Demon Slayer: I became Feng Zhu

Following the fate of the country!

Whether it's the name or the face, he has remembered it for hundreds of years.

"How pitiful, brother..."

This was the last sentence Yuan said to him. The word "brother" was extremely hoarse. The younger brother who had never shown the slightest emotion in front of others seemed to express the emotion called "sorrow" for the first time in his life.

"Why? Why are you torturing me until death?"

"Why? No matter who... even that adult... has never defeated you... I hate you!"

Looking at Ji Guo Yuan Yi in front of him, Hei Si Mou, regardless of whether he is an illusion or a fake, all the words that have been buried in his heart for hundreds of years come out all at once.

Ji Guoyuan stared at his elder brother in a daze. He never thought that his elder brother's obsession originated from himself, and even he felt a trace of despair in the obsession behind Hei Si Mou.

Listening to the hoarse brother, Ji Guoyuan looked into his eyes guiltily, turning thousands of words into one sentence.

"Sorry……"

"I only hope that my brother can be happy..."

After saying these words, Ji Guoyuan felt an unprecedented sadness.

There was a teardrop in the corner of Heishimou's eye, and the tears accumulated in the eye socket flowed down the corner of the eye.

"I hate you, your very existence makes me sick, so please, don't look at me with that look, don't be so nice to me."

After Hei Si Mou said these words, Ji Guoyuan closed his eyes silently, his figure became unreal, and gradually, a thick fog rose from the lake, and Ji Guoyuan's figure finally disappeared in the mist among.

At the last moment, Heishi Mou saw tears on Yuanyi's face.

Heishimu's gaze was blank for a long time, until the illusion disappeared and he returned to the forest. He regained his senses. Looking at everything around him, he clenched his fists tightly and couldn't feel relieved for a long time.

"Ah ah ah..."

Black Death Mou Yangtian roared, he didn't know why he was like this, but now there was an inexplicable force that couldn't be vented, his voice resounded through the entire forest, it was deafening and lingered for a long time.

Click!

At this moment, there was a sound of breaking branches, and crisp footsteps came from a distance.

Hei Si Mou looked in the direction of the footsteps, and a figure came into view.

"It's you?"

Hei Si Mou's eyes were serious, and he drew his sword almost instantly and made a posture of defending against the enemy.

Xiao Lin didn't respond to Heishimou, he quietly pulled Guicunzhenglei from his waist, bloody tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, his skin cracked, and blood dripped down his hands onto the ground.

"It's time for the world to return to peace..."

Sensing Xiao Lin's strong killing intent, Heishai Mou took advantage of Xiao Lin's unpreparedness and slashed out.

"The Three Types of Breath of the Moon - Disgusting Moon: Eclipse!"

"The shape of Feng's breathing - the red lotus of the other shore!"

There are many round moon blades of different sizes, and a fiery red lotus flower appears out of thin air, blooms halfway, and ripples open circle after circle until it surrounds the full moon.

Hei Si Mou looked at himself wrapped in flames, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. After seeing the battle between the other party and Lin Xiao, he knew that he had no hope of winning.

Just like facing Yuanyi as powerless and desperate.

"This dazzling red light is just like that person, it's really annoying..."

Hei Si Mou stretched out his hand, looking at the sun covered by the trees, he was confused.

"I can't remember the appearance of my father, mother, wife and children, but your appearance is always so clear..."

"You are like the unique sun...Those people around you are still struggling to reach out to you despite your heat..."

"After all, apart from this, they have no other choice until they turn into coke and ashes..."

"It's time for my life to come to an end. I abandoned my family, my wife and children, and everything but failed to reach the height you said."

At this time, a flute flew out from Hei Simou's arms, and he was devoured by the flames bit by bit.

Heishimou grabbed the broken flute and held it tightly in the palm of his hand.

"You are the person I hate the most, but I want to be you the most. You are the person I don't want to remember the most, but I have remembered you for hundreds of years."

"I have spent my whole life chasing the glory of the sun, but I can only reach the height of the moon."

"Waiting for the sun is everything..."

"The only thing waiting for the moon is the night and the boundless darkness..."

At this moment, Hei Si Mou remembered Yi Wo Zuo's words. At that time, he thought that these false feelings were boring, but in the end it seemed that what he was chasing was meaningless.

He silently looked at Hei Yan, who had turned from red to black, and although he couldn't beat him, he knew that he had the strength to escape.

But why, he doesn't want to struggle anymore?

Because he knows that when he chooses this path, there is no way back behind him.

In fact, he knew from a long time ago that when he was still a human being, he knew that he would regret it one day.

But he still embarked on this path without hesitation, unwilling to admit regret, unwilling to face it.

"My way...is broken long ago...isn't it?"

He said to the burning black flute by himself.

Seeing Heishimu disappearing bit by bit, Xiao Lin had mixed feelings in his heart. Heishimou's life can be said to be a tragedy.

If he doesn't compare himself with his younger brother, his life will be happy and fulfilling. He loves the mother of the two brothers, regards him as the closest relative, and is proud of his wife and children.

Rather than being jealous of his younger brother, he actually hated himself the most.

He laments his own incompetence, he suffers from his narrowness, and as a human being, he will never be able to touch his brother's world.

In the end, he abandoned his identity as a human being and embarked on a path that was destined to be fruitless, thinking that he could catch up with his younger brother in this way.

But God's will tricks people, who would have thought that Yuan Yi found him at the end of his life, made his last voice to him, and died crying in front of him.

As the previous one himself said, Yuan will torture him until death, but what did he do when he really saw the flute on his younger brother?
He silently hid the flute, treating it as the most important secret in his heart, guarding it, guarding that flute until his death.

He is like a duplicity person, saying that he hates his younger brother, but Ji Guoyuan occupies a very important position in his heart.

A position that no one can replace...