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

"..." Mingnu stared at Muzan with wooden eyes, "If I go, I might... be seen through by him in an instant..."

"That's right, your Taoism is too shallow." Wuzan had a faint smile on his lips.

She probably thought too highly of Mingnu.

Mingnu fluttered her eyelashes, her jet-black fan feathers drooped gently, and her two watery purple eyes quietly avoided Wuzan's sight.

I don't know why, but ever since the coldest snowy day, Lord Muzan has become increasingly difficult to get along with.

It's not just because Lord Muzan is becoming more and more moody, but there's also an indescribable feeling.

In short, every time I was alone with her, I became more and more nervous...

Just as she was feeling nervous, Wuzan suddenly grabbed her arm, scaring her so much that she almost dropped the pipa in her hand.

"The breath." Muzan said seriously, staring at Mingnu with wide eyes, "It disappeared."

"......?" Mingnu was stunned for a moment, and then she concentrated and sensed, and found that Peilang's breath had disappeared.

unusual……

Didn't Peilang just receive the blood of Lord Muzan? He is the second among the lower moons.

If her perception was correct, the team member fighting with Peilang didn't seem to be a Pillar.

She thought to herself that it was not good.

Another of the Twelve Demon Moons has died, and Lord Muzan is going to be angry again.

Mingnu carefully observed Muzan's expression, but she didn't get angry. Instead, she looked up at the big moon in the sky and smiled: "Rengoku Kyojuro actually killed the enhanced Peilang. Kyojuro is truly a Flame Pillar."

"..."

Well, Lord Muzan’s thoughts are indeed hard to guess.

……

The cheers from afar grew closer and closer, and Muzan and Mingnu mixed in the crowd, watching the famous scene of people celebrating Kyojuro's victory.

"That's great, Mr. Rengoku, you killed one of the Twelve Demon Moons, you can be a pillar now!" Mitsuri cried and screamed as she hugged Kyojuro, who was riddled with bullets from the wolfhounds, and refused to let go.

The other team members tried to pull Mitsuri's hands down one by one, but to no avail.

"Let go, he will die if he is not treated!"

"Whoaaah!"

"What kind of strange power is this? It doesn't move at all!"

I have to say, Kyojuro was beaten really badly by Peilang.

But this is understandable, after all, the opponent is Muzan's Lower Moon Two. But Muzan is really curious, how did he fight?

So, Muzan covered his head and watched the replay of Peilang's death.

——How should I describe it?

All in all, it was a thrilling battle.

Peilang had run out of ammunition and food and was at his wit's end. In the end, he picked up a samurai sword and started a sword fight with Kyojuro.

Oh, Peilang is such a fool. He hasn’t practiced swordsmanship for many years. How can he beat Kyojuro who practices swordsmanship every day?

What's more, Kyojuro knows the breathing method that strengthens his swordsmanship, but Peilang knows nothing.

So, I should secretly learn their breathing method...

But Kyojuro gave him a one-on-one confrontation, without any trickery or insults. I'm sure Peilang would have died without regrets.

Kyojuro really is far superior to his father in every sense of the word.

It was necessary for Rengoku Makijuro to hand over the title of "Flame Pillar" to his son.

Really...

"Why do I feel a little inspired for no reason?"

Muzan was shocked by himself.

"Lord Muzan, shall we go then?" Mingnu asked tentatively.

She dared to ask this because she saw that Muzan was in a good mood. If it was Muzan with a blank expression, she would usually choose to remain silent.

But the two of them had been standing in the crowd for a long time, and if they didn't leave, it would be dawn.

Just as I was thinking about it, a hint of paleness actually appeared on the horizon.

Muzan glanced at the dawning light and said to Mingnu, "Let's go over there."

"What?" Mingnu's face turned slightly pale, "But it's already daybreak."

Moreover, that boy is already a pillar...

However, before Mingnu could even finish the following words, she denied herself. Anyway, with Lord Muzan by her side, what did she have to be afraid of?

But sunlight...

Before he could finish his thought, Muzan handed an oil-paper umbrella to Mingnu, ran out of the crowd, and came straight to the group of little demons from the Demon Slayer Corps.

"Mitsuri, let go of Mr. Rengoku immediately. He needs to be sent to the Butterfly House for treatment urgently." Muzan pretended to be worried and put on an expression similar to that of a green tea. He was completely different from the one who stood next to Mingnu with this face before.

Mi Li looked up in surprise: "Xiao Wu, why are you here?"

"I was worried about you, so I walked back and came back, but when I came, you had all finished." Muzan looked at Mitsuri in a friendly manner and said.

“Wow——!” Thinking of the life-and-death situation just now, Mitsuri cried and rushed towards Wuzan, “Xiao Wuzan!! You don’t know how thrilling our situation was just now, I almost couldn’t see you wuwuwu…”

One team member breathed a sigh of relief and said to his partner: "Oh my God, she finally let go. I guess she doesn't know that she is the most dangerous one."

The other team members were finally able to lift Rengoku Kyojuro up.

At this time, Kyojuro no longer had the strength to stand. His eyes were dazed and he stared at the rising sun in the sky with blurred vision.

The light poured down, bit by bit, illuminating this steel city with faint colors.

The night as thick as ink was finally diluted.

"Mother, did you see that?"

His consciousness gradually blurred, he held on.

"Kyojuro, I have done what I promised you..."

In the dim light, a beautiful face came into view. The woman had black hair, red eyes, and a smile on her face.

Kyojuro was stunned for a moment, his brain stopped working: "Mother..."

But he no longer had the strength to speak. The word "亲" got stuck in his throat and he didn't say the next word.

Then he fainted.

"Ahhh Mr. Purgatory!"

Mitsuri wanted to give Kyojuro another big bear hug, but was stopped by Muzan.

Mi Li was about to cry: "Xiao Wu, Mr. Purgatory..."

"He's fine." Muzan pulled Mitsuri's sleeve and watched silently as the team members carried Rengoku Kyojuro onto the stretcher.

Mi Li screamed again: "Oh no, Xiao Wu! Your face!!"

The sun is out, and Xiao Wu is going to be disfigured again!

Muzan herself naturally knew this, but she was not panicked at all.

Because it takes time to be truly killed by the sun, that is a bug given to her by the author of the original book.

But she didn't understand what was going on with the look in her brother's eyes just now?

Why does it feel a bit like a fan meeting his idol?

But they are not familiar with each other...