Cheong sees the world through his skin.

    Any creature with similar abilities would have been a bug, so it would not be wrong to say that it resembles a bug.

    In any case, this ability to read space through airflow expands as the area of skin in contact with the air increases.

    Because it is not an understanding of the movement of fluids, but a collection of experiences accumulated unconsciously, the more familiar the space is, and the more strongly the experience remains in the unconscious, the clearer it becomes.

    What if someone suddenly appears and whispers in your ear?

    Something suddenly appeared close behind, without any pretense of popularity, as if it had skipped the process of approaching.

    Of course, it comes with a lot of fear.

    This was the reason why Cheong froze.

    how? What kind of ghost is this… … ?

    “Oh my, why are you so stiff?”

    “Uh, there was some misunderstanding, and I did impersonate a bit, but uh, I guess we could say it was a mutually agreed upon issue, and Nyeonyeong would probably understand… … ”

    “Oh my? Did you know me? Hmm, who are you?”

    “Gasp.”

    Only then can Cheong realize who the owner of the soft, familiar voice is.

    Lady, you’ve reached the final stage.

    What is it, why does it suddenly appear?

    Suddenly, the starlight blades that filled the cabin, countless powerful swords, flashed through Cheong’s mind.

    If you let this go, you’ll die!

    Strong and weak, Cheong immediately transformed into Suguri.

    “Well, that’s, uh, sorry… … .”

    “Oh my, you’ve shrunk like this. Be cute too. If this happens, my heart will become weak too. ruler. Did I do something wrong or not?”

    “Wrong… … ”

    Then, a grinning, elegant laugh came out.

    It was a moment when Cheong saw a glimmer of hope.

    “But.”

    A sticky voice that makes you think that if you were to turn evil itself into a voice, it would sound like this.

    “Why did you do that even though you knew it was wrong?”

    “Heo Eok.”

    “That shouldn’t work, right?”

    “Uh, sorry, sorry… … ”

    “If it’s something to be sorry about, shouldn’t it have been done in the first place? Tell me. Why did you do that?”

    “Well, sorry, heo-eok.”

    Cheong takes a deep breath as something cold touches the back of his neck.

    “Have I already heard you say sorry? I’m just curious. Why did that happen?”

    “Well, I guess it came out because I was in a hurry. I don’t really have any ill feelings towards that. What can I say, it fits so well in my mouth that I don’t even realize it… … ”

    “Hmm… … .”

    Hot breath continues to seep into my ears.

    Cheong was frozen, unable to turn his head, and only rolled his eyes.

    “You mean before? What can I say about the thing you told me was a new skill? … .”

    Cheong found hope again.

    He also covets the Suction Magic Ball!

    “Hehe. I’ll let you know if you want. Let me tell you. I’ll call you right away, hehe.”

    A force creeping into the back of my neck again.

    Cheong immediately closed his mouth.

    “What can you say about such a very clever martial arts skill? is it so. Single worker. They said he was a single worker. Oh, can you tell me what that cute colored ball is?”

    Cheong’s eyes darkened.

    Lady, I got caught.

    “Hehe, well, it is said that it is mandatory to take off the soup.”

    “Oh my. How. You’re a pretty tough new artist, right?”

    “Well, if you want-”

    “Yes. Then do it like this.”

    “Uh, how?”

    Then the sound of mischievous laughter came again.

    “Self. I am showing off this wonderful new skill to those who are fighting here. Then everyone will really like it. To all of you here, could you please accept that sentiment, without exception? How do you feel?”

    It was a sound that gave me goosebumps just by hearing it.

    “Well, is there any other way…? … ?”

    “Of course. There is another way. Oh my, aren’t there some faces I recognize in there? Joo Hee-rang, Geomchi brother? There were some people who didn’t know, right?”

    Cheong’s heart dropped.

    In an instant, my legs gave out and I stumbled, leaning against my body without realizing it, and sticky sweat was seeping all over my body.

    no. no way.

    “No. No. It’s no fun if you mess with it already, right?”

    Is this what it feels like to be dragged out of the abyss?

    Cheong was relieved for now.

    The only reverberation of my heart pounding wildly, pounding my chest, remains.

    “So, transcendent brain-killing beautiful girl, hehe, you decide? If you hand over my four friends, I can let you go like this, right? Or would you like to please everyone here with your body? Ego. You have to decide on the count of three? Otherwise, you end up doing both? One.”

    “I will! I will do it, so please… … ”

    “Oh my. Is it already fun? but. Should you keep this in mind? I said it was everyone here. If there are people who do not cooperate, do you have to force them to agree?”

    Cheong nods his head helplessly, like he’s lost his mind.

    “Self. Because you might die? Does it sting for a moment? Stinging.”

    And then a prickly pain in the back of my neck.

    Cheong came to his senses.

    No, no. Come to your senses.

    Even if the sky falls, there is a place to rise up. I don’t know how there is a safe zone when the sky falls, but think, think.

    There must be a way, a way.

    Cheong desperately searches for a way.

    You can do whatever you’re told.

    You can, but I don’t think this horrible bitch will just let you go if you do as she’s told.

    I said it was all about peeling, peeling, spraying, etc., obviously.

    It was a premonition, almost like intuition.

    Just like that, Cheong shakes his head.

    Rolling?

    Suddenly, a sweet breath filled with relief passes by my ear, and a careful hand wraps around Cheong’s waist.

    “Oh my. oh my god. Preface Sojeo. You were surprised. I knew you were alive somewhere. You must be mischievous to show up like this.”

    “En.”

    “For some reason, the close-cropped shape is so cute, doesn’t it remind you of Sojeo? So I tried to give a light punishment.”

    Cheong realized that even though the voice was the same, the feeling of hearing it could be so different.

    Unlike Jeon, who was sticky and evil in and of itself, his soft and gentle voice clearly contained affection, a kind of friendship.

    With my waist being held, I feel Eon Yeon-young burying her face in the crook of my neck.

    For now, Cheong was greatly relieved.

    this? Do you think they will be generous?

    “Hey, unsoger?”

    “Oh my, you mean Unsojeo? You called me Nyeonyeong just a moment ago, right? Hehe, that’s right. Preface Sozer was right. How. If this is the case, how can I blame you? What a beautiful girl with a transcendent brain. How. Be ashamed. But, I like it.”

    “Uh, girl? Now if you let me go-”

    “No.”

    A firm refusal flies in.

    “Uh, so you want to stay like this?”

    “No. You should be punished.”

    “You just said you wouldn’t blame.”

    “If my mouth comes alive like this again. really. Preface If you are Sojeo, it doesn’t matter if you sell my name, right? But.”

    but? Cheong swallowed his saliva.

    “Preface Sojeo hid his identity and carried out such eccentric acts, right? If his identity were revealed, wouldn’t he feel embarrassed and feel like he wanted to die? Ah, just thinking about it makes me want to laugh. How can I bear this?”

    “Can’t you just be patient? … ”

    “No. Because I like the preface Sojeo, who is always confident, and sometimes acts like a servile bitch, but is sharpening his sword on the inside, right? You can’t hide your identity like that, right? Even if you are proud, you must be a small person, and even if you are servile, you must be a small person. Even if it’s mean, you shouldn’t be a coward, right? Cowardly Preface You don’t like Sojeo?”

    “Then I won’t do it again-”

    “Oh my? Are you saying things you don’t mean to say? You will continue to do this, right?”

    madam. This doesn’t work.

    Very ghostly, very ghostly.

    Cheong stuck out his tongue inwardly.

    “And the preface. I also have children to protect, right? Preface Just like Sojeo is trying to protect his friends. So it’s difficult to let it go like this.”

    “Then?”

    “So, I have no choice. Preface Sojeo, do you need to go through some trouble?”

    “Can I hear what you’re going through?”

    “Like this?”

    thud. At that moment, the sound of stamping feet is loud.

    It felt like my body was floating, and it was as if I was flying in the air and looking down on everyone from a high position.

    Cheong glanced down and saw that he had erected a strange coffin and was standing on top of it.

    “Everyone? Everyone, could you please stop fighting for a moment. You have to listen to me, right?”

    A soft voice.

    But for some reason, everyone stops and looks up at once.

    A chill runs up Cheong’s spine again.

    Now that I think about it, I was held captive for quite a long time.

    So much time has passed since we were hugged from behind, how could there not be at least one intruder?

    It was as if no one could see me and I was in a different space.

    “Four years! Transcendent brain-killing beautiful girl!”

    Seeing Cheong suddenly appear and the woman supporting him, Jun Ki-chung screamed.

    Those inside couldn’t find anything strange.

    However, the soldiers outside suddenly looked at Jun Ki-chung with eyes filled with suspicion.

    A beautiful girl with a transcendent brain? That? nickname? Is that Jeolakseongjon’s preference?

    Jun Ki-chung’s face brightens, and he grits his teeth and glares at Cheong.

    “Four years, Eon Yeon-young, I will not forgive you… … .”

    Cheong feels unfair.

    No, why are you blaming me?

    Then, the sound of snapping fingers corrects the chaotic atmosphere.

    “Self. everyone? My name is Eon Yeon-yeong, a former member of the Murim League’s secret patrol, the head of the Jinju clan, and currently a member of the blood religion.”

    “The meat-eating madwoman!” “The meat-eating madwoman!”

    Eon Yeon-young tilts her head at that.

    “Oh my? Now that I think about it, there was another imposter? What kind of person is he?”

    “Ha ha. I know. I’m also curious about car cancer.”

    Cheong awkwardly agreed.

    Eon Yeon-yeong let out a sweet noise, but then decided not to pay any attention to it.

    “And the person who is being held here dared to impersonate my name, so I would like to inform you that you are greatly misunderstanding me.”

    The martial arts people inside the cave were immediately convinced.

    I mean, what kind of woman in the world would say such nonsense about herself as a beautiful girl with a mind-boggling mind and the strongest woman?

    Then he looked up at Cheong with cold eyes, and even though he was looking up, it somehow felt like he was looking down.

    It was a look filled with deep sorrow.

    The look in his eyes was as if he was screaming at me to stop looking at me like that.

    “And this person is also the master of the Suction Magic Ball? He was planning to divide you all, make them fight among themselves, and then escape on his own.”

    The warriors outside looked up at Cheong with equally cold expressions.

    The same gaze seemed to be looking down, this time with deep contempt.

    “ character. everyone? Aren’t you curious about this person’s identity? What kind of person is this woman wearing a bast mask?”

    “That’s right!” “Take off that mask right now!” “Who on earth is that mean bitch?!” “Make it public! Make it public!”

    Then, petitions started popping up.

    Cheong broke into a cold sweat.

    “Uh, hey, are you there? Didn’t you say it was definitely a bit of a struggle? Suddenly the atmosphere was publicly executed-”

    “Shh.”

    As Eon Yeon-young’s hand stroked the nape of his neck, Cheong fell silent again.

    The hand that had been gently stroking the smooth nape of the bast’s neck for a while had burrowed downward like a snake and was gently stroking the tightly tied cotton cloth.

    “Hello? Well, it’s not really sexual harassment. Oh, wait a minute… … ! This crosses the line-”

    Then, the finger draws a circle in front of a rather hard part of the dog.

    At that moment, Cheong started to shiver and his body bounced in surprise.

    “Shhh. Are you hurt?”

    “Yes.”

    My finger slides under my solar plexus.

    And then it quietly rises upward, and the pressure that had been squeezing the chest disappears and follows along.

    “Hey, wait, wait!”

    “Is it too unfortunate to hide something so wonderful?”

    Rumbling! The people gathered in the audience felt as if they had heard such a sound.

    It had to be that way, as I witnessed the miraculous sight of heavy flesh suddenly filling my once flat chest and rising up.

    As my chest feels cool with the compression bandage removed, I feel a great sense of freedom and refreshment, but at the same time, I start to break into a cold sweat.

    Because the finger that had cut off the breast wrap was gently rubbing the bottom of the bastard between the collarbones this time.

    “Over there? Hello? This isn’t real. Didn’t I say it was a bit of a struggle? Does somewhat mean a little bit, or a little bit, or a little bit? Yeah, really. Hey hey hey! Please, I please!”

    Cheong’s words become urgent.

    I must have had a blade attached to my finger, because as I cut through the skin of the bast cotton ball, a refreshing sense of liberation surged up to my uvula.

    My skin, which had been swollen with sweat for the first time in a while, breathes fresh air, but I am not in a position to feel that freshness right now.

    “Can you really save me just once? Am I really unable to live like this? Do you want me to die? Maybe I’ll die of shame? Am I dying? Is Seo Mun-cheong dying?”

    In fact, it was Cheong’s fault for doing the shameful thing in the first place.

    How absurd was it to go out and say it was someone else’s name?

    Suddenly, something that was done in an unheard of way passed by, and if the rumor spreads throughout Gangho, Master, guys, our disciples of the Shinnyeomun, the elders of Meng, the members of the Seolga Sanghoe… …

    Cheong’s eyes darkened.

    No, absolutely not. It’s better to die. How on earth can you carry your face?

    This can be said to be karma, the right way to return what you have done.

    Isn’t it said that you reap what you sow?

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