Demon Slayer: The Demon King is actually a weak girl?!

The door closed gently, separating everyone and the reception room into two worlds.

The room was silent, with only the clock on the wall ticking steadily, recording every minute and every second.

"I... choose Kokushibo."

Xiao Wu repeated what he had just said, and as soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow flashed in the room.

The breath as thick as ink rolled in, and the suffocating aura almost solidified the air.

That was exactly the devil that Xiao Wu had always tried to hide—the original owner, Muzan.

"Xiao Wu, do you think you still have a choice?"

Wuzan smiled evilly, with a strong darkness surrounding him.

Xiao Wu held the needle tightly, with a determined look on his face: "No matter what choice I make, I will fight to the end, and we will never see each other again in the future."

In an instant, a fierce battle broke out between Xiao Wu and Wu Zan.

Xiao Wu waved his sword and fought with all his might.

"Sun Breathing, First Form - Round Dance!"

Huihui's flames burned fiercely and slashed at the original owner, Muzan, making a "hissing" sound.

Gun smoke filled the small space of the reception room.

Xiao Wu wielded his sword as fast as flying, and his sword moves contained the strong power of sunlight. Every strike was carried with the determination to destroy all darkness.

"Breathing of the Sun, Type Three - Blazing Red Mirror!"

She was close to the ground, approaching as fast as a cheetah on the grassland, with the tip of the sword shining blindly, heading straight for the original owner, Muzan.

The original owner, Muzan, was so excited that his face was distorted.

He released more thorny whips while roaring in anger. These thorny whips attacked Xiao Wu from all directions like wronged ghosts, and each one tried to capture her life breath.

The dark shadow gradually pressed down.

"No matter how hard you try, the result is already determined." said the original owner Wuzan.

Yuanyi can't kill him, and neither can Xiaowu.

None of them can.

"Breathing of the Sun, Form 4 - Rising Sun Slash!" Xiao Wu ignored him and gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands.

She mobilized all her strength and rushed forward, like the incarnation of the sun god Apollo, splitting the sky and the earth with one sword.

Boom boom boom——! !

The sword energy tore through the void, not only destroying the whip, but also hitting Muzan's body hard, making him feel an unprecedented threat.

"it's out of the question……!"

The original owner screamed in agony.

But before he could catch his breath, new life came to life in the darkness on one side.

Not far away, the figure of Kokushibo was looming.

He was like a hero born from the shadows, the black sword in his hand emitting a sharp cold light: "Copycat, you are right to be afraid. Because today is your end."

"Go to hell, she's the copycat!"

The original owner, Muzan, roared, and many thorn whips quickly gathered into a huge storm, whistling towards the two of them.

However, Kokushibo's attack speed was like a ghost, and his and Xiaowu's figures were extremely strange, blending into the boundless darkness.

"Moon Breathing, Form 8 - Moon Dragon Wheel Tail."

Kokushibo displayed his sword form, and a large crescent slash swept through everything.

The battle became more and more intense.

The sound of wind, the clashing of swords, and the angry roar of the original owner, Muzan, intertwined in the air.

The end is coming.

"Breathing of the Sun·Eleventh Form——Dragon of the Sun·Head Dance!"

Xiao Wu's sword skills became faster and faster, turning into a dance of light that broke through the air. Every rotation contained endless power.

Kokushibo's swordsmanship is full of murderous sharpness, and every sword carries the grandeur of destroying everything.

"Breathing of the Moon·Type 16——Moon Rainbow·Lonely Moon."

The black sword of Kokushibo suddenly disappeared in his hand, and then turned into eight hurricanes, tearing the earth from top to bottom. At the same time, countless crescent-shaped slashes burst out, attacking the original owner, Muzan.

"Do not--!"

The original owner's wail echoed in this small space.

His body began to disintegrate into thick black smoke as he attempted a last-ditch escape.

"Breathing of the Sun, Twelve Forms - Flame Dance!"

Xiao Wu's sword emits a light that is hotter than the sun.

She stabbed out one final blow, sealing all her pain and resentment in this fatal attack.

With this sword, the terrifying existence of the original owner, Muzan, was eliminated from this world forever.

……

The battle was over, and the darkness of Muzan completely dissipated in the air.

The only ones left there were the exhausted Xiao Wu and Kokushibo.

They looked at each other and smiled without saying anything.

Afterwards, Xiao Wu felt her breath becoming unstable, as if the power of the original owner, Muzan, was gradually draining away from her body.

Kokushibo sensed something was wrong, and he nervously held up Xiaowu's hand: "Master Muzan, how do you feel?"

Xiao Wu shook his head and smiled: "I feel very relaxed."

"Really?" Kokushibo didn't ask any further questions.

There were changes in his body as well; the gradually dissipating power was enough to prove everything.

In this battle, he also untied the knot that had been entangled in his heart for more than 400 years.

He no longer wants to be Yunyi.

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After the original owner Wuzan died, there was very little ghost power left, and the Infinite City was dying and full of death.

For some reason, Xiao Wu still hasn't completely transformed into a human, as if the remaining part of her ghost body can no longer be changed.

At this moment when she could only count down, she chose to leave the Demon Slayer Corps and went to live in the Infinite Castle with Kokushibo.

"Kuroshibo, there are many people in the Demon Slayer Corps who like me. They asked me who I liked, and I said, I like you."

She pulled Kokushibo's sleeve and spoke to him with sparkling eyes.

Forgive her for being so direct, because she is afraid that if she doesn't say it now, she will never have the chance to say it again.

Kokushibo stared at Xiaowu, and what surged in his heart was not only surprise, but also a faint sense of relief——

For the first time in all these years, he discovered that the most dazzling thing in life was not only the victory after the battle, but also the shining eyes of the superior woman in front of him.

"What have I done to deserve your love?"

He avoided her gaze and spoke in a low voice.

Xiao Wu held his hand tightly, with a firm look in his eyes: "In this world, I am the strongest. And you are as strong as me. We are a perfect match."

"Oh, is it so."

Kokushibo thought about it and felt that it seemed to make sense.

Their strengths were originally enough to stand side by side, and he had been moved more than once when he had come into contact with her before.

Thinking of this, he said nothing, but gently held Xiao Wu's hand back.

The two men clasped hands.

"Lord Muzan..." Kokushibo looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, "Will you be my wife?"

Wu Can smiled: "Of course! There is no one in the world who is more perfect than us."

nobody.

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They didn't have a wedding, but they lived like a couple.

In this world, secular etiquette is no longer enough to restrain them, they have their own set of concepts.