episode_0042

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A week after accepting the leader’s offer.

Now, I remember Namgoong Soyeon perfectly. Kang In-ho and her memories.

The more you absorb the blood energy of sinners, the clearer your memories become.

It smells sweet.

– I want to get married to you for a hundred years.

Inho’s voice comes from somewhere.

okay! My relationship with Confucius Kang has continued since our past lives.

We promised a future. But unfortunately, it didn’t come true, and we met again in this life!

– Soyeon. Soyeon. save me

Do not worry. Confucius Kang. I must! I’ll save you. wait for me.

Please wait a minute.

I became stronger, a little stronger. I will go to Confucius Kang’s side.

She muttered as if she was making a promise.

“So… I can’t help it. If it’s to save Prince Kang…!”

“Thunder sword! Don’t you know me? Fly. Inseongpyo country…! Ugh!”

A bloody hand grabs the man’s neck.

“Crrr….”

A man rolling his eyes.

Blood flowing from a hole called a hole flows down her arm.

– Cheeek

The blood boiled and turned into red smoke, and the thick, sweet smoke slowly seeped into Nangong Soyeon’s body.

“Haaa…”

What number intake is this?

When she reached ten, she gave up counting.

At first, I felt sorry for the abandoned lives, but now those thoughts were as faint as frost in the morning.

This is because the urge to inhale came steadily and regularly, and the number of criminals in the dungeon was overflowing.

As I inhaled, my mind calmed down, and I felt a tingling sensation in my lower abdomen.

What does this feel like? A sensation that is slightly different from pain, a stimulating sensation that you want to continue to feel.

After inhaling, Namgung Soyeon massaged her lower body with her own hands.

I wasn’t sure, but it seemed like it had to be that way.

And In-ho’s voice is heard.

– Soyeon, come here.

I hear Inho’s friendly voice.

In-ho had never called her by her name.

However, she felt like she could clearly hear the voice.

“Yes… Prince Kang.”

Namgung So-yeon, who was mumbling as she stared into space, was clearly smiling.

Namgung So-yeon, who spent a few minutes in prison writhing with her hands, came back to the ground.

“My strength has definitely increased considerably.”

Maengju said that suction means sucking in all the roots of an object.

The origin of a single person gave more energy than most elixirs, and Namgung So-yeon, who became a blood demon, explained that she was in a state where she could completely accept this as her own.

The more she inhaled, the stronger she became.

I felt that not only my energy, but also my body became firmer and more dense.

As she approached another level, Namgung So-yeon realized the gap between herself and the Heavenly Demon.

“There’s still a long way to go.”

As I clenched my fist and stretched it forward, the wind shattered the wall.

However, Namgung Soyeon shook her head as if she was not satisfied.

She thought about the Heavenly Demon.

Cheonma.

There was a record about her in the old record given by the leader.

12 years ago, surprisingly, Cheonma was said to have belonged to a political faction.

Cheonma, who was a promising talent, tragically loses his student to Salsu one day.

Is it because of that? The Heavenly Demon disappeared, and four years later she reappeared in the central plains and became the head of the evil Demonic Cult.

Cheonma burned his teacher to death with his own hands and tore many martial people to pieces with his own hands.

No one knew what the reason was.

On the day when so many martial people died, the person who was the rising star of the political faction disappeared, and the Heavenly Demon, who brought blood and struggle, was born.

“It is clearly recorded that the disciple of the Heavenly Demon died 12 years ago. There’s no way a dead person can come back alive, right?”

Namgung Soyeon thought that Cheonma had taken Inho, who had a head injury and looked similar to his disciple.

A rare genius who could not overcome Simma and went crazy.

This was the conclusion she reached with the Heavenly Demon.

Of course, I completely understood how she felt about losing someone she loved, but she couldn’t forgive herself for daring to take the man she had been with since her past life.

“I can’t forgive. I can’t forgive you. I can’t forgive you… I’ll explode your head, break your leg, rip out your arm. And I’ll throw you in the pigsty.”

Hatred against the Heavenly Demon suddenly wells up.

It’s like that these days. I feel like I have no reason to live, and I am overflowing with life.

“And at the end, if I eat all the blood… I can now meet Confucius Kang.”

– Soyeon, save me.

Inho’s voice followed the wind.

The voice was so pitiful that Namgung So-yeon felt like going to save In-ho even now.

– Soyeon, I love you.

– Soyeon, kill the Cheonma.

– Soyeon, please find me.

Inho’s voice continues to ring in my ears.

“Yes. So please wait a moment.”

Namgung Soyeon responded to the voice by nodding her head vigorously.

“Good Soyeon is coming soon.”