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

Chapter 239

The headquarters of the ghost killing team, at this time, the sun is shining, there are all kinds of fish and birds, it is still a familiar place, and the strange fragrance of calm people comes from the room.

Wu Chen took a deep breath and sorted out his makeup, no way, he was held so messy that his clothes were messy just now, if he went in like this, it was estimated that he would misunderstand!

"Lord Lord, you are looking for me."

Wu Chen stood at the door, unwilling to the kneeling posture that others were used to, so he was three meters away from the door and asked gently.

The person inside snorted, his body seemed to be sitting on a tatami, and he did not get up to open the door, but dragged his disease-ridden body and replied weakly.

"Yes, Wu Chen, come in!"

Although the lord's voice is weak, it still has a gentle meaning.

Wu Xin was overjoyed and hurriedly walked in, but after seeing the appearance of the lord, he knew how serious it was, and the lord's face was full of purple poisonous spots.

Even the hand he stretched out to Wu Chen was almost full, and the lord's eyes were blind again, but the whole person was very optimistic.

"Haha, it's good that you come back alive, my child!

I heard that you made a great contribution to this trip to Guo..." The

corner of Wu Chen's mouth twitched, he is a soy sauce fighter, how dare he invite credit!

"Lord Lord misunderstood, this time it is the credit of Tanjiro and the others, I just delayed the winding, it's not a big deal."

Wu Chen waved his hand to refuse, and said again preciously.

"In this battle, whether it is Tanjiro, Zenyi, or Inosuke, they have made great progress, and I believe that it will soon be possible to reach the level of the pillar."

"Ahem, is it? That's really nice! It seems that my child has become stronger again, and the ghost dance Tsuji is not miserable, and I must eliminate you in our generation. The

lord said very hard, and inevitably coughed again, and at this moment, Tianyin trotted over, picked up a handkerchief to wipe his blood, and the two children also came.

Wu Chen looked at the two children who grew taller, and was also very pleased, it is estimated that the lord was inherited, everyone had a very kind face, and the white-haired child also glanced at it.

"Tianyin, did you hear that?"

"Hmm."

"Lord Lord, but we still have to understand that it is really not easy to kill, this battle can be said to be nine deaths, almost destroyed."

Wu Chen stood to report the situation, and when the lord heard that Nine Dead Life, his face turned pale, and his hand was desperately tugging at his sleeves.

"Well, I know this, your knife should be changed!"

Although the lord couldn't see it, he still looked in Wu Chen's direction with all his might.

"Well, that knife is indeed blunt!"

Wu Chen also told the truth that the Nikki knife would be notched after a long time of slashing the ghost's neck.

"Cough, cough."

"Then when Tanjiro and they recover, let's go to the Forging Knife Village together!" Go look at the knife and get the handle in hand. The

lord's eyes closed slightly, and slowly opened again, and the white pupils were more like a layer of paper covering the eyes, and he couldn't see things!

"Okay! Thank you, Lord Lord.

"Lord Lord, let me heal again! It's good to ease it up! Wu

Chen was convinced of one sentence - the grace of dripping water should be rewarded by the spring.

"Dark Breath Four Types, Dark Origin"

Tianyin also walked aside virtuously, this treatment is generally good, it is still good not to disturb, and the two children are also looking forward to it!

About a pillar of incense, the purple block on the lord's body was slowed down a little, and it seemed that his body was not too painful, and a satisfied smile appeared on his mouth.

After a while, Wu Chen withdrew his hand, and the master's physical condition was even worse than what he saw, and even his internal organs began to deteriorate.

Wu Zhengang wanted to leave, but unexpectedly, the recovered lord called out to him again and asked a question that embarrassed Wu Zhen.

"Wu Xin wait, about your tombstone, is it going to be demolished!"

The lord was already able to stand up, not tall, but full of momentum.

"Well, because I died, I built a tombstone?"

"Yes, well, there are grave sweeps every day."

The white-haired child replied, not surprisingly not looking at Wu Chen, his eyes lowered.

[Is this girl so shy? 】