As night fell, Tang An soared into the sky from the hotel, like a golden lightning flash quickly disappeared into the air.

The headquarters of the Demon Slayer Team, the Saiyashiki Mansion is in a mountain ridge in the distance!

Tang An spent a little time falling from the sky.

When he arrived at a rather secret place, Tang An looked at the huge rock five meters high in front of him, with two iron boxes pressing underneath.

He kicked it away and rolled down, and Tang Allah pulled out the box containing Nezuko and opened it.

Nezuko did not run away. After all, before starting a war with Muzan Kimuzan, he made Nezuko extremely weak. Now his body has barely recovered and he is still using sleep to make up for the energy consumed.

Looking at Nezuko who was sleeping in the iron box, Tang An breathed a sigh of relief.

He was afraid that Nezuko might die or run away.

Open another box, which was the box that contained Nightmare Dreams, but there was no one inside.

This was as expected by Tang An. When Muzan Kimuzan died tragically, this guy might have died together.

Only Nezuko and a few ghosts in the Zhushi are exceptions.

What a pity that Nightmare's ability.

After a battle with Muzan Kimuzan, Tang An now pays attention to physical cultivation, but also to exercise the soul and spiritual will.

He grabbed Nezuko's shoulder with one hand and his head with the other, revealing the white and smooth neck. Tang An opened his mouth like a pig's feet and bit Nezuko's neck suddenly.

The blood flowed backward like a flood discharge from the dam, and Nezuko was awakened and screamed.

Tang An was unmoved. Six black thorn tubes suddenly stretched out from behind his spine, stabbed Nezuko's whole body in one fell swoop, and began to absorb them with all his strength.

"ah...."

Nezuko's face was struggling desperately, but her strength was getting smaller and smaller.

The original delicate face began to wither, and tears in the corners of his eyes were full of despair.

"Brother...Brother..."

Like a lantern, Nezuko saw Tanjiro, her mother, younger brother and sister waiting for her.

Tang An's throat and black thorn tube were swallowing continuously. In just over ten seconds, Nezuko had withered like flowers, completely disappeared.

The thorny transport tube disappeared, and a trace of blood hung on the corner of Tang An's mouth.

Nezuko's blood is very hot, just like boiling water.

Tang An could feel the cells in his body thrilling, which was an indescribable pleasure.

Now eat Nezuko and wait until the sun will appear tomorrow.

As long as you adapt to the sun and have a period of time to fully familiarize yourself with the body, then kill Wang Xu.

But before that...

Tang An looked at the small hill in front of him, and put his hands in a calyx shape and placed it on his waist. His whole body began to inject strength. As a ray of blue light lit up, it became bigger and bigger and bigger, forming the size of a basketball, like a magic ball, releasing five white lights shining in the sky.

"Guizuku Qigong."

The dark night around it illuminated. As Tang An suddenly shot out, a blue and white streamer with a long tail feather was unstoppable and thrust on the hillside. After the destruction and destruction were pierced, the trend remained unabated. After leaving a huge gully, a mushroom cloud suddenly stood up at the end, and infinite shock waves rolled the surface and resounded through the sky.

Tang An had a hedgehog red hair and beach pants fluttering in the strong wind. After everything subsided, a big spoon-shaped pit appeared in front of Tang An.

"This power is worthy of being the Turtle School Qigong."

His face was full of cold sweat. Tang An looked at the big pit with a diameter of about 100 meters. He injected half of his strength into it, and the effect was significant.

As long as your qi is strong enough, the qigong of the Turtle School will be stronger in the future.

At that time, no wave cannot be solved. If one wave fails, two waves will be there.

If two waves are not good enough, then turn these two waves into large waves.

Next time when you encounter an enemy, you will be ruthless and have few words to say, then you will have a few rounds of Gatlin, then you will have two shots, then you will have a wave, and then you will have a big attack on the Great Power Dragon, and the last instant kill. If this is not dead, then retreat!

Tang An has already thought about his future fighting style.

After ejaculating this wave, Tang An began to study his body and try to reach the level of Muzan Kimuzan.

Nezuko should be an important supporting role, but unfortunately, the waste gold finger is now being renewed.

There was nothing to say all night, and soon the dawn broke out, and a ray of sunshine shone on the earth.

Tang An was very cautious and was not exposed to the sun without any stupidity. If he could not adapt to the sun, he would be over even if he cried without even crying. He would be very caring.

Tang An first found a hidden place, and then reached out to shine inch by inch of the sun.

"hiss..."

"Damn it, damn it!"

Tang An's face was distorted due to the pain, and his palm, exposed to the sun, began to burn and melt, like a thousand cuts.

The bones were even hit by hammers, and the pain penetrated into the soul.

Blood was spreading in the purple diamond pattern pupils, and Tang An observed without blinking his eyes.

The palm first dissolves, and then begins to regenerate.

After regeneration, the skin begins to adapt to the sun.

“It works.”

Although his face was ferocious, Tang An smiled.

It's time to compete for will again.

His arms were exposed to the sun inch by inch, and Tang An screamed and wailed, not afraid of being embarrassed.

Anyway, it’s a barren mountain, and it will be much more comfortable to call out.

As time passed, Tang An finally appeared in the sun after three days.

"call..."

He let out a lot of breath, life is worse than death in these three days!

But he survived.

Tang An looked up at the scorching sun, and his middle finger soared into the sky.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Tang An continued to study his body.

Fortunately, after adapting to the sun, I did not greatly reduce my ability, nor did I lack weight!

After studying the body, Tang An pulled the waste gold finger light curtain.

Now updated.

Tang An looked at it three times and found that nothing had changed.

Until four times later, I found the problem.

The continuous task is still hanging high and nothing has changed. What has changed is the number of times the dice throws rewarded for each natural month has now become every natural year.

Damn it, is the update and the more you update it, and the more you become, the more backward?

Although most of the natural month are used to draw some garbage, it is more or less useful.

But now every year, how much does it cost?

However, from the side point of view, the chance of getting punishment in this way is also reduced.

"The reward value drawn increases and the price life is updated."

A reminder appeared in Tang An's eyes, and an ominous premonition suddenly surged into the sky spiritual cover.

When it comes to the life span, there are only ten years left.

What about my age and death?

Where is eternal life?

Why are there only ten years left?

Tang An's face was as gloomy as rain, and his eyes were glaring like a light bulb!

If so, why would he become a ghost?

Didn’t he just go for Kimuzan’s immortal physique?

Could it be that this waste gold finger was intentional, afraid that he would lose his ambition to put some pressure on himself?

So I have to carry out continuous tasks with my life span?

Tang An felt the malice.

First he looked up at the hot sky, then looked down thinking.

Do you don’t exist at all? It’s just a pig’s feet in a book or animation, and there is a dog named “Author” behind it?

The more Tang An thought about it, the more wrong he became. He had read a few books of this type before he traveled through time.

And to use science to explain, the world may be one-dimensional space, two-dimensional, three-dimensional, four-dimensional...it may not necessarily exist in real life.

Paralyzing, maybe you are really the protagonist or destiny villain.

The protagonist is fine, but if he is a villain, he will be over.

Tang An's mentality collapsed.

Even if there is a problem with the gold finger, he can't do anything. He still needs to rely on what he should rely on!

It seems that if you want to dominate your destiny, you have to become stronger, become stronger and stronger!!
Chapter completed!