Demon Slayer: My Wind-up Qi will never be exposed

Chapter 412

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"Returning to the past life is naturally a good choice, after all, no matter what, the Ghost Slayer Blade is in anime after all, not in reality."

"But... But! "

Wu Chen wants to return to his previous life, take a good look at how the roommate in the dream did when he was on the Infinite Train, and see his parents by the way.

"Ding-dong! A new mission is released, asking the host to go back immediately, save several people in Purgatory who are in danger, and successfully cut off the head of Black Death Mou.

"Reward..."

The voice of the system sounded instantly, fortunately, Meng Po didn't seem to feel it, but he didn't urge Wu Chen strangely, just waited like a statue.

"Eh! The system dares to love you, you don't mean to make me lyrical at all!

"After people die, dust returns to dust, soil to soil, it is actually impossible for you to go to your previous life, there is no need to choose at all, Meng Po just wants to test you."

"One is rebirth and the other is resurrection, and if you choose a past life, you are actually reincarnated; In this world, it is to use your body to be resurrected.

"So, you get it?"

The system seemed to be afraid that Wu Chen would not understand, so he carefully reminded him several times, and the head of what he said was Dao, and Wu Chen believed it at once.

"The reason why you have cleared your ghost form and blood demon technique is to ensure that your body is still alive and make it possible for you to resurrect."

"Got it?"

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After thinking for a long time, in order not to leave yourself with regrets, in order to have the opportunity to turn the situation around, it is not for the ethereal reward!

"Sister Meng Po! I choose this life.

When Meng Po heard this, her body trembled slightly, as if she was surprised, but she didn't say much, just a trace of essence flashed from her bright eyes.

The rosy cherry little mouth slowly read, a profound word, listening to Wu Zhen was embarrassed, the same Huaxia people, stunned and unable to understand a word.

Not long after, holding the Yang Returning Talisman with one hand and holding Wu Chen's waist with the other, he glanced at the dark bank of the Forgetting River again and shook his head.

Immediately, Huan Yang Fu slammed into Wu Chen's chest, instantly turning into ashes, and Wu Chen's body disappeared, along with the knife that he took away.

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"Eh, even if he has a chance, he barely broke the vow, but the next time he comes, he will have to be severely punished, how to punish?"

Meng Po shook his head, graceful figure, walked towards the Naihe Bridge with confident and heroic steps, and teleported to the place where the soup was boiling.

Jingle bell, jingle ....

A ghost sent a ghost here, and after respectfully explaining to Meng Po, he slowly retreated, his heart full of awe.

"Come on! Drink the soup! "

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Purgatory and the others have reached the end of the strong crossbow, and in the face of the powerful blow of Black Death Mou, they don't even have a dead corner to dodge.

"Wu Chen!!"

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Xuan Mi thought of something, shouted hysterically, as if to wake up Wu Chen, but it ushered in everyone's puzzlement.

"Wu Chen, a dead man, what's the use of shouting him, haha, you don't think he will appear as miraculously as last time!"

"Don't be silly, he's dead!"

Black Death Mu couldn't help but feel a touch of happiness, this delusional disorder that appeared when human beings fell into extreme despair was really getting more and more serious!

"No..." [

I obviously saw with my own eyes that Wu Chen's severed waist was recovering, and the broken wound was recovering, and if he could come back to life, he would definitely be able to.] Yikes

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Wuichiro couldn't dodge and was cut off an arm, but the slash that was huge enough to cover a person was no longer able to stop it.

Blood splattered, and Muichiro's body fell to the ground rather weakly, and as the blade shattered, his life seemed to be counting down.

Purgatory wants to hold the knife and continue to fight, even if it is to fight for a glimmer of life for the team members, and can last until the end, but the knife seems to be as heavy as a thousand and cannot be moved.

"Die!"

Black Death Mu seemed to be a god of death at this moment, ruthlessly plundering the lives of others, when the blade was getting closer and closer to Wuyilang's body!

But a sentence flashed in his mind.

"What do you think of your life?"