawa's ears: [It's Moon Breathing!! It's only just taken shape, but you're worthy of being Hei Ge. How long have you been practicing breathing sword techniques?!]
Suzuki Chuan chuckled and continued to draw his bow and shoot arrows. He had already shot out seven light arrows. The ghost Wuyi who was hit by the arrows did not fall to the ground. After a few pulls, he gradually turned into ashes.
Artemis' bow has a built-in lock, and it will automatically adjust its direction when he shoots at the tree trunk. He just needs to be careful to avoid Yan Sheng.
Both of them were seriously dealing with the dozens of ghosts. Perhaps because there were few people eaten, these ghosts were attracted by the thin blood, but their fighting power was not strong, so it was not difficult for Yan Sheng to deal with them.
But the clothes still got torn under the siege.
Soon, there were only seven or eight ghosts left on the ground. They were forced to retreat to the edge of the woods. They resisted the temptation of thin blood and turned around to run into the woods.
Yan Sheng took a look and knew that he could not catch up, so he stood in the rubbish on the ground with a knife, gasping for breath.
The burning sensation caused by excessive breathing spread, his chest, muscles, brain, every part was beating and twitching, but he was more excited than ever before. The battle just now made him realize a different sword technique from before.
Yan Sheng stopped fighting, but Suzuki Chuan still needed to continue. He kept pulling the bow, and the direction of the arrow shifted slightly. Then he released the bowstring, and the arrow turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the dark woods.
Five, three, and—the last one.
When the last arrow of light was released, the ghost who had escaped hundreds of meters away breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had escaped the attack range of the two humans, and his pace slowed down.
It was secretly annoyed and vowed to eat a few more people.
As the strongest ghost among the group, it did not rush towards Xixue immediately, but realized that the two people guarding Xixue were not easy to deal with, so it simply let the same kind of ghosts who came with it test them.
Sure enough, this guy is not only not easy to deal with, he is simply impossible to deal with!
It was pacing in the dark forest when it suddenly smelled something. It looked ahead excitedly: there were more than a dozen humans coming. If it could secretly follow them and attack them, it could completely make up for the losses of tonight!
However, before it took a few steps, a sound of breaking through the air was heard, and a sharp arrow pierced its throat, nailing it to the tree trunk in front of it.
Its eyes widened in horror, as if it had never expected that even after escaping such a long distance, the man's light arrow could still hit it - even accurately in the throat.
The last scene was of its face stuck to the tree trunk, with the arrow of light nailed into its throat and trunk until its body was burned out by the burning sensation, and the arrow of light gradually disappeared.
Somewhere in the deserted mountains, in a small house.
Muzan Kibutsuji frowned and kept looking at the memories in the ghost's mind, whether it was Jigoku Yansheng's swordsmanship or Suzuki Kawa's almost weird archery.
The murderous intent in his deep red eyes almost overflowed. It seemed that among the group of insignificant guys in the Demon Slayer Corps, a remarkable figure had emerged.
And that blind man with his eyes covered, he clearly injected blood into his body that night, so why did he lose all sense?!
The arrow shot out was glowing. Muzan repeatedly looked at the arrow that shot into the ghost's body. It was completely different from ordinary arrows. Neither the style nor the effect was something that ordinary arrows could achieve.
And…his arrows appeared out of thin air.
Such a miraculous scene made Muzan clench his fists, realizing that if this blind man could not be transformed into a demon, he would become a great threat in the future together with the young man who wielded unique sword skills.
Is there anyone in this world who is really blessed by God?
impossible!
His expression was gloomy, with one hand pressed against his chest. Beneath the cloth and skin, he could feel several hearts beating strongly, but it failed to calm his restless thoughts. In the quiet night, he was in a very bad mood.
His crimson eyes rolled as he began to recall the night when he was backstabbed by Tamayo.
The ghost blood had been injected, and the last thing he sensed was the alienation of the blind man's body, but not long after, the alienation gradually stopped, and finally all contact was lost.
Is it possible for a body that has already turned into a ghost to become a human?
Muzan Kibutsuji thought of something that was absolutely impossible. At least in the past few hundred years, no one had ever been able to transform from a demon back into a human.
That blind man must have some secret.
The Ghost King narrowed his eyes, summoned a subordinate, and said in a deep voice: "Follow them, don't get discovered."
The subordinate knelt on the ground like a child and answered respectfully, "Yes." Then he quickly crawled into the ground.
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