Don't talk about love, just sell birds

It took Giyuu a lot of effort to make Izumo understand that this kind of thing cannot be done by just two people, but he finally chose not to answer the question of "under what circumstances can it be done".

Even if Izumo had doubts, he couldn't continue to break the casserole and ask the end, but there was still a thorn in his heart:

Giyuu is rejecting him.

Tanjiro also found that the atmosphere between the two of them was weird in the past few days, but he couldn't tell what was wrong specifically.

"Consciously take long breaths to spread oxygen throughout every cell in the body, which can improve the body's natural healing power, and can also stabilize and activate the spirit."

On this day, Tanjiro was still practicing the basic breathing method while Rinaki slapped his abdomen vigorously, accompanied by screaming snapdragons from time to time, the overall harmony was very harmonious.

Steel Tomb was surprised for a long time when he saw the miraculous snapdragon grass for the first time, those dead fish eyes with staring effect were simply magical.

He was almost distracted by them, but he only remembered the purpose after Rinaki reminded him, took off the burden on his back, and at the same time called the person who was sitting on the tree in a daze.

Izumo seemed to be in a daze. He didn't notice the fire man's mask with a strong presence on Iron Tomb's face. He was stunned and asked Rinaki, "Where did Giyao go?"

After asking this question five or six times in the morning, Lin Taki found that Izumo's state was not right, fearing that something might happen, he just said patiently, "Yiyong should train independently at the place he often goes to, and he should be back soon after the calculation .”

"Are you coming back soon?"

After leaving the cloud, he murmured something in a volume that only he could hear. After a moment of silence, he suddenly came back to his senses. The faint low pressure around him quietly subsided, and he turned his head to look at the burden of the Iron Tomb. "This is for me. Is it the Sun Wheel Knife?"

Steel Tomb took out a new forging sun knife that was still angry, and a black stand-up collar. This was the uniform of the Ghost Slayer Squad, sewn from high-quality fabrics, light and flexible.

Izumo immediately pulled out the Hikari Saber and waited for the next change, but there was no response for a long time, and he threw it aside in disappointment, "Is this really a Hikari Saber?"

The most taboo thing about Iron Tomb is that the user does not cherish the sun wheel knife and some people question his level of forging knives, and will copy the kitchen knife and chase the opponent for several hours.

Tanjiro is now very yearning for the Demon Slayer Squad, so he ran over to watch the Hirindao after the training was over, "Can I have a look?"

Before the steel mound could stop him, Tanjiro had already picked up the Japanese sword, stroking the blade fondly. This is the first step in slaying ghosts. Only by possessing it can he protect Nezuko and his family, and he is qualified to fight with Onimai Tsuji. He had to become stronger after a miserable battle!

As if responding to his determination, the ordinary blade was instantly dyed black, "Wow——is this going to happen? It's become pitch black!"

Izumo snatched the knife away immediately, and almost broke the knife when he saw the "green" like thick ink, "This green color is really unlucky, what I want is blue!"

"Green bark?" Rinaki didn't care about these details. He thought that Tanjirou, as the son of Hezhuo, would turn the Japanese sword into red, but unexpectedly it turned into pitch black.

This color is rare, and there are few details, but it undoubtedly represents infinite possibilities. Maybe he can really defeat Kimai Tsuji.

Izumo didn't give him the sword even if it was stained with Tanjirou's dye, and he believed that he would be able to turn it into the same beautiful blue color as Giyuu's.

At this time, Yiyong came down the path from the back mountain, and Izumo ran over with a sword in one hand and a lapel in the other, "Yiyong Yiyong, look, this is my Japanese sword and uniform!"

The beautiful curve of the young man's lips dazzled the eyes, Yiyong looked away indifferently, his voice was as calm as ever, "The color of this sun blade..."

It's uncomfortable to mention this Izumo, but Giyuu's disappearance every day before dawn makes him even more unhappy, "Where have you been?"

where did you go.

The complaining tone invaded Giyuu's eardrums, as if oozing poison, making his heart beat strangely.

Izumo suddenly regretted hiding Giyu's Reiatsu, now that he couldn't keep track of his movements all the time, his heart was suspended, and he felt a little confused and uneasy.

Looking at the direction Giyuu came from, was it Sato's side just now?

Because I'm with Sabito, don't you accompany me?

A few strands of red blood mist climbed up the eyeballs aggressively, and there was a blunt knife cutting in the heart, and an unstoppable irritability rose up.

Izumo was confused by this strange emotion, why is he irritable?Why do you want to be righteous and courageous?Angry because you don't like him anymore?Do you feel sad when you see his face because you feel disgusted?

For the first time, he faced up to the fact that the relationship between them was not as indestructible as he imagined, and found that he really couldn't learn from human beings. His self-righteous "love" only lasted for such a short period of time.

A void is always a void, and it is impossible to become a human being.

The spiritual pressure released unconsciously shrouded the area under an invisible gravity. All the animals in the forest foamed at the mouth and froze on the ground, not knowing whether to live or die. Then their entire bodies fell apart, leaving only a blank space in place.

The few people who were close to Izumo were almost deprived of breathing, and there was an invisible force pressing on their bodies. As long as they relaxed their bent knees for a while, they could no longer straighten up.

Izumo's mind was in a mess, and he couldn't think of why he had to imitate weak humans. He is Xu, who feeds on human souls. The relationship between food and predators was doomed from the beginning, why should he care about their eyes? ?

I feel more and more that I should eat Giyu when we meet for the first time, so that he can completely belong to me, no matter what kind of relationship I want to play.

That's right, there's no need to pander to humans.

"Izumo, calm down."

The hands holding his face have a lingering warmth, Izumo is like waking up from a dream, staring blankly at Giyuu's expressionless face, his head is blank, he can't remember what he just thought, leaving only a faint Compassionate.

This is not the first time that memory loss has happened. Izumo habitually put it aside and did not pursue it. He regained his expression and asked in a clean boyish voice, "What's wrong with Giyuu?"

This doesn't look like a fake. The rest of the survivors looked at each other in blank dismay. The accident happened so suddenly that it was abnormal no matter how you think about it.

"You said before that you lost part of your memory." Yiyong put down his hand, there seemed to be some concern in Gujing Wubo's dark blue eyes, and it was also like the calm after the wind passed over the lake, and he couldn't guess his emotions at the moment.

Izumo didn't understand why he said this suddenly, "Yeah, it's not that I lost part of my memory. It should be said that I forgot everything that happened 1000 years ago. Maybe my brain is too small to hold so many things. Didn't I just talk about the sun wheel?" A sword? Giyu, listen to me, Kamado Tanjirou actually turned my Hirin sword green, I don’t like green.”

Is it really okay for a person who once wore a green suit to swagger through the city every day to say this?

Giyuu explained to everyone, "Izumo can't tell black from green."

Some of the three souls and seven souls of the Iron Tomb were taken away by the oppressive feeling a minute ago, and when they heard Yiyong's words, they froze and turned their heads, "No... black and green blindness or something... I just I want to know what happened just now... No, what does 1 years mean, no, no, there is also the sun wheel knife, the sun wheel knife, color blindness, oppression, 1000 years, the sun wheel knife color blindness oppression 1000 years..."

As if entering a vicious circle, the steel mound fell straight back to the ground, and the lush and soft weeds played a good buffer.

Tanjiro had tasted the taste of Izumo Reiatsu as early as when he was on Mt. Kumotori, and his psychological adaptability was surprisingly good. However, considering the sequence of events, he thought that the cause of the whole incident was that the Hikari Knife turned black, and he felt deeply guilty. He lowered his head, "I'm sorry, I don't know that the sun wheel knife can change color, can the sun wheel knife that has changed color once change again?"

Lin Taki looked away from the Iron Tomb that seemed to have entered the nightmare on the ground, and heaved a long sigh. He didn't expect that the pressure that was just unintentionally released could reach such a level. If it was in a serious state, the spirit of ordinary people might It just crashed.

Sure enough, I can't let it go, and the attitude just now is also worth paying attention to.

Constant... loss of memory?

No matter how dull Izumo was, he could sense something was wrong, "Is there something you guys are hiding from me?"

Lin Taki frowned slightly, this matter is really hard to say.

Their silence made Izumo feel more suspicious, and his voice turned cold, "Yiyong, don't you love me anymore? Human feelings can't last long. In so many stories I've heard, there are often men who are ungrateful and abandon their wives and children The plot of killing his wife and proving the truth, Yiyong, have you been with Sato for the past few days? Do you like him more than me? If you empathize with someone else, I will kill you!"

Lin Taki wanted to hold his forehead and lament, he really wanted to see what was in Izumo's mind, what kind of messy things he had listened to for so many years.

"Cough, cough, cough! I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, but my throat is a little itchy. Maybe it's because I've been in the waterfall for too long. You guys continue."

Tanjiro suppressed his cough, feeling that he shouldn't lose his composure on such a serious issue.

"Drink more hot water if you are sick." Yiyong looked at him indifferently, seeing his eyes widened in disbelief after hearing what he said, Yiyong paused and asked, "Isn't it okay to drink hot water?"

Tanjiro has been able to determine the attributes of his senior brother. He said that he would drink hot water when he was sick. Even his youngest brother Rokuta has graduated. And is this the time to worry about whether he drinks hot water or not?He is fine no matter what, go and comfort Izumo!Didn't you see his fingers twitching?This is the rhythm of action if there is a disagreement!

The faint dark mist in Izumo's heart deepened and intensified, and a strong thought came to his mind just by piercing the last layer of paper.

[There is no need to cater to humans. 】

[Eat it. 】

"Sakura is a companion, more like a brother, and also your senior brother, don't think about it."

The inflated ball leaked because of this sentence, and the thread that was just connected broke again.

Izumo blinked, and smiled so much that he showed his white teeth, and he forgot the reason why he couldn't remember the reason, "I knew that the person Giyuu loved the most was me, don't worry, I will treat you well, you will Become the happiest person in this world that even hell dare not accept!"

The corner of Tanjiro's mouth twitched, isn't the last sentence really a curse?

Lin Taki was a little surprised, Yiyong was taciturn, never the type to speak out his inner thoughts.

Izumo pulled Giyuu back to his room to change into a new uniform, and stopped halfway there, "Wait a minute, Giyuu, what did you mean when you said I couldn't tell black from green? I can see all the spiders clearly."

There is strong evidence that sight and color blindness do not conflict.

The author has something to say:

It’s been changing since midnight last night, I don’t dare to drive or anything [Wow, I cried]

Form is emptiness, emptiness is form, form is emptiness, emptiness is formπ_π

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